As the conversation ended, he realized the short man was still bowing his head, but his phone was no longer in his hands.
"Fell asleep?" The tall one bent down, leaning in to take a closer look at the shorter man.
However, just from that glance, he was suddenly jolted, his face turned the color of death, he was so frightened that his body swayed and he sat down hard on the ground, hands propping himself up as he frantically scrambled backward, shouting, "Someone… come… trouble…"
At this moment, the short man's face was completely split open, a large amount of black liquid seeping out from every orifice and split seams of the skin, along with fragments of flesh and black crystalline particles.
The tall man had only backed away two or three meters when he saw the short man's head lift uncontrollably, mouth gaping open towards him as a burst of black liquid sprayed out, smearing the tall man's face and body.
