Of the three, Jiang Yu had the strongest reaction upon hearing the news.
Because he probably guessed who did it.
No, he was almost certain who did it.
Who else could it be but An Ning?
That's hardly peaceful.
Anning was unfairly blamed.
Fifteen minutes ago.
After resealing the ceiling, Anning started watching the surveillance footage again, but instead of the first-floor footage, she watched the second-floor footage.
Let's wait a bit on the first floor.
This time, An Ning has her sights set on Fang Qi.
The man who stood silently in the crowd, only looking around and radiating coldness.
Such a person would definitely be popular with fans, but not with An Ning.
So after Zhang Xun, An Ning set her sights on Fang Qi.
She picked up a severed hand from behind her back, and in this dim and cramped environment, her actions only added to the pressure on the viewers in front of the screen.
"What's wrong with Anning? She suddenly touched that severed hand, and even after touching it, why did she pinch it? And why is blood spurting from the arm? It's terrifying..."
"The planners are really daring, filling an arm with blood plasma..."
Upon seeing this comment, Zheng Qi raised an eyebrow; the real excitement was yet to come.
"Will this scare people?" This was a question Anning pondered deeply before deciding to discard the severed arm.
However, this time was very short; it only bothered Anning for a second, "scaring one person to death is one person less."
Then, a hole appeared in the ceiling on the second floor at some point, and dark red blood dripped down Fang Qi's forehead, drop by drop. When the fourth drop of blood fell, Fang Qi's eyelids turned red, followed by his collarbone, lips, and finger bones.
Fang Qi's female fans, who were initially furious at the sight of this scene, fell silent, and silently deleted the extremely harsh curses they had typed on their keyboards.
The final comment that appeared on the screen was this:
"An Ning is so despicable, doing something like this...aren't you afraid I'll drool over him?"
I like what you did. Remember to close your backend [heart emoji]
"I've been a fan of Fang Qi for three years. This isn't what I wanted to post. I even had my knife ready, but this is what I got... How am I supposed to criticize him? I feel like I want to kowtow to An Ning!"
The blood that dripped onto Fang Qi's eyelids slid down his eyelashes and onto his cheek, leaving a bright red mark. The drop of blood that dripped onto his lips seemed to be staining them, showing no sign of falling vertically. Instead, it climbed up along the faint lines of his lips, covering his entire lower lip like a plump and bouncy jelly, very kissable.
The two drops that fell onto the collarbone and finger bones directly stained that small patch of skin red, making it look like the result of being severely abused.
A fan of Fang Qi, who had debuted with him, looked at the screen in front of him and let out a weak sigh, "After all these years, this is the first time I've seen Fang Qi like this. An Ning, are you a Bodhisattva?"
An Ning had no idea that her act of killing this person would garner so much praise from Fang Qi's fans. She was only focused on the scene in front of her: Fang Qi was already covered in blood, and the scene she had envisioned had been achieved.
The blood loss is enough; now it's time to discard the severed arm.
Thinking this, An Ning threw the artificial severed arm she was holding down, immediately covered the gap again, and took out her laptop to check the surveillance footage.
So, how was it? Didn't she do it perfectly?
Fang Qi's health bar must be depleted by now, right?
She looked closely and saw that Zhang Xun's health bar was full. Then she looked again and saw that his health bar had dropped a bit, leaving only a small portion.
Is this a case of unintentionally planting willows and they thriving?
She experienced it firsthand.
She wasn't even targeting Zhang Xun, but Zhang Xun was terrified by her.
How do you put it? Is it her fault? No way, shouldn't it be his own fault for being so timid?
While trying to justify herself, An Ning checked Fang Qi's condition, thinking that if nothing could scare him, was he made of iron?
An Ning moved the monitoring progress bar forward a little and saw Fang Qi's reaction after she threw her severed arm at him.
It perfectly embodies the spirit of remaining calm even when Mount Tai collapses before one's eyes.
He didn't react. After Anning dropped the severed arm, he took a step back, which successfully avoided close contact between the severed arm and his face, but it still didn't completely prevent it.
The severed arm might have some sense of judgment. After Fang Qi dodged it, it didn't let him escape unscathed. Instead, it changed its target and attacked Fang Qi's waist and abdomen, directly staining half of Fang Qi's body red.
Even from the surveillance footage, it's clear that Fang Qi is already very unhappy and on the verge of exploding. If it weren't for the surveillance cameras, he would have stomped on that severed arm a few times.
This was An Ning's thought after seeing Fang Qi's white shirt stained red, but when she saw the footage three seconds later on the surveillance camera, she realized she was wrong.
Even with surveillance cameras, Fang Qi still stepped on the severed arm, squeezing out all the remaining blood. Judging from the height of the blood splatter, Fang Qi used a lot of force. The blood spurted directly onto his chest, staining his clothes red again.
An Ning looked at the scene on the screen, then at Zhang Xun's health bar. After pondering for three seconds, she made up her mind: since Zhang Xun was so easy to kill, she should kill her first.
And then she really did kill him.
As for how she was killed... she saw through the surveillance footage that Zhang Xun was preparing to go to room 201 alone to look for any useful information. He went to the attic of room 201 ahead of time. When Zhang Xun pushed open the door, the first thing he saw was not the interior layout of room 201, but An Ning's large face, stuck in the center of the ceiling, her face covered in blood, which was still dripping down...
Zhang Xun was so frightened by this scene that he stood frozen in place, unable to move. But just then, the face that had been keeping its eyes closed suddenly opened them and met his gaze. The bright red lips parted slightly, and what came out was the aged voice of an old man.
"My little grandson, come keep Grandma company... Grandma is so lonely here..."
Zhang Xun collapsed to the ground.
As Anning watched this scene, she counted down in her mind: three, two, one... As the last countdown ended, she opened her mouth wide, and a long tongue dangled out. The tongue was dry, cracked, and white, looking quite horrifying.
Finally, Anning heard the announcement, but Zhang Xun was carried out. Anning didn't know if it was to the point where an ambulance had to be called, but as soon as she peeked back, she met a pair of dark eyes.
It almost scared her to death.
"Hahaha... Hahahahaha... I died so tragically..."
An Ning pressed the switch on the remote control in her hand, and with her other hand reached for the black hair, intending to slap it directly at Fang Qi's face, but her movement stopped abruptly in mid-air.
“I am your spouse,” the other person said.
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