"Aaaah! Oh my God, blood!" The people around him were also shocked and shouted.

The girl was so shocked that her eyes were wide open. She just could not believe her eyes. The younger Mr. Walsh's hand was hit by a fork. Was someone helping her out?

The girl hurriedly got up from the ground and hid far away. She was shivering with fear, and she just wanted to leave the party immediately. The younger Mr. Walsh gripped his wrist. He was so afraid that his legs went limp and he fell directly to the ground.

“Blood! Blood! Ah! Why is my right hand so numb? God, I can't lose my hand!” He grunted.

The older Mr. Walsh rushed over from the side at this time. He held his brother's shoulders and asked, "What's wrong? What happened? What's wrong with your hand?"

He turned his head to look around and bellowed, "Who did this? Who did this? Why are you hiding after you did such a thing?"

"Damn it! Turn off the music!!!" The older Mr. Walsh yelled hysterically. The music on the dance floor was finally turned off, and the sudden silence seemed to shroud the entire hall.

around them have all taken

get involved in such a bad luck and

the terrifying palm of his brother. He was so angry that his face was twisted. Maybe all the tendons and veins were broken in his hand. He had no idea if his brother would still

brother's hand, and we are on the 3rd floor at the

dared to move his hand, and no one dared to pull the fork off. They feared that once it was pulled off, his blood would gush straight out and could not be stopped. The hall was in a

buffet, and she took advantage of the confusion just now to sneaked to the

a cup of mango Oreo and slowly tasted

way, no one should

be having

a clear, male voice rang out

around, she knew it

ghost,

It's delicious.” Joyce did not return her head, and only said

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