Chapter 51 Do You Have a Conscience?

Boom!

Yvette heard a dull loud noise behind her.

Yvette turned back hesitantly.

Lance lay on the ground, motionless.

Yvette's heart skipped a beat.

She looked at her hands. There was no way she could be that strong.

Obviously, fleeing would be the wiser choice for now.

Yet finally, sensibility got the better of her. Yvette quickly walked over to Lance.

His handsome face was now sickly pale, and there were beads of sweat on his forehead.

She pushed him lightly. "Lance... Lance..."

He did not react.

Yvette was completely flustered. Tears rolled down her face as she reached out to stroke his face. "Lance, what's wrong with you? Wake up. You are scaring me..."

She squatted down and tried to help him up. However, she felt something sticky on the back of his neck.

The smell of blood was getting thicker. She reached out.

Her fair hands were dyed red with blood!