"Urgh—?!"
"Aah—?!"
"Ugh—?!"
Amid the screams of the samurai, flashes of blood continually burst through the space as sharp daggers cut through flesh.
Some samurai had their hearts pierced, while others had their throats slit. Their bodies seemed to be made of paper; with the slightest stroke, the daggers easily sliced through skin and muscle, claiming life after life.
In that instant, Fang Li was like a vicious wolf that had pounced into a flock of sheep. The dagger in his hand was like Death's scythe, and his body moved like the wind as he weaved ceaselessly among the samurai, killing them with every gesture.
For a moment, the entire carriage echoed with the wails of the samurai.
Just then, the samurai rushing over from the carriages ahead finally arrived and witnessed the horrifying slaughter before them.
"F-found him!"
"Damn it!"
"He killed so many of us!"
The Hunting Group samurai seemed to have been greatly provoked. They all raised their Steam Guns and opened fire.
"Bang bang bang bang bang—!"
Gunfire immediately erupted, bathing the entire carriage in a hail of bullets.
But before that, Fang Li had already killed the last samurai.
"So, you came too late!"
With that, Fang Li suddenly flashed forward, charging into the next carriage and delivering a flying kick to its door.
"Bang—!"
With a loud crash, the carriage door slammed tightly shut.
"Clang clang clang clang clang—!"
The incoming barrage all struck the steel door, leaving bullet holes amid showers of fierce sparks.
"H-he escaped?!"
"Get after him!"
"Don't let him get away!"
Without hesitation, the samurai gave chase.
The Hunting Group's Hayajiro was not small in scale.
Even a single carriage was quite spacious.
Within that vast carriage, Fang Li had already become like an arrow, charging forward like a