Xiao Zuo did not give up. Howling in pain, he raised the kitchen knife and swung at Siyu again.
This time, Siyu could not retreat any farther. She could only meet the kitchen knife head-on with her scimitar.
The next moment.
Both weapons flew out of their hands. When the scimitar and kitchen knife collided, the powerful vibrations made it impossible for either of them to keep their grip.
After all, both Xiao Zuo and Siyu were ordinary people. Siyu was simply more twisted and did not care about getting hurt.
"Ah!"
Just then, Editor Mingyue picked up the fruit knife from the floor. With a shout, she thrust it toward Siyu's back.
Siyu turned her head and glared at Editor Mingyue.
Startled, Editor Mingyue fell to the floor.
"Looks like you two have a pretty good chance!"
Lin Fan said bluntly, "Xiao Zuo, attack Siyu's knees as much as you can. If you stop her from walking, you two will most likely survive."
Hearing this.
Xiao Zuo once again gritted through the pain. He leaped up and slammed hard into Siyu, then repeatedly kicked her knees.
Before long.
Siyu completely lost her mobility. She wanted to fight back, but there was nothing she could do.
Lin Fan calculated on his fingers, and a smile appeared on his face. Honestly, even he had not expected Xiao Zuo and Editor Mingyue to survive.
He had originally thought Siyu would kill Xiao Zuo and Editor Mingyue.
"You're both going to die!"
Although Siyu could no longer move around, she still had her hands. Using them, she kept crawling toward Xiao Zuo, seemingly still intent on attacking him.
"Don't hurt Xiao Zuo!"
Seeing that Xiao Zuo had nowhere left to retreat, Editor Mingyue looked around, grabbed an ashtray from the table, and smashed