Of course, it wasn't that Xue Jia herself had no head. It was... it was her shadow. The more the hoodie-wearing man thought about it, the more frightened he became. Just as Jiang Lei was touching Xue Jia's clothes, a flash of light passed by, and he happened to see their shadows on the ground.
At that single glance, the hoodie-wearing man froze. A chill ran through his entire body.
Their shadows stood close together, but Xue Jia's shadow had nothing above its neck!
The bar was dim to begin with. He'd only noticed because of that flash of light.
The hoodie-wearing man had no idea what had happened, but he knew coming here tonight had been a mistake.
You can't reason with someone determined to die. He'd already told Jiang Lei and the others everything he could, and given the way they treated him, there was no way he'd risk going back to find them.
Good luck to them. The hoodie-wearing man made up his mind, pushed through the packed crowd, and hurried toward the entrance they'd come through.
"Jiajia." Jiang Lei put down his glass, looking a little displeased. "What are you looking at?"
Ever since Zhou Ze said he was going to the restroom, Jiang Lei had noticed Xue Jia repeatedly glancing in the direction he'd gone, as if waiting for him to come back. That greatly displeased Jiang Lei, who thought highly of himself.
Xue Jia seemed not to notice the displeasure in Jiang Lei's voice. After a moment, she asked softly, "Where did Zhou Ze go? If he went to the restroom... it shouldn't take this long, should it?"
The guy in the floral shirt was Jiang Lei's loyal sidekick. Seeing Lei Ge's expression change, he immediately chimed in with disdain, "Zhou Ze's just