Only Chen Fan,
Even though he couldn't recognize the person in front of him at all, and he even looked very scary,
Even though the voice was hoarse and unclear, it was strangely familiar.
Chen Fan's eyes widened, and he whispered in disbelief: "Nightingale?"
nightingale,
He is one of the two people in the same group of gray men as Chen Fan who chose to go undercover in the Chachai Group.
He had learned from the black monkey that Nightingale had already died.
But,
Now Nightingale appeared in front of him again, still with the same face.
"Lone...Wolf..."
Bang!
After Nightingale shouted out two words with difficulty, his body tilted and fell to the ground, with more blood oozing out of his head.
Chen Fan finally reacted.
"nightingale!"
He shouted quickly, then ran over and helped Nightingale up.
Just now I lifted up the nightingale,
Chen Fan saw a scene that made him want to tear his eyes out. It turned out that under the cover on the nightingale's head was a spiral plastic cylinder.
The plastic cylinder spiraled deeply into the nightingale's head.
Even through the slightly transparent plastic cylinder, Chen Fan could see some blurry white shadows inside.
There is a lid on top of the cylinder that was screwed on tightly, but now it seems that the lid is a little loose.
Scarlet blood continued to flow out of it.
"Ahhh! Nightingale!"
Chen Fan let out a heart-wrenching roar. He couldn't believe what he saw.
It is simply cruel and inhumane.
He couldn't imagine how Nightingale could endure such pain that went deep into her bones, and even traveled through mountains and rivers to the South City Cemetery in M County.
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