C470 Please Think Twice

Xuan was hanging in a room on the third floor. His feet were not touching the ground, and there were whip marks on his face. His white clothes were dyed red with blood, and his eyes were tightly shut.

There was a person sitting on the black leather sofa with his legs crossed. There was a scar on his face, and he threw peanuts into his mouth to drink beer.

He should be Hei Zi