The bullet easily penetrated the temple of the Bupu walrus, leaving a hole in it that was constantly squirming blood.

If you look closely, you can see shattered skulls and pieces of flesh splattered on his crisp suit.

The cruel and nauseating picture seemed to be frozen in this enclosed space.

Mao Lilan, Yuan Shanhe Ye, and the middle-aged woman staggered back a few steps while covering their mouths.

Hattori

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