It's hard to describe such an expression.
On the dark skin appeared the pallor of death, yet the bloodshot eyes stared at him intently, and the corners of the mouth slowly cracked open.
Silent laughter.
Such a smile was too exaggerated, too terrifying—the corners of the mouth stretched endlessly to the sides, followed by the lips in the center, bleeding and unfolding violently, suddenly swelling!
A bizarre mix of flesh and bone, like a blooming flower.
The four-lobed mouthpart squirmed, suddenly lunging out!
Bang!
Tu Sihai screamed instinctively, staggered back a step, but was tripped by a bottle, falling to the ground, scrambling backward on his hands and feet.
Instinctively wanting to reach for the bedside, fumbling, but unable to find his gun.
Bang!!
The porthole vibrated violently, blood spread, crack opened.
Bang!!!
The mutant figure once again exerted all its force, slammed into the window, instantly shattering into a mess of flesh and blood.
Like a heap of sludge.
