The desolate street was filled with a strong, bloody smell, and the shredded, bloodstained cars were parked chaotically on the road, with glass shards scattered everywhere from shattered car windows.
"Where am I?" A very beautiful woman, about in her twenties, rubbed her somewhat dizzy head, her large eyes scanning the unfamiliar surroundings.
She couldn't remember what had happened, not even who she was, as if her memory had suddenly been plucked away.
After walking forward for a long time, the beautiful woman finally saw another person.
A middle-aged man squatting on the ground, seemingly fiddling with something.
She planned to go over and ask, at least to find out where this was.
"Excuse me, sir..."
The beautiful woman called out softly from behind the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man turned his head.
