"He's dead, he's actually dead?" Yuwen Hao suddenly lets out a stunned yell.
Jia Zhenkun has been killed by Li Er Niu?
A squadron leader of the Security Bureau, with a group of twenty or thirty subordinates, carrying top-notch equipment, hunting down a scavenger of the underworld, but not only did he fail to bring the fugitive's head, he was instead killed?
This...
How is this possible?
In a moment, Yuwen Hao was dumbstruck. This was... unbelievable, unacceptable!
Then followed a great outrage. That Li punk actually dared to kill his right-hand man. This was... this was utter audacity, insanity!
"Dead, Li Er Niu is finally dead."
At first, when Yang Huining heard Yuwen Hao's question, her body suddenly tensed up. Her ears, giving a slight twitch, couldn't help but perk up too.
But then, hearing the two words "dead", her body instantly went limp again. At that moment, waves of...
Relief? Release? Sorrow?