In the stairwell, the lights are dim.

The man was wearing a black jacket and was leaning weakly on the stairs, with bright red blood dripping from his arms to the ground.

The puddle is as big as the mouth of a bowl and is so red that it dazzles your eyes!

When the man heard the noise, he slowly raised his head, revealing his pale and handsome profile, "Help...help me."

"I am not a bad guy."

Shen Yan frowned and did not let down his guard, "Where are you ...