Even as he coughed up blood and his body grew covered in wounds, Ye Chen still did not intervene. Even Kalifa and the others could hardly bear to watch.
But it was not over. Iron Man kicked Lucci to the ground again and planted a foot on him. He laughed with wild arrogance. "Lucci, it's almost over. I'm sending you to your grave."
Lucci kept struggling, desperate to stand again. Even if he lost, even if he died, he wanted to die on his feet. But all his strength seemed to have been drained away. He could not even fight back against Iron Man's foot.
"Damn it!"
Lucci gritted his teeth, his eyes cold, and pounded his clenched fists against the ground. Failing the mission meant nothing. Neither did being killed.
But Lucci could not accept dying before he had even seen Spandine!
As Iron Man prepared to kill Lucci, Kalifa and the others were terrified. It was not that they feared blood. They simply did not want Lucci to die.
Lucci had always been cold and ruthless, but to them, he was like an older brother. Every one of them admired and respected him. As for the current CP9 members, who acted as though they were above everyone else, none of them had earned their respect.
"Iron Man, behind you!"
Just as Iron Man was about to finish Lucci off, someone cried out.
Iron Man paused, then cursed irritably. "What about behind me? Can't you see I've got Lucci under my foot?"
"Behind you! Behind you..."
The CP9 member did not stop shouting. His eyes nearly bulged from their sockets in fright.
His cries were shrill and urgent. His face had gone white, his expression stricken, as though he had seen something truly horrifying.
The man was nearly in