I don't know who broke open the door first and broke into Shen's house, and then began the endless killing. No matter how many screams and pleas they made, they could not stop their movements. Blood was splashed like ink on this spring night that originally exuded the fragrance of green grass. The misty and fine raindrops fell everywhere, hitting the leaves silently.
More than a dozen men in black, like wild beasts excited by the smell of blood, patrolled the house wantonly. The sound of their weapons piercing the air was like the whistling of the wind, coming in all directions.
In a room they had not yet reached, a woman in brocade clothes reluctantly hugged a pretty girl about eight years old, and then handed her over to the boy next to her.
Purpose: Don't be greedy
