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Volume 1: Storm in the Western Region Chapter 122: Blood-stained Blue Shirt(2/2)

Unexpectedly, Ye Sanniang followed closely and said:

"have no idea!"

When she arrived, although the blood on the ground was fresher than it is now, what was supposed to happen had already happened.

"Let's go in and take a look first. There is a door on the side, and you can enter from the garden."

As worthy of being the master of the Sunset Racecourse and the swordsman of the Western Regions, Haidiya quickly regained his composure and walked out of the road sideways with Zhao Rang and others, walking from the grass to the side door.

In his mind, not only could these people be trusted, but at least there was absolutely no suspicion in this matter.

Because Zhao Rang and others don't have the ability, Ye Sanniang, the only one who can't see through it, doesn't have the need.

Under the moonlight, the grass was black, no different from coagulated blood.

People walking on the grass made a rustling sound, like fine raindrops hitting the world.

As they walked, a drop of coldness actually fell on Zhao Rang's cheek.

He thought it was rain.

Reaching out and wiping it, I discovered that there was a faint blush on the palm of my hand.

I looked up and saw that an open window on the third floor was soaked in blood and was dripping blood.

The drop just now landed impartially on Zhao Rang's face.

"Is there someone living on the third floor?"

Zhao Rang asked.

At this point, Haidiya had no choice but to smile bitterly and said the same thing as Ye Sanniang:

"I have no idea!"

As soon as the side door opened, the strong smell of blood in the house made Zhao Rang's throat tighten and he couldn't help but want to vomit.

Seeing Yuan Mingkong's brows furrowed and the corners of his mouth pursed hard, it makes me feel uncomfortable just thinking about it...

After getting used to it a little, Zhao Rang saw two corpses in the main entrance hall, which were two of the four girls following Haidiya.

As I walked inside, I turned around and saw the third person again.

She was lying on the stairs, her arms drooped, and her face was very calm.

Zhao Rang looked at the two people in the foyer again and found that their faces were also very calm.

"This guy strikes so fast!"

Yuan Mingkong added:

"Maybe it's silent!"

The two of them checked the other corpses on this floor one by one.

Everyone's faces were calm.

The greatest misfortune for people is that they cannot control their own lives. But the people who died in this house are also the most fortunate, that is, they did not feel pain at the last moment of their lives.

A name appeared in Zhao Rang and Yuan Mingkong's minds at the same time.
Chapter completed!
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