Death

Li Huowang's breathing came fast, his pupils shrunk to pinpoints. Half-crouching, he looked at Qian Fu lying on the ground, coughing up bloody foam.

With a pained expression, Qian Fu reached out to plug the bloody hole in his chest, but no matter how he pressed it, blood still seeped relentlessly through his fingers.

He was wounded—and it looked like a fatal wound.

"Fifth Sister, Fifth Sister!!" Seeing Wu Qi, her face streaked with blood, rush over carrying a case to treat Qian Fu's injuries.

Li Huowang's face twisted viciously as he drew two combat knives and charged out from the corner. "I'll hold them off! You get out first!!"

The moment he emerged, Li Huowang saw their people already creeping over along the wall.

"Ahhh!!" Li Huowang roared, charging forward and slamming one of them against the wall. His blade plunged straight into the man's abdomen and churned wildly.

With a bang, tremendous force struck Li Huowang's shoulder and sent him flying. He had been shot.

Just as Li Huowang got back on his feet, two bullets struck his helmet, knocking him to the ground again.

When Li Huowang braced himself against the wall and stood up once more, he glared savagely at the enemies crouching behind cover not far away—those Siming who believed in the Dharma Sect!

The Siming crouched there with weapons in hand, their expressions cold and still as statues.

"Fuck you!" Li Huowang hurled a combat knife with all his strength. The spinning blade buried itself upright in one enemy's head.

In the instant their fire ceased, Li Huowang kicked off the ground and rushed into the cover with his blade. He yanked the knife from the man's head and slashed it at the others around him.

With a thunderous bang, Li Huowang was smashed