"I want his life!"
"..." Ada Wong silently watched Yin Kuang.
"Whew!"
Wesker let out a long, teasing whistle and gave Red-Clad Yin Kuang a meaningful smile.
Red-Clad Yin Kuang clenched his fists and glared at Yin Kuang. "Coward, do you dare fight me fair and square?!"
Yin Kuang shrugged. "Why should I fight you fair and square? From the moment I came here, I was already prepared to die. I was gambling on that one-in-a-hundred-million chance of survival, just like when I injected that semi-finished G-Virus. Look, I'm practically doomed anyway. Do you think I'd still care about saving face? Besides, I really can't beat you. Rather than be captured by you and thrown to Isaacs for nothing, I might as well name my own price and make a fortune before I die. What do you think?"
Red-Clad Yin Kuang was so furious that his whole face reddened. He huffed and panted like an enraged bull.
Yin Kuang added, "Besides, if I'm going to feed myself to a tiger to save the world, such a great and glorious act should at least earn me a little compensation, shouldn't it? Oh, and not just you—every one of my clones must die or be destroyed."
The existence of those clones was the biggest thorn in Yin Kuang's heart, one that drove him mad!
And killing Red-Clad Yin Kuang would also earn him a massive amount of this world's "Source." Why wouldn't Yin Kuang be happy to do it?
When had Ada Wong ever been led around by the nose like this? She was furious beyond measure, yet utterly helpless. She knew that no one could guarantee capturing Yin Kuang alive before he killed himself. As for whether Yin Kuang would truly commit suicide, Ada Wong had no doubts. Even if Yin