Chen Ge moved too fast. The three of them had surrounded him, and one moment they were talking calmly; the next, someone was already lying on the ground, unable to get up.
In the blink of an eye, three people had become two, and both of the survivors were injured.
Doctor Li and Big Head had originally stood on opposite sides. After seeing Qu Ying knocked down, they instinctively moved closer to each other and stood together.
They held knives in their hands, their twisted expressions slowly freezing.
Their gazes shifted between the knives and the Skull Crusher Hammer. In terms of sheer professionalism, the man before them seemed more like an incurable lunatic, while they were merely patients with psychological problems.
They were all perverts, but there was a fundamental difference between them. Even in movies, they rarely saw characters who carried around such a ferocious iron hammer.
"You're tired too. Get some rest. Try not to do bad things in your next life."
Dragging the Skull Crusher Hammer, Chen Ge walked toward Doctor Li and Big Head. Their eyelids twitched as they stared at the thick stains of blood on the hammer, their faces turning deathly pale.
Chen Ge had been blocking the door the whole time. Big Head and Doctor Li knew he had never intended to let them go. Their only chance of survival was to fight with everything they had.
They had always thought they held the advantage. Only now did they suddenly realize that it wasn't Chen Ge who had been falling into the trap step by step—it was them.
His pupils narrowed. Without wasting words, Chen Ge charged at Doctor Li, dragging the Skull Crusher Hammer behind him.
Big Head had a wound in his stomach and couldn't run fast. Even if he