He looked coldly at the woman in the pool, who no longer struggled. A cold sneer curved his thin lips.,Those serving Southern Evening Smoke entered the bathroom trembling. When they saw the woman floating in the bathtub, they screamed in terror —,Air rushed back into Nan Wan'yan's nostrils. She retched, spewing a pool of blood, then slumped against the edge of the bathtub, gasping for breath.。