The after-effects of the alcohol became stronger. Ye Wanwan's head was muddled and everyone in front of her transformed into dark figures. Her rationality turned to ashes, leaving her with her basic instincts.
The flames in her body exploded, releasing herself from her shackles and destroying the last hint of consciousness she had...
Ye Wanwan stood in a daze at the same spot. Her expression was completely blank...
The image dormant in the depths of her mind came over her like a surging tide in the storm, drowning her...
Crimson red blood flooded her entire world...
The sounds of killing rang in her ears...
The murderous aura was so strong that it could make her soul shiver; it was like a big net that was becoming smaller and tighter, closing in on her and slowly forcing her to her limits until she couldn't retreat any further...
Kill...
Kill them...
If the Ye Wanwan who beat those people up just now was a female devil, this Ye Wanwan who had a blank expression and wasn't moving at all, standing at the same spot silently, was like a god of murder descending to earth!!
She simply stood there, not doing anything in a daze, but her pair of eyes inexplicitly made Song Jing's hairs stand on their ends.
Just as Song Jing's heart was thumping hard from the stare, he heard Liu Ying's petrifying shout: "Song Jing! RUN!"
What? Song Jing didn't understand.
However, too late, it was too late.
The girl was like a sharp blade from hell, charging towards him madly with many devils that were wailing with anguish.
Unlike the bored teasing she directed towards those men before, she now had a frantic, murderous intent, wishing to put a man to his death.
It was as if she was drained of a soul and became a violent humanoid weapon that only knew how to kill...
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