The instant those eyes locked onto him, Ji Jue, inside the car, was horrified, a chill running through his entire body.
But then he was left baffled... You fucking chased us all this way, plastered yourself against the window like some vengeful ghost, and now you were inviting me to dinner?
What dinner?
Only then did he realize something seemed off.
Everyone in the car silently turned to look at him. Even Lou Feng beside him instinctively edged away in shock, his gaze suspicious.
—You're with them?
Wait, don't tell me you're the one who led the Japanese here?
No...
Ji Jue glared in indignation. I finally managed to join the team, so how the fuck did I suddenly become the mole?
Before he could even raise his voice to refute the sudden accusation, someone else had already lost patience.
On the roof, Ji Liu, who had been waiting for the signal for a long time, came falling from the sky the moment he received Tong Shan's signal.
"—Fuck your mother!"
A mere two-meter drop, yet he descended like a meteorite falling from the sky—stomping down!
In an instant, he crushed the bizarre figure that had lunged at them beneath his feet. It was only a stomp, yet it stirred up a crimson tidal wave that spread outward, warping everything around them beneath the impact.
Blessing · [Wind Sweeping Away Clouds]!
Then, blood and fire surged and flowed, enveloping his right hand. He reached forward, seized the figure by the neck, yanked it off the ground, and slammed it down!
Spiritual Substance transformed into flame erupted forth, instantly swallowing the twisting, wriggling figure!
As though gasoline had been poured over it, the bloodfire clung to it like a bone-deep parasite, spreading at a frantic pace. Everything in its path turned