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"Kill!"
"Haha..."
Hu Yanting, with eyes like a leopard and a brutal disposition, is the most notorious among the head ranks of the Cyan Wolf Gang.
He sliced a fleeing nurse dead on the spot, the scorching blood splattering over his body, unable to resist the urge to howl at the sky, expressing his thrill.
"No!"
"Please no..."
In the next room, a woman's screams were shrill and desperate, yet they filled him with fervor, his copper bell-like eyes filling with blood.
"Woman!"
"Give me a woman!"
Hu Yanting bellowed to the heavens, turning to see a shadow hurling towards him.
What is it?
He instinctively swung his saber, splitting the shadow in two, the hot blood splattering as the body revealed its true form.
"Zhuang You..."
Narrowing his eyes, Hu Yanting glared fiercely ahead:
"Who?"
"It's me!"
Fang Zheng stepped out slowly, casually slitting a bandit's throat.
Hu Yanting squinted:
"Who are you?"
"The avenger!"
"Avenging whom?"
"My uncle!"
