Zhou Ji rubbed the city wall with his head like a boneless snake.
How much determination and strength does it take to kill oneself by hitting one's head against the wall?
Nathaniel Ying didn’t know and couldn’t do it.
Death has always been the most terrifying thing for him, and he is afraid of death.
Looking at the fallen body, he seemed to see blood sliding down the wall, but in fact he could not see it at all from five hundred steps away.
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