Lin Yin smiled when she heard Lu Ming's words amidst the commotion.
Had it passed?
No!
There was no way it could pass.
Jia Qing had ended up like this because of what she did. She was greedy, so she deserved it.
But Dong Dong, he was still dead.
He had clearly done nothing, but he still died.
This was the truth. There was no way to get past it.
When Xia Zhen saw this scene, she cowered.
She had introduced many girls to this old man. Even though she knew about Ma De's fetish and knew that Ma De had played many girls to death, she had never known that it would be so bloody.
Xia Zhen frowned in panic, but she met the eyes of Lin Yin who was in Lu Ming's arms.
Xia Zhen's scalp went numb.
Lin Yin's indifferent eyes looked too terrifying.
This matter must be related to Lin Yin.
