Chapter 837: Chapter 834: The Maiden’s Revenge
Hiss!
The Sand Monkey, who was roaring just a mont ago, had now beco a lifeless corpse.
Everyone felt an indescribable heaviness in their hearts.
They instinctively backed away, their eyes filled with both fear and despair as they looked at Qin Hao.
Ordinarily, they were considered ruthless people.
But compared to Qin Hao, a Demon who kills without blinking, they were still lacking.
So even wondered: Is this young man a Demon from Hell? Taking a life as casually as that is truly terrifying!
To everyone’s relief, Qin Hao didn’t seem intent on acting further.
He said calmly, "I’m a reasonable person. An eye for an eye; this guy wanted
to take action, so I obliged. Now that he’s dead, I won’t make things difficult for you."
Upon hearing this, everyone was overjoyed, and so even burst into tears of excitent.
"Thank you for sparing us, great hero!"
"May the great hero live a long life!"
"May the great hero’s fa spread across the world..."
With expressions of relief from surviving a disaster, they began to flatter him.
Normally, these people were accustod to flattery from their underlings.
But now, if their underlings saw their expressions and words, they would probably be so angry they’d spit blood.
Aren’t you all a bit too lowly?
Does this still qualify you as leaders of the Shark Gang!
Amidst the flattery, one voice was particularly noticeable: "With such skills, great hero, it is highly admirable, and I hope to join the Shark Gang to work together."
Everyone was stunned, looking at Da Fei who had walked over, their minds full of ridicule: What does this an, flattering even the killers now?
Da Fei was smiling, but inside he was cursing. If it weren’t to save his life, he would never humiliate himself like this.
But there was no choice; Qin Hao could end a life casually without giving him a chance to fight back. The only options were to reconcile or use a sneak attack.
As Da Fei ca closer, Qin Hao’s calm face gradually turned cold: "Are you Da Fei?"
Da Fei’s heart skipped a beat; he felt enveloped by murderous intent, becoming extrely stiff, estimating that in a fight, only thirty percent of his skills could be utilized.
He wasn’t a fool and naturally sensed that Qin Hao had sothing against him.
"I’m Da Fei, did I offend you in so way, great hero?"
Da Fei slowly bent down, making a gesture of respectful supplication, but in reality, one hand was moving toward his right waist.
Qin Hao said coldly, "Do you think it matters now to ask such questions, since you’re destined to die today anyway."
The cold statent was filled with overwhelming intent to kill, causing the hearts of the high-ranked individuals not far away to almost stop from tension.
And Da Fei, just an arm’s length away, felt his legs start to tremble.
His face turned ashen, yet he continued to smile obsequiously, "It’s fine if you wish to kill , but I need a reason before I die."
As he finished speaking, his hand reached into his pocket.
"Hey, there’s a gun in your pocket, right? By my count, there’s about a one percent chance you can kill ."
Qin Hao’s words caused Da Fei’s movents to freeze, his face full of terror.
Had his action been noticed? Was his final counterattack also futile?
But the next mont, another statent from Qin Hao gave Da Fei a glimr of hope and drove him to madness.
"You have one second to draw your gun and kill . Don’t miss the chance."
After speaking, Qin Hao, in the presence of everyone, actually turned around, presenting Da Fei with his back.
He’d seen rampant arrogance, but never soone rampant with their life.
Da Fei and the others were a bit stunned, what was this situation, was he seeking death?
After the shock, Da Fei beca furious, having no idea how many people he had killed in his life, and now, being treated as an ant?
Thinking I can’t kill you with a sneak attack and a gunshot to the back?
Fine, I’ll show you!
"Die!"
With determination, Da Fei shouted with rage, pulling out the gun from his pocket.
Instantly, he pulled the trigger.
With a bang, the bullet flew out, hitting Qin Hao on the back of his head.
"I’ve done it!"
Tears of joy stread down Da Fei’s face, thinking Qin Hao was confident in his reaction speed to avoid the bullet.
Now, with the bullet hitting the back of his head, what other chance did he have?
In that mont, Da Fei displayed a relieved, smug smile.
But the smile lasted only a tenth of a second before it vanished, replaced by shock.
Clang!
A crisp sound echoed, the bullet that clearly hit the back of Qin Hao’s head seed to have struck an unbreakable iron, bouncing off!
Bang!
Da Fei felt his scalp tingle, as if his worldview had been shattered.
Can even bullets be deflected? Are you still human?
No ti for more thought, he saw the bullet drawing an arc in the air, already ricocheting towards him.
Instinctively, an unprecedented sense of impending death surged through him, and Da Fei was suddenly shocked, trying to dodge the bullet.
But it was too late.
Scht!
The bullet hit his chest, seemingly harmless, but embedded into the muscle.
Blood poured from the wound, streaming down, Da Fei’s eyes widened in anguish as he fell down.
In the mont the bullet approached, mories of his misdeeds flooded back to him.
And he saw Qin Hao’s mocking smile.
Thud!
Fallen, Da Fei hadn’t completely died yet, his eyes bulged, emitting grating sounds from his throat.
Each sound made a spray of blood gush from his mouth.
Despite the bloody scene, Qin Hao remained calm, and oddly, Yan Chunjiao showed no reaction either.
She observed Da Fei on the ground with a scrutinizing look, then looked up and seriously asked Qin Hao, "Is he going to die?"
"Not yet dead."
Qin Hao drew a dagger from his pocket: "I told you, the task of killing him is yours."
"Thank you."
Yan Chunjiao took the knife, her petite body starting to move.
With each step, Da Fei’s body convulsed violently.
When she reached him, Da Fei saw her delicate face, his protruding eyes seed about to burst, and the grating frequency in his mouth accelerated.
"You’re begging for rcy."
Yan Chunjiao said calmly.
Da Fei wanted to nod, but lacked the strength, and could only blink repeatedly in acknowledgnt.
Even facing death, he hadn’t given up his will to live.
He really wanted to live.
"Begging won’t help."
Yan Chunjiao spoke coldly, squatting down, gripping the dagger and thrusting downward.
Scht!
The dagger slowly entered Da Fei’s chest, his body continuously twitching. Perhaps with a surge of energy as a final burst, he managed to grab Yan Chunjiao’s wrist.
Yan Chunjiao instinctively turned pale, but upon realizing he had no strength, she quickly regained composure and forcefully drove the dagger in.
Scht!
The heart beneath the muscle was pierced, Da Fei’s hand fell limp to the ground, his eyes wide open, face full of disbelief as he died completely.
Blood soaked her sleeves and shoes, yet Yan Chunjiao didn’t even glance.
She tossed the dagger to the ground, stood up and looked at the ceiling, speaking with deep emotion, "Tie Rou, I did it."
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