At this moment, Chen Zhiqing sat in the carriage, his voice coming softly, yet carrying endless coldness: "Kill them!" These three short words struck Eryue's heart like a heavy hammer.
February was filled with shock and confusion. "Holy crap! Is it that ruthless?" He never expected the other party to be so resolute, not giving him a chance to explain at all.
He hurriedly defended himself, feeling he could still salvage the situation: "No, I just smelled a strong yin energy on those women, and guessed they had some treasure. I wanted to ambush and rob them. I didn't offend you!"
However, before he could finish speaking, a gunshot shattered the silence.
The bullet whizzed past, and February felt a sharp pain.
But he was indeed capable, and at the critical moment, he displayed his special ability.
In an instant, he vanished from the spot, leaving only a set of clothes scattered on the ground.
The ripped shorts were particularly eye-catching, and when Lieutenant Chen looked at the empty space, the corner of his mouth twitched involuntarily.
This corpse-driver, Eryue, actually escaped at such a critical moment.
A surge of anger welled up in Chen's heart. He hadn't expected that this seemingly ordinary corpse-driving craftsman would have such abilities.
He looked around warily, gripping his gun tightly, fearing that February might reappear.
Meanwhile, in February, he had already hidden himself in a place he considered safe.
I was filled with lingering fear, and at the same time, I was shocked by the ruthlessness of these people.
He originally just wanted to take advantage of the situation to rob someone, but he never expected to almost lose his life.
He secretly congratulated himself on his abilities, while also pondering what to do next.
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