บท 67: THE KIND OF HELL

Glaring back at Yue he could observe a blend of several emotions floating in those tiny glistening hazel orbs of hers - terror, shock, confusion, fright - she was in a mixed state of mind and he quickly snapped his gaze away from her back to the still breathing creature in front of him which was beginning to get on his nerves. His brutal fury transformed into a dark, black outrage. Wu's eyes were devoid of any emotions of sympathy as he grabbed the man by his collar and slammed him against the wall again.