"Songjia"walked out of the kitchen with a meat cleaver in one hand and her second spine in the other. However, the next moment, she stopped in her tracks.
She realized that in less than ten seconds after she left, the living room had changed again. Alan and the others were still lying on the floor, unable to move a single finger, the speakers continued to play music, but Zhang Heng was nowhere to be seen.
"Song Jia"could not help but swear. "F * ck, how can you run away like that? !"Just as she finished her sentence, the sound of a broken window came from the second floor.
"Song Jia"immediately rushed out of the door and into the front yard. Just as she stepped out of the door, a bullet flew toward her face. Song Jia had no time to dodge, she could only brace herself to take the bullet.