How dare they insult her cult leader!

There is already a way to die!

Ye Bufan paused, his hand gripping the blade. Was it too late for him to call him Brother Jie now?

After all, he really did attract the attention of the believers, so it doesn't seem like a huge loss.

Qi Jie took a deep breath, and his trembling arm suddenly gripped the baseball bat, as if it could grant him strength.

He admitted that Yu Rui's appearance made him uneasy, after all, no matter how much he liked to pretend to be the older brother, he was still a student at heart.

Seeing such a strange figure in red on this pitch-black road, he had to give the person a thumbs up if he wasn't panicking.

His thoughts were in turmoil, but Qi Jie also kept a close eye on Yu Rui in front of him. He saw the ground beneath her feet crack and then disappear in an instant.

bite!

The blood-covered claws and baseball bat sparked as they rubbed together, making those scarlet eyes even clearer.

Before he could take another look, a sense of crisis surged into his heart, and he suddenly squatted down.

Snap!

The curved blade that popped out from his forearm slid across his scalp, ruffling a lot of hair, and then a kick came flying in!

Qi Jie's expression turned ruthless as he reached out without flinching, trying to grab that fair ankle.

But the blood was flowing above, and before the foot even arrived, a red spike shot out!

when!

The immense force struck the baseball bat, causing Qi Jie's hands to go numb, and his body uncontrollably rolled backward.

This was the first time he had been at a disadvantage in a direct confrontation. Were the followers of the Creation Cult really that powerful?

Before I could ponder the questions in my mind, the red figure was already approaching in my peripheral vision.

The blood-red claws came straight at him, as if trying to pierce through a meatball, and pierced right through him!