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... Each snowflake, like a sharp blade of ice, danced mercilessly, slicing through the night’s silence.
The thick scent of blood cast a sinister veil over the originally peaceful cabin.
Clatter!
The bloodied axe in the man’s hand fell to the ground.
Gazing at the woman’s corpse on the floor, Zhang Yunwu’s gaze was vacant, his red eyes alternately lucid and bewildered.
He, like a walking corpse, dragged his half-lame leg, and staggered to push open the window. ...
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