The woman's mocking smile caught my eye.

Feng Jue was speechless for a moment, his eyes flashing.

He did not answer.

He lowered his eyes and continued eating.

At 8:30, Rong Shang got up and went to the restroom.

That was when I walked through the corridor and went inside.

I don't know which private room I was walking past when I heard Han Jiahang's voice.

It's quite greasy.

She said something like, "Shishi, I like you so much."

"I liked you from the first moment I saw you."

Rong Shang scoffed at the time, feeling that Han Jiahang was truly a scumbag.

Ignoring her, she walked towards the restroom.

Two or three minutes later, Rong Shang came out after washing her hands.

As I walked from the end of the corridor, suddenly, the light bulb on the ceiling began to flicker.

It felt like I was about to fall.

Rong Shang paused, her brows furrowing slightly.

She looked up, and the warm light above cast layered shadows on her eyes.

At that moment, an ominous premonition arose from the bottom of my heart.

Rong Chang turned her gaze away and started walking.

The next second.

"ah!"

Screams came from ahead.

Upon hearing the sound, Rong Shang immediately strode forward.

Bang!

A loud bang.

The wooden door to the private room was kicked open.

Seven or eight unfamiliar faces inside looked up.

Upon seeing Rong Shang, some people's expressions changed.

He cursed, "Are you crazy?"

Why are you kicking down our door?

"..."

Speechless, Rong Chang paused, her gaze lingering.

It turns out there was a mistake.

She apologized and reached out to close the door.

The people inside were still cursing and swearing.

Rong Shang frowned outside the door.

Because the screams around me were getting louder and more horrific.

Calming herself down, Rong Shang listened intently to the sounds coming from beside her.

Then, she noticed the private room diagonally opposite.

Squinting, Rong Chang walked over.

Another loud bang.

The door opened.

"Ah, no."

"Don't bite me."

"Help, help me!"

"Help me, help me."

Inside the private room, Han Jiahang was still sitting at the dining table.

He tilted his head, and a disheveled woman was biting his neck.

Bright red blood flowed down, instantly staining his shirt.

Han Jiahang was terrified.

Rong Shang saw him flailing his arms, his face pale, and his eyes filled with terror.

Only when he saw her did a glimmer of light appear in his eyes.

"Help me."

"Sheng Chang'an, save me."

The man's voice had barely faded when the werewolf behind him raised its head.

The ugly face came into view.

Rong Chang quickly pulled out a wooden gun from her waist.

It happened in the blink of an eye.

A bullet was fired, and the werewolf grabbed Han Jiahang and held him in front of him as a shield.

Bang!

The bullet pierced Han Jiahang's abdomen, and bright red blood splattered.

The werewolf laughed, a wild and arrogant laugh.

He frowned immediately.

"..."

Ouch, that hurts so much.

Han Jiahang clutched his lower abdomen, feeling his vision blur.

Finally, unable to bear the pain any longer, his vision went black, and he fainted.

Her body went limp, and Zero Four pushed him away.

Bang.

Han Jiahang fell to the ground.

Zero Four met the sharp gaze of the woman in front of him.

She smiled and waved, "I'm not playing with you anymore, goodbye."

After she finished speaking, before she could leave...

A cold wind swept in.

Before Ling Si could even see clearly, the woman was already in front of her in a flash.

In that instant, it seemed as if something terrible had happened to her.

I want to run away.

But someone grabbed him.

Bang bang bang!

Several bullets came in one after another.

Zero Four let out a soft "uh".

Looking up, I saw the ceiling above me.

Her outstretched claws couldn't even touch the woman in front of her before she collapsed.