"Crack!"
With a slight squeeze of that hand, the venomous snake exploded into a spray of bloody mist!
The eccentric-looking youth in his line of sight tilted his head and curled his lips into a smile. The scarred man's pupils contracted sharply, and overwhelming terror shot up his spine into his brain.
"Whoosh!"
Air whipped past. Instinctively, the scarred man pulled back, returning to the plain-looking woman's side.
Mu Nujiao came to her senses. She glanced at the two assassins, then at Zhao Manyan, folded her arms, and took a step back.
"Keep them alive."
Burning Heaven's eyes lit up. "You're actually letting me fight? Zhou Sining never lets me fight."
"That's why I said keep them alive. No eating them. They're filthy."
"You got it!"
Burning Heaven slid one hand into his hair. His two utterly uncanny eyes locked onto the scarred man and the woman with the sinister smile. His lips curved upward slightly, as though he faced a difficult decision.
"Should I take off their hands or their feet first? Let's see... hmm, hands it is."
The moment his playful voice faded, both assassins' right hands abruptly shriveled like garbage bags tossed into a fire. At the breaking point, they exploded, spraying fine bloody mist everywhere and staining a broad stretch of ground red!
"Next, the right legs."
Burning Heaven extended an index finger, and the same scene played out again. Both assassins' left legs exploded, even their bones reduced to imperceptibly fine fragments that scattered with the bloody mist!
"Oh, better stop the bleeding."
Burning Heaven blinked his big, clear eyes, and the horrifying wounds on the assassins rapidly scabbed over...
"The other legs. Break."
"Crack! Crack! Crack!"
"Crack! Crack! Crack!"
A series of crisp bone-breaking sounds rang through the silent night. The pair's remaining right