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Black Sky had not expected Du Mu to be so ruthless that he had planted a bomb inside Madame Gao beforehand.

And he had detonated it without hesitation—the moment he said explode, it exploded.

Black Sky considered himself a demon with few moral boundaries, a bad seed even among his own kind—the sort who never did a single good deed and committed every evil imaginable.

Yet this human before him had one underhanded trick after another, and his methods were even more vicious. He never hesitated when he struck.

That style of doing things made him seem even more like a demon than Black Sky himself!

With Du Mu's enthusiastic assistance, Madame Gao successfully escaped Black Sky's clutches, but the other leaders were not so fortunate.

Black mist enveloped them, leaving them nowhere to run. The instant their skin touched it, it began to rot away. Their flesh peeled from their bones bit by bit, and a pungent stench of decay quickly spread through the air.

Their screams rose and fell, but after only a few seconds, all sound ceased.

Those leaders, along with the ninjas beside them, turned into dark-red pools of blood in the blink of an eye. The black energy devoured them completely, leaving not even a scrap behind.

The Five Fingers of the Hand, who had plagued Hell's Kitchen for so long, had been utterly wiped out without even a shred of dignity.

The five of them could not even piece together a complete corpse.

Du Mu clicked his tongue at the sight. "As expected of a demon evil by nature. You didn't even spare your four loyal subordinates. That's truly cold-blooded."

Black Sky's mouth twitched.

Bullshit. You were the one who killed one of them.

But he could no longer be bothered arguing with