C30 Blood in the Tank!

"Cluck, cluck, cluck …"

Waves of innocent, yet sinister laughter continuously came out from the boy's mouth.

Jia Zheng's hair stood on end. He felt as if he had fallen into an icehouse.

He shrank back, trembling like a sieve.

"Da!" Clatter! "Da …"

The boy's feet crunched on the wooden floor.

Those feet could no longer be called feet, because there was no flesh on them at all