Chapter 145: A Different Her

Zhu Qingyue's outstretched hand was directed toward the unlucky fellow who was dangling feet off the ground on the staircase. Her fingers slightly curled, and she exerted force once again.

"Cough... Cough cough!"

Song Yao, hoisted into the air by an invisible thread, clutched at his throat as if trying to relieve the girl's constraints, but of course to no avail. Instead, he added several nail-inflicted wounds to his neck.

In no time at all, his hands had shredded his own throat to a bloody pulp, a ghastly sight to see.

Desperately kicking his legs and struggling, Song Yao's peripheral vision suddenly caught sight of the four members of the official Medium Squad still floating in the air around him. He bellowed as though grasping at straws, "Stop... Stop it! There are other people here! If I die, these people will die with me! Do you want to kill them too?!"

"— This isn't even a multiple-choice question for me."