Chapter 659 Escape

Was it leaking inside the room? Qian Xing wiped the liquid from his head with his free hand, but as soon as he finished, more liquid ran down. He couldn't help but look up in confusion, and what he saw nearly scared his soul away. What he held in his hand wasn't some wooden stick, it was an arm, identical to the one he had found in the closet earlier.

No, it wasn't the same as the previous one; the arm from before hadn't been bleeding, whereas what he was holding now was continuously dripping blood. The blood seemed inexhaustible, gushing out like a spring and pouring all over Qian Xing's head.

Ah…

Qian Xing screamed and violently threw the arm in his hand away.

Bang... thud thud thud…

The arm smashed against the wall opposite Qian Xing, then bounced onto his bed, where it hopped a few times. Blood flowed down the arm and onto the bed cover, which was a bright red for the happy occasion, looking exceptionally garish under the electric light.