Yang Zeran puffed out his chest, wearing a chest brace, and slowly turned his body like a zombie.
He was undergoing conservative treatment, and the doctor had told him not to engage in strenuous activity. The kid was afraid of lasting complications, so he was being exceptionally careful.
Next to him, Zhao Tianxing had his nose stuffed with cotton and could only breathe through his mouth. His speech came out in broken fragments. "Holy crap, this is insane."
Shen Xin nodded subconsciously.
Indeed. What Zhang Zhanhui did wasn't just insane—it had once again lowered the moral baseline for humanity.
Li Siyu was strangled to death, and then... that was done to her after she died. What would her family think if they found out?
After nodding a couple of times, Shen Xin quickly had to steady his own head.
Zhang Hancheng curiously asked Shen Xin what he was doing.
Shen Xin said glumly, "It feels like there's water in my brain. If I don't hold it, it sloshes around."
