S City tonight was abnormally empty.
At the intersection, only Lin Bai's car was waiting for the green light alone.
"Whoosh --"
"Pa."
A note was blown by the wind and stuck to the windshield.
Bright red words appeared in front of his eyes.
"Do you want to stand at the top of all living things?"
The second question of the night.
The next second, the note was blown away by the wind again.
Only a glaring blood trail was left behind as it slowly slid down the glass.
Lin Bai did not know why, but he had a feeling that this time, the note was not ink, but real blood.
Human blood.
Lin Bai gripped the steering wheel tightly and stared at the red light in front of him, hoping that it would quickly change color so that he could leave this damned place.
However, the red light lasted strangely long.