Cooked

"Are you blind? Those are not dolls; those are dead bodies! Let me go!" No matter how hard the homeless man tried to struggle, he was unable to escape from Lee Zheng and Tian Lei's grasp. He finally quieted down after a few minutes.

"No wonder he's homeless—the man is mad." The man stopped resisting, so Tian Lei relaxed. However, Lee Zheng acted different from Tian Lei. He took out a handcuff to apprehend the man.

"Hey, Ol' Lee, it's just a mad homeless person. Is that really necessary?"

Lee Zheng kicked the trash next to them aside to reveal several hidden, sharpened metal sticks. "Don't let your guard down. These people could do anything when they're pushed to their edge."

Seeing those hidden weapons, Tian Lei stopped talking. He remembered that the man had been trying to move that way when he was struggling earlier.

"I'm not crazy! I'm trying to save you!" the man screamed stubbornly.