As that eerie image appeared in Shen Yue's mind, he simultaneously heard the echoing crack of a gunshot.
It wasn't a sound from the outside world, but the sound of a gunshot resonating within his mind.
He saw himself raising a gun and firing it, resulting in blood spraying and the person on the other end expressing extreme agony!
Shen Yue's eyelids twitched violently, his face instantly turned alarmingly pallid.
Hai Mingzhu did a double take upon seeing Shen Yue's expression, "There's no harm in being a little superstitious, one should hold a sense of dread for the supernatural."
"Come with me." Shen Yue grabbed Hai Mingzhu's wrist and ran into the hotel.
Not until they were inside Hai Mingzhu's room, did Shen Yue release her wrist.
"What are you going to do?"
This time, Hai Mingzhu didn't overthink, "Is someone after you? Hiding here doesn't seem like a solution, does it?"
Shen Yue picked up a notepad from the table and began to rapidly sketch with a pencil.