"Police, time to clean up!"
Upon hearing this voice, the four people in the room on the fifth floor looked at each other in dismay.
"That's Junze's voice," Zhang Xiaomo immediately said.
Without saying anything, Mei Lianhua and Huang Wenjian immediately left the room and stepped out into the corridor, craning their necks to look down.
They saw that there was no one downstairs, but a three-meter-long fat worm lay rigidly curled up on the ground, already breathless. The black non-Newtonian fluid was spread all over the floor, still slowly moving.
However, it could be seen that the non-Newtonian fluid had likewise changed, slowly forming into a solid.
"Dead! The fatty has been killed! It really was a giant worm!" Huang Wenjian said.
"Damn!" Mei Lianhua couldn't help but curse in astonishment, "Did Yan Junze kill it? How did he take this guy down? Indeed, not even the way of dying is usual, now it looks utterly dead!"
