Wu Xiaode jumped from the window on the second floor of the disco and landed in a deserted alley.

He raised his foot and looked at the sole of the shoe.

Did not step on the blood.

very good.

I am really compassionate, and I have been able to restrain myself in the matter of killing.

— There is no need to throw away these shoes.

Satisfied, he walked towards the exit of the alley.

"What's the point of doing these things? These people don't seem to know you at all."

that sound

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