The clumsy, contorted giant mosquito attacked He Qing in desperation, not caring about the consequences at all. Even if its proboscis really lacked any killing power, it refused to relax in the slightest. Lunging and jabbing erratically, it seemed to have even forgotten its own instincts.
This behavior was too abnormal, even carrying a sense of final desperation, as if it wished to perish together with her!
As He Qing continued to dodge, her frown deepened. The mosquito seemed to be just an enlarged version of an ordinary mosquito. All along, He Qing had never thought much of them or believed they could suddenly become intelligent.
How could it now be so persistent?
At that moment, she finally could make out the faint thoughts mixed within the buzzing—
"Mom… died… died… revenge… kill…"
He Qing was startled. Shan Yingxin… died?
Good heavens, aside from slapping her, Yu Dandan hadn't done anything else! How did the revenge fall upon the two of them?
