Xiang Yang was bleeding from every orifice, his entire body drenched in blood, a ghastly sight.
Everyone's pupils constricted, frozen in terror.
So brutal!
Chen Yang supported Qin Qiu. "Honey, are you alright?"
"I'm... I'm fine!" Qin Qiu was still shaken, subconsciously shaking her head.
"I'll get the documents back for you!"
He walked up to Xiang Yang and searched his pockets, pulling out a stack of documents folded into a square. Then, with a grin, he said, "You know? In my eyes, you're nothing more than an insignificant clown!"
SPLAT!
Xiang Yang spat out a mouthful of blood, his expression one of terror mixed with unwillingness. "You... you knew all along?"
"Your disguise was just too amateur."
Xiang Yang was speechless.
Chen Yang smiled and turned to Qin Qiu. "Honey, what should we do with this guy?"
"Report him to the police!" Qin Qiu blurted out.
