Inside were bodies blown to pieces by the explosion, clothes charred beyond recognition, limbs incomplete, just fragments of corpses like charcoal.
Xing Ze almost collapsed to the ground.
His face was deathly pale.
Everyone was searching for Ling Tian'ao, but the bodies here were all blasted to bits, disfigured by tons of bombs.
Many heads were separated from their bodies, hundreds of meters away.
It's been a whole week, and they haven't found a living Ling Tian'ao.
Xing Ze had to admit, the body beside the pendant was almost certainly Ling Tian'ao's!
Looking at the pendant in his hand, how could he explain this to Xia Zhisu?
"Still not found?" Former President Luo Sama of Brazil asked painfully.
Xing Ze shook his head, "Found this, it's Ling Tian'ao's personal item."
It was the pendant Xia Zhisu gave Ling Tian'ao.
Luo Sama glanced again at the charred body parts in Xing Ze's arms, almost stumbling, she turned her head away, unwilling to look.
