Among the corpses, only Liang Zhen was splashed with blood, and the wine glass in his hand was also full of scarlet.

He let go of his hand with a shudder, and the glass shattered with a clatter, and he collapsed in his chair like a puddle of mud.

The colleagues who had talked and laughed with him before were now dead and lying on the ground.

Liang Zhen's whole body was splashed with blood, and his breath was full of blood......

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