The person lying on the ground was Yu Pengliang. His face was filled with terror, and he was clutching his neck with both hands, but blood still streamed out from between his fingers.

He tried to speak, but no sound came out, only a hissing noise. Blood gurgled from the corners of his mouth.

Soon, his head tilted to the side, his hands fell limp, and he stopped moving.

"Murder... there's been a murder!"

"Help! Help..."

The other two were so scared their legs gave out. They collapsed to the ground, scrambling backward before finally standing up and rushing through the iron door on the rooftop, running downstairs.@@novelbin@@

Gao Yang's scalp tingled.

At the edge of the rooftop railing stood a figure—it was Li Zhuanghu.

He was holding something in his hand that was emitting an eerie red glow.

His expression was complex, a mix of fear, anger, and confusion. His mouth and chin were covered in blood, but it didn't seem to be his own.

Gao Yang immediately realized that Li Zhuanghu had just bitten through Yu Pengliang's neck.

Li Zhuanghu looked at Gao Yang. "It wasn't me... he attacked first... he forced me... it was self-defense, self-defense..."

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