"Everyone is crazy, they just hide it in different places."
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Blood was sprayed by tremendous pressure to the roof of the shed, then spattered back down to the ground, crackling, making a chilling sound.
Bai Xiong saw the fleeting afterimage dash by, he also saw the flash of cold light at the horrifying cut.
So, in the instant that the crimson spray gushed out, his gun barrel had already aimed at the figure moving so fast it surpassed the limits of human vision.
Emaciated!
This was the first thought that came to everyone who saw her: her slender arms, her waist that seemed too fragile to grasp, and her legs that should not have had such strength, all became disturbingly delicate wrapped in the leather corset. Like withered wood in a swamp, dry and rigidly placed there.
Bai Xiong definitely knew this person, whether it was the figure, the short hair, the dagger, or the cold breeze that had just followed, all were highly distinctive.
