Messy bullet casings were scattered randomly on the ground, stained with blood.

From time to time, it would be kicked away by passers-by, and after landing on the ground, it would make a dull sound or two, and then stick to the ground again.

Sticky with blood.

Corpses were placed on the ground outside the warehouse, and the camera faithfully recorded everything.

"Two hundred and forty-three people, including their leader."

The Sheriff's Bureau officer in charge of the case couldn't help but light one.

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