"They were leaning closer and closer, making my nerves tense and my blood rush to my head. In a daze, I seemed to hear some kind of voice; they were talking."
"This thing smells so good. Big Brother, should we take a bite?" a burly man with a Northeastern accent spoke up first.
Wu Sifeng looked around in every direction, but she didn't see a soul. There were only four great white sharks circling her, their snouts tipped with arrows, not knowing where to start eating.
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