Guan Xiangfei knelt down on one knee, his lower leg bent at an odd angle, as if... his bone had been broken by a kick?!

Qi Yunxiao took two steps back and said arrogantly, "You lost!"

Guan Xiangfei, who was originally covered in cold sweat from the pain, gritted his teeth and stood up again, using his good right leg to put on the ground: "Who will have the last laugh, we don't know yet!"

Qi Yunxiao glanced at Guan Xiangfei slowly and said solemnly, "Let's go again."

Guan Xiangfei swung his fist, and with a powerful kick of one leg, he charged towards Qi Yunxiao like a cannonball.

A muffled thud!

Guan Xiangfei struck Qi Yunxiao's injured shoulder, but Qi Yunxiao deflected the force by turning to the side, losing 90% of it.

Qi Yunxiao's punch landed hard on Guan Xiangfei's chest.

"Pfft!" Guan Xiangfei coughed up blood, and his chest caved in instantly!

He looked down in disbelief at his chest, feeling waves of dizziness and a loss of strength: "This... how is this possible..."

Guan Xiangfei is dead.

He died from Qi Yunxiao's fist.

Qi Yunxiao's wound reopened, bleeding profusely, and Shen Qingyu led him away to get it bandaged.

Li Jiaoyue can finally go home in peace.

Shi Jixian was one of the people in the know, and he came to collect Guan Xiangfei's body immediately after he died.

Killing an escaped convict is not considered a crime; rather, it is considered a meritorious act.

While cleaning Qi Yunxiao's wounds, Shen Qingyu muttered, "You went to cooperate with Li Jiaoyue without consulting me. Aren't you afraid that Li Jiaoyue will overthink things?"

Looking at his wife so close to him, Qi Yunxiao felt a surge of tenderness in his heart: "I only care if you're overthinking things. I don't care what she thinks or does."

Shen Qingyu was dumbfounded: What a scumbag!