C825 Mad Man

Chen Yan's expression changed and strode over to help Teng Yueming up. "What happened?"

Teng Yueming's face was still ugly. There was clearly panic in his eyes. He grabbed Chen Yan's arm tightly and shook his head slowly, "No …" "Nothing."

Chen Yan saw a doll lying quietly inside the delivery box that was thrown onto the ground. The doll was covered in blood, probably tomato sauce