Not knowing why, J5 reminded Ye Jian of the young people who acted cute on social networks from her previous life.
Just the thought of that made her shiver. Indeed, it was a little hard to look at.
At the same time, Xia Jinyuan sneaked behind an armed bodyguard. He suddenly covered the bodyguard's mouth with his left hand, and quietly slit his neck with the dagger in his right hand. The sharp blade slit through the warm skin, deep into the trachea and jugular veins without any obstruction.
Some blood stuck onto the dagger and the warm blood splashed onto his wrist. However, the thick and strong taste of iron and blood did not stop Xia Jinyuan's footsteps. He dragged the dead body into a room on the second floor, closed the door and headed to the third floor.