"Hahaha! Even if you really are a god of death, I doubt you can outrun a bullet! So, deal's off!" Bai Yang gripped the gun even tighter. He hadn't witnessed the legend of the god of death firsthand, but there was no doubt he was a terrifying being. However, with a gun in his hand and pointed at him at close range, "Even if he really is G, he can't dodge bullets. This is reality, not a movie. There are no superpowers, no ghosts or gods. So, no matter how powerful G is, he's still just a human."

Li Jia didn't care about Bai Yang's assessment. After listening to Bai Yang's words, she shook her head slightly and sighed softly, "Some people never learn until they see the coffin! Don't you think so?"

As they spoke, Li Jia's men were already standing in front of Bai Yang, her left hand gripping Bai Yang's wrist holding the gun. Amidst the pain, the sound of bones cracking reached Bai Yang's ears, and sweat instantly poured down Bai Yang's forehead. "How...how is this possible?"

"You're right, I can't outrun a bullet, but I can outrun your movements!" After saying that, Li Jia grabbed Bai Yang's wrist and twisted it suddenly, and a twisted and deformed arm was born along with Bai Yang's howl.

"Smack!" Li Jia delivered a close-range elbow strike to Bai Yang's back of the head. A few hours later, a brand new vegetative state patient was born.

Xiao Liang was startled by Bai Yang's screams and broke out in a cold sweat. He knew Bai Yang's strength very well, and he also knew Bai Yang's voice very well. He quickly put down Bai Zirou, who was still struggling desperately, grabbed his gun, and jumped out of the bathroom.

"Ugh...!!!" Xiao Liang clutched his throat, the blood slowly dripping from his fingers making him feel his body being slowly drained. The chill from the bottom of his heart gradually made him lose his life, while Li Jia slowly appeared behind him.

"Are you alright?" After killing Xiao Liang, Li Jia walked up to Wang Yuying, untied her ropes, and asked with concern.

"I'm fine, you... you killed someone..." Wang Yuying hadn't yet recovered from Li Jia's actions. After knocking Bai Yang unconscious, Li Jia darted to the bathroom door in a flash. Before Xiao Liang could react, a black, sharp weapon slashed his throat. The whole process took less than two seconds. In the blink of an eye, a life was lost before her eyes. Li Jia's expression after killing the person also made her feel uneasy.

"Hehe, yes, I killed someone. Are you scared?" Li Jia said as she helped Wang Yuying up, while Bai Zirou's soft sobs could be heard from the bathroom.

"Go see her, I'll handle things here!" Li Jia said, taking out her phone. "Huaxia Hotel, clean it up thoroughly. Yeah, no, one's dead and the other's turned into an idiot, there won't be any future troubles." After saying that, Li Jia hung up the phone and looked back at Bai Zirou, disheveled, walking out of the bathroom with Wang Yuying's help.

"Leave here first, don't say anything, I'll handle it!" Li Jia felt a little sorry for the two of them looking so distraught. It had been a long time since she had seen anything like this. The longer she stayed in the city, the more emotional she seemed to become. Even her heart, which had been as steady as a mountain and a glacier, began to experience all sorts of primal emotional changes.

Li Jia saw the two out of the room and booked them a luxury suite on the top floor. "You can stay here for now. No one will bother you. Remember, neither of you has ever stayed in that room before." After saying that, she gave them a reassuring hug and left the hotel.

As soon as Li Jia left the hotel, she took out her phone, thought for a moment, and dialed the number of Fifth Elder Su Heyu. "Make arrangements for me. I need to see Hai Rui tonight. Yes, quickly!" After hanging up, Li Jia looked up at the stars and muttered to herself, "The Kiss of Death..."