C28 Prisoners

"Blood... "I want blood …"

The prisoner's hands were tightly wrapped around Jiang Shuo, making the iron chain hum. He wanted nothing more than to shove Jiang Shuo into his own body. His mouth was mumbling indistinctly, a trickle of blood seeped out from the corner of his mouth and flowed down along Jiang Shuo's neck. He looked satisfied. The redness in his eyes was getting thicker