Chapter 157: The Death of Li Jian

"So it was you, you—bitch." Li Jian seemed enraged, cursing viciously as his back bled profusely; the wound was significantly worse than the gunshot wound he had suffered earlier.

"Got a problem with that—bastard!" Yaoyao retorted without any courtesy, her words as sharp as the dagger in her hands. Her weapons were a Tiger Fang Bayonet and a Butterfly Knife; whether they were genuine or replicas was unknown, but it didn't matter as long as they were effective.

Suddenly, Situ Yu realized, the whisper-like murmur he had heard was Yaoyao's voice. She must have been invisible right beside him just then; everything she said was true! His heart surged with excitement, astonished that such miraculous things could happen right before his eyes.

Li Jian coldly swept his gaze over the three of them, "No problem at all. Since you wish to die, let's all go to hell together!"

With that, he let out a ferocious roar, like a wild beast in a fit of rage—Rage of Chiyou!