"Tap, tap, tap."
Low footsteps sounded.
The members of Black Maitreya jumped down from the high-rises one after another.
They marched toward Yixiu in orderly steps.
The Snake Group members took defensive stances as though facing a formidable enemy.
Every member of Black Maitreya was a villain, and their killing intent was even denser than that of these professional killers.
From a distance, everyone in Black Maitreya seemed shrouded in thick black mist.
This was killing intent taking physical form.
The deputy leader swallowed.
"Who are you...?"
"Black Maitreya."
The man in the lead said quietly, "A friend asked us to come kill some people."
"Thump."
Yixiu lay down, drained of strength, the cigarette in his mouth glowing and dimming.
A smile rose at the corners of his mouth.
Little White Tiger's reinforcements had arrived.
"You all right?"
Wu Yan had met Yixiu before, and the two greeted each other familiarly.
"One second later and I'd have killed myself," Yixiu cursed. "Do you love showing up at the last second that much?"
"Sorry. Traffic jam."
"Can you fucking come up with a decent excuse?" Yixiu snapped.
Wu Yan fell silent for a moment, then answered with a straight face, "Air traffic jam."
"Fuck."
A Black Maitreya member helped Yixiu up.
"Leave the city first. Old Ninth is waiting outside. Leave the rest to me."
Wu Yan grasped at thin air.
The Demon Law appeared in his hand.
"By the Demon Law, I pronounce judgment upon your crimes."
"First crime: slaughtering my compatriots. Punishable by death."
"Second crime: entering the Dragon Kingdom without authorization. Punishable by death."
"Third crime: spying on the Dragon Kingdom. Punishable by death."
"Fourth crime: being from Kou Island. You deserve ten thousand deaths."
"Snap."
Wu Yan closed the Demon Law, his low voice seeming to come