"Ah ah ah ah ah!"
Screaming fear.
Li Xiang had never seen someone turn his head back. He panicked and let go of the bespectacled man's right hand, unable to help but scream loudly.
"Plop."
After letting go, the still warm body fell to the ground, revealing the blocked sight.
In the thick grass, there was a motionless puppet like a shoddy toy that had been discarded carelessly. The eyes smeared with white paint were a bit funny.
Eyes facing each other.
"3"
A voice sounded, this time speaking to him.
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Chapter completed!