Charlie said very seriously: “I always feel that something is wrong. Just now when I was out for a walk, I inexplicably heard someone behind it seemed to be fighting, and there was the sound of weapons colliding, but I looked back, what? nothing.”
Isaac Cameron thought for a moment, and said, “Master, I think you are still too sensitive. Maybe you have auditory hallucinations.”
“It’s still not quite right.” Charlie smacked his lips: “The movement I overheard was very chaotic. It seemed that several people struck for a while, and then someone struggling and whimpering as if their mouth was covered, waiting for me to follow. When the voice walked over, there was a pool of blood on the ground, and there was also a shoe. That shoe was f*cking weird…”
Isaac Cameron said: “Master, the blood may be animal. As for shoes, what’s weird about a shoe?”
Charlie said very seriously: “Do you dare to believe that there is a damn knife on the toe of that shoe? It’s like a f*cking movie, it’s a damn door.”
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