Suicide? Why would he kill himself?
Zhang Shan stared blankly at Chu Qingjiu, his eyes brimming with confusion.
"Your hand has started growing eyes."
Lin Ran's words fell into Zhang Shan's ears in an even tone, sending a chill through his entire body.
So he had already been contaminated, ever since he touched the eyes.
He did not know why he had touched them. It was as if he had been bewitched, losing control of himself.
The itching in his fingertips made Zhang Shan scratch uncontrollably, but that only spread the eyes from one hand to both.
Anyone who touched the eyes would be contaminated.
That was the unspoken conclusion they had all reached.
"Hahaha..."
Zhang Shan suddenly burst out laughing.
His narrow eyes squinted into slits, his mouth opened wide, and his unrestrained laughter made him look utterly deranged.
Especially with all those closed eyes covering his hands, he looked grotesque beyond belief.
What would someone do if they knew they did not have long to live?
Wu Zhong had chosen to hurt others. So did Zhang Shan.
Zhang Shan charged toward the only woman present, because women were the easiest targets.
"If I can't live, neither can you!"
Zhang Shan laughed maniacally, completely abandoning all restraint.
He was going to die anyway. What was wrong with taking someone down with him?
Why did he have to be the one to die? It wasn't fair!
"Are you out of your mind?!"
Zhao Yang raised his leg and kicked the crazed Zhang Shan with all his strength, knocking him straight to the ground and sending him skidding some distance.
Zhang Shan never even had a chance to get near Lin Ran, let alone take him down with him.
He could only stagger shakily to his feet, staring in terror at