Jin Biao clutched his wrist, the pain contorting his face; he glared at Zhui Ming with wide eyes, burning with rage.
Standing to the side, Fenzi was intimidated by the murderous aura emanating from Zhui Ming, but seeing Jin Biao suffer a setback, he also began to get angry.
The two exchanged a glance and immediately revealed their vicious expressions, wanting to join forces to teach Zhui Ming a lesson.
"You little brat, you're asking for it!"
They simultaneously swung their fists and charged towards Zhui Ming, shouting loudly in an attempt to overwhelm each other with their momentum.
However, Zhui Ming remained unmoved.
Seeing the two men attacking him from both sides, he slightly shifted his body and easily dodged Jin Biao's attack.
Then, he quickly grabbed Fenzi's wrist and pressed it down hard, causing Fenzi to scream in pain.
At the same time, Jin Biao's fist was also in front of Zhui Ming.
As if he had eyes in the back of his head, Zhui Ming suddenly turned around and kicked Jin Biao in the knee.
The latter felt his knees buckle and lost his balance, falling forward.
Taking advantage of the moment, Zhuiming released Fenzi, grabbed Jinbiao by the back of his collar, and lifted him up. He slammed Jinbiao to the ground with a forceful throw. Jinbiao screamed in agony, nearly fainting from the pain.
Seeing this, Fenzi wanted to rush up to help, but Zhuiming had already blocked his way.
Zhuiming looked at him coldly, a hint of coldness flashing in his eyes.
Fenzi was intimidated by his gaze, and his heart trembled. He dared not go forward again.
Zhuiming gave Fenzi no further chances, kicking him in the stomach. The latter immediately doubled over in pain, unable to straighten up.
Throughout the entire process, Zhui Ming's movements were fluid and swift, without a single superfluous motion; his speed was astonishing.
Jin Biao and Fen Zai lay on the ground, howling in pain, too preoccupied to think about anything else.
Hua Hudie wiped the cold sweat from the two of them. He had never actually seen Zhui Ming make a real move, but if there were a ranking of combat power on Paradise Island, he would definitely put Zhui Ming at the top.
After all, in the city of Spades, which is full of gangs, only Chase is fighting alone.
A man who even the King of Spades and the Ace of Spades give some respect is not someone to be trifled with.
Pinkie's face contorted as he looked at Butterfly and shouted:
"Fourth Master Hua, our brothers have been beaten, why are you just standing there without saying a word!"
Flower Butterfly's face instantly darkened. These two brothers not only couldn't understand human language, but they also wanted to drag him down with them.
He glanced at the two of them with a look that said, "They're hopeless," then turned his head away, unable to bear looking at them directly, and said to Zhui Ming:
"Boss, you can do whatever you want with them, I don't care anymore."
Zhuiming looked at him and teased, "Are you sure? Your main city is undefended, you won't come looking for trouble with me, will you?"
Although the butterfly liked to make many friends, he simply couldn't handle these two brothers. He sighed:
"It doesn't matter, there are plenty of 'Plum Blossom 3', we don't need two more."
The butterfly's voice contained regret, but even more so, it was filled with ruthlessness.
The City of Plum Blossoms provides more opportunities for residents of lower social status, but this also means that, in their eyes, the so-called "Plum Blossom 2" and "Plum Blossom 3" are no different from vagrants.
They are all just pawns that can be discarded at will.
In contrast, in the block city where one must stand out from hundreds of people and an identity card recognizes only one person, every official resident is especially precious.
"Chase! Chase! Chase them to their deaths!"
Pinky was the first to react; his pupils dilated in disbelief.
The masked man in front of you is none other than the infamous "8 of Spades" assassin, Chase!
The two brothers immediately realized the seriousness of the situation. They reached out their hands to the butterfly and pleaded:
"Fourth Master, we were wrong! You can't treat us like this!"
The butterfly shook off their hands and ignored them.
The two of them scrambled to Zhui Ming's feet, enduring the excruciating pain as they kowtowed and said:
"Lord Zhui Ming, we were blind to your greatness, we were wrong, please let us go!"
Zhui Ming retorted in a cold voice:
"Whom should you apologize to?"
The two immediately understood, and climbed back to the side of the stream, saying with a hint of fear and pleading:
"Grandma, we really didn't know you were Lord Zhui Ming's man. Please, beg Lord Zhui Ming to spare our lives!"
Chuanliu smiled and squatted down to be at eye level with the two of them.
She suddenly smiled sweetly, a smile so genuine and innocent, like a gentle spring breeze, refreshing and delightful.
"Fine, I'll spare your lives."
She spoke softly, her voice gentle and melodious.
In an instant, it seemed as if a dazzling holy light emanated from behind Chuanliu, making her appear like an angel descended from heaven.
Fenzi and Jinbiao stared at her, their fear and despair seemingly dispelled by the warm light, replaced by a glimmer of hope.
However, Chuanliu's next words were like a bucket of cold water, pouring harshly on their newly ignited hopes.
"But... if we leave one person behind... then you can decide for yourselves who should die."
As he spoke, Chuanliu drew his dagger and placed it between the two of them.
The air seemed to freeze. Fenzi and Jinbiao looked at each other, then at the knife on the ground.
No one made the first move.
Suddenly, a hint of resentment flashed in Jin Biao's eyes. He glared at Fenzi and hissed:
"It's all your fault! You insisted on bringing me to this lousy auction. Now look what's happened, we're both going to die!"
Fenzi trembled at Jin Biao's words and quickly defended himself:
"How can you blame me? You came here of your own accord, and now you want to push it onto me?"
The two started arguing, blaming each other for their mistakes, as if this could alleviate their inner fears.
However, Chuanliu simply looked at them coldly, without the slightest emotion.
Just then, Jin Biao suddenly stopped arguing. He grabbed the dagger from the ground, a resolute glint in his eyes.
He looked at the boy and said fiercely:
"Since we're all going to die anyway, you might as well die first!"
As he spoke, he lunged at Fenzi, thrusting the dagger in his hand straight into Fenzi's chest.
Pinky quickly dodged, caught the dagger with one hand, and then snatched it away fiercely.
The two men instantly became entangled, until the dagger in Pinkie's hand plunged deep into Jin Biao's chest.
Blood gushed out immediately, and Jin Biao screamed and collapsed to the ground.
Meanwhile, Fanzi, panting heavily, looked at Jin Biao lying on the ground and threw away the blood-soaked dagger with trembling hands.
However, before he could even catch his breath, Jin Biao, with his last breath, plunged a dagger into Fenzi's back.
Fenzi turned around weakly, staring wide-eyed at Jin Biao, his eyes filled with disbelief.
Finally, the two collapsed, the two good brothers falling together, lifeless.
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