"Who are you?" Bai Liao pulled out his dagger and licked his lips. "Who sent you to kill me?"
He had many enemies, but for the moment he couldn't remember who they were.
But which enemy could send someone to infiltrate the National Freshman Tournament venue and attack him?
Without uttering a single word, the seven men in black, like cold killing machines, drew their long swords and launched a siege against Bai Liao.
A fierce battle ensued.
The battle was almost entirely one-sided.
The gap in strength is too huge.
Bai Liao was eventually pierced through the body by seven long swords, looking like clothes nailed to a wall by seven swords; his condition was extremely tragic.
The shadow of death loomed over everything he did...
The past flashed through his mind like a revolving lantern: his dead parents, his master whom he had killed, his childhood in the junkyard, and the days he spent scrambling for bread with a few older kids...
The intense pain and difficulty breathing were nothing compared to what was happening now; every nerve seemed to be struggling, but despair and helplessness had completely overwhelmed Bai Liao's consciousness...
In the past, when completing assassination missions, Bai Liao always enjoyed watching with a cold smile the desperate expressions on the faces of his bounty targets before he killed them...
Unexpectedly, this time, he experienced that feeling of despair firsthand...
"Is this what death feels like...?"
Bai Liao struggled to lift his eyelids, but they grew heavier and heavier, completely out of his control.
Confusion.
Eventually, it loses all sensation and falls into a deep sleep...
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