The man's blood-stained face suddenly smiled…
That smile belonged to a hunter who was confident of capturing his prey.
Sally furrowed her brows with a hint of warning, "Unless you want to meet the God of Death."
The man moved in a way that Sally couldn't quite perceive, suddenly closing the gap between them, his bloodied lips pressed against the side of her neck, like a breathy kiss or a claim, "I am the God of Death!"
Sally was unimpressed, "Even the God of Death almost got taken out."
The man touched his nose, feeling a bit embarrassed about the incident.
Sally continued with her work, tossing three corpses into a black plastic steel box like they were dead pigs. One was too tall, so she broke his legs and folded him inside without showing the slightest mercy.
The man watched the entire process with pleasure.
"I am the vice president of the Azure Dragon Association, Huo Qing."