Ji Yinbing forced herself to look at Craven's corpse. When she saw the injuries on Craven's body, Ji Yinbing, whose heart was as hard as a stone, collapsed. Craven's golden hair still seemed to be emitting the smell of sunlight, but there was dark red blood in his hair. His entire back was blurry with flesh and blood.
A thin fragment of the bus drove into his heart from his back.
If he had not used his body to block it, this fragment would have pierced the pregnant woman's head.
The fragment that was embedded in his heart pierced Ji Yinbing's eyes. She finally couldn't help but cry.
Ji Yinbing stared blankly at the corpse in front of her.
Just half an hour ago, he had been joking around with her and imagining a chance encounter with her on a trip. But now, he was a corpse lying on the ground. The blood had dried and the heat in his body was slowly draining.
Realizing that he was really dead, Ji Yinbing burst into tears.
"Get up!"
