I pinched myself hard. Pain shot through my chest. Unexpectedly... it hurt.
"Ahh~"
I sucked in a breath and lowered my hand. For a moment, the only sound around me was the pouring rain. No other sounds... no,
Actually, there was something.
"Pfft~"
It sounded like something spurting. I slowly turned my head and saw a soldier holding what looked like a heavy machine gun.
A stream of blood nearly ten centimeters long was spurting from his nostril, splattering across the machine gun as if it were being painted red.
"F-Fang Yuxuan, you... you've got to be losing it."
Gao Song's awkward voice came through the Big Horn. Though I couldn't see what it looked like, I understood that it seemed to be hidden inside the tank.
"Ah!"
A scream suddenly came from behind me. In an instant, everyone's eyes—including mine—turned toward Ning Jing, who had screamed.
What... was wrong with her?
"You bunch of perverts, stop staring!"
After noticing everyone's gazes fixed on her, Ning Jing glanced up at the soldiers on the rooftops on either side of the street and shouted in disgust.
At once, I noticed that after Ning Jing shouted, all the men... looked embarrassed. They each turned their eyes away, and some...
even rubbed at the faint traces of blood beneath their noses.
Well, I didn't know why, but I thought I could understand how these men felt right now.
"Yuxuan!"
Ning Jing said as she ran over. She was panting, but didn't look particularly tired.
"Stop killing people. And... what's going on with you?"
"What's going on with me? I... I don't know. What's going on..."
I didn't know what was happening... but I knew who was responsible for me becoming like this.
I looked at Ning Jing.
"I want to kill people... Killing