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These Mouthy Little Hands occasionally saw Fang Yue injure the two men, and they would bob rhythmically, as if keeping time to music and celebrating his successive victories.

Still, they didn't dare get too close, afraid the shockwaves from the three men's battle would take them out.

After losing an arm, Thief Second's combat strength had dropped considerably. As they fought, the situation grew more and more unfavorable for him.

Looking at the surrounding anomalies, he couldn't help shouting.

"Ye Niu Niu! Don't push me too far! I still have one ultimate move. If I use it, we'll both go down!

"Look at all these little hands and that mysterious anomaly lurking nearby, just waiting for us to take each other out so it can devour our flesh and blood!

"Under these circumstances, can you really focus on fighting? Do you really want us to take each other out?"

Thief First's eyes lit up when he heard this.

"Second, are you going to use that move?"

"That's right! If he keeps pushing me, I'll take him down with me!"

Thief Second spoke fiercely, his face twisted into a grimace, but inside he was terrified.

Because... he didn't have "that move"!

Years ago, to save face and keep people from messing with him, Thief Second had built a reputation for himself as someone who possessed an ultimate trump card that would take his opponent down with him.

He'd had his lackeys spread the rumor, and soon it had made him famous among the night thieves.

Most night thieves kept their distance from someone who could take them down at any moment, unwilling to provoke him.

As time passed, Thief Second flourished in that peaceful environment and grew into the man he was today.

His so-called "move" that would take them both