“Seal up and store all these corpses. They can be used as evidence when we charge Blood Scythe in the future.”
Wang Xin glanced at Rainy’s back, and spoke with a trembling voice, “Poor little girl. Wei Fan, that son of a bitch! His hands are covered in blood. If he continues to do as he likes, God knows how many other people will be devastated like Rainy. Each person that Blood Scythe kills not only causes more blood to flow, but also more tears……”