The one grabbing the bun was a disheveled woman, stuffing it into her mouth with both hands, like a starving ghost reincarnated.,He drew his dagger from his belt, and bending over, he cut a strip of flesh from the side of the man's head near his ear. He then tossed the bloody piece into a bag filled with filth.,Shen Tang walked silently, burying her head down, trying hard to find memories related to this body.。