In the hall, dozens of men and women huddled together, as if they had just experienced a terrorist attack. No, it wasn't a terrorist attack, it was as if they had witnessed the devil's slaughter, scared out of their wits.
The haze of blood in the air seemed to have not completely dissipated. A gust of wind, landing it on a person, would instantly dye them a glaring red.
On the broken lift door, there was a blurry handprint, as though it had been torn apart by bare hands. Amid the pool of blood, a man lay sprawled, his body stuck in the lift door causing it to open and close again and again—how many times this happened was anyone's guess.
Meow!
A sudden cat screech pulled everyone back to reality. The scene before their eyes made sweat break out all over.
"Heavens! What exactly happened here?" braced herself, Ouyang Feifei walked towards the lift.
Judging from the clothing and hair color of this person, this was likely the mastermind behind the kidnapping of Liu Xiangli.
