"Puff!"

The long knife pierced through the black man's body for the third time.

This time, Fujiwara Keiaki had no hesitation. He pulled back, withdrew the knife, then slashed down with both hands, disemboweling the man directly.

The intestines came out first. The black man glanced down but showed little fear of death. He forcefully shoved the intestines back into his abdomen.

"Old man, I underestimated you!"

The black man grinned, his white teeth stained with alarming red.

The next moment, he roared and took a step forward, right up to Fujiwara Keiaki. His fists, donned with iron gloves, pounded continuously like raindrops from a storm.

"Bang bang bang bang bang..."

In an instant, the thudding sounds of fists hitting flesh, interspersed with the "crack" of breaking bones, began a symphony.

When the symphony ended, Fujiwara Keiaki's chest collapsed noticeably, and his mouth, like a spring, was gushing crimson blood, clearly not much longer for this world.

At this moment, Zhao Guo'an and Sun Shijie, who were previously mere onlookers, rushed over to drag Fujiwara Keiaki to the steps of the courtyard for emergency treatment.

However, it was evident that even if they managed to save his life, Fujiwara Keiaki would be unreliable for the time being.

Su Yuzhuo glanced towards Xiao Feng, seeing him in a fierce fight against four, but not clearly at a disadvantage, she sighed a little in relief.

The black man was already dead, yet her anger did not extinguish.

Especially seeing Fujiwara Keiaki's miserable state, it was like pouring a bucket of oil onto a fire, making it burn even more fiercely.

"Jian Zhesi, you must die!" Su Yuzhuo said coldly, as if a judge had passed the final sentence.

Unlike the stalemate with Xiao Feng, or the brutal savagery between Fujiwara Keiaki and the black man, the most stable situation was with Su Yuzhuo.

From the beginning till now, neither side had started fighting, just a standoff.

The three people behind Jian Zhesi looked at Su Yuzhuo with cautious and wary eyes.

This was perfectly normal, much like encountering an ex-boss. Although the other no longer wielded authority, the mindset not easily changed.

"No one can control my life and death, not even you, big sister!"

Jian Zhesi leisurely took off his gas mask and put on his Death God mask, emanating an even more intense sense of killing intent.

"Brother Xiao Feng!"

The little girl who was always watching Xiao Feng shouted in surprise, and then swung her whip impulsively.

At this moment, Xiao Feng had already succeeded in thrusting a dagger into the sissy's heart, but the cost was three penetrating wounds on his back.

Although his internal organs weren't harmed, the loss of blood and pain were inevitable.

It's not that Xiao Feng hated the sissy to such an extreme; it's just that, in a one-against-four fight, the more stalemated, the more disadvantaged he became, with inevitable depletion looming.

Especially with the sissy constantly taunting, flirting, and gesturing flamboyantly, the entire demeanor screamed for trouble.

So, unable to tolerate anymore, Xiao Feng seized the flaw and acted decisively, willing to get injured to kill the enemy.

"So... regretful..." the sissy, lying on the ground, said intermittently, "Couldn't know... couldn't know... your size..."

Without finishing his sentence, his head tilted, and he died.

His eyes remained open, looking as if he couldn't die in peace without knowing Xiao Feng's size.

Xiao Feng frowned at the sissy. Even knowing he was dead, he felt an urge to go over and stab him again.

"You're about to die, and you're still fixated on my size! How perverted can you be!"

Affected by the little girl's exclamation, Su Yuzhuo instinctively turned her head toward Xiao Feng and, seeing the wounds on his back, her eyes grew even colder.

At this moment, Jian Zhesi moved like a phantom, silently but swiftly rushing towards Su Yuzhuo, intending to strike a lethal blow while she was distracted!

This kind of sneak attack was always looked down upon, but experts had their ways—it's not about maintaining dignity but rather the accumulation of experience, not allowing themselves to shout something like "Prepare to die" before striking.

"Watch out, big sister!" Lu Yao warned.

Although Su Yuzhuo had told her not to call her big sister anymore, changing a habitual address took time.

"Swipe!"

Jian Zhesi's scythe was raised high, casting a mesmerizing glare.

Lin Jiaxuan, witnessing this, was dazed for a moment, then broke into a cold sweat after regaining clarity.

This scythe, as Lu Yao had said, had the effect of distorting vision to some extent, and in battle, even a moment's distraction could cost one's life.

At this moment, Su Yuzhuo moved too.

She slowly turned her head, choosing not to dodge because at this distance, evasion was impossible.

"I told you, you must die!"

Su Yuzhuo said calmly, raising her right arm abruptly, leaving everyone stunned.

What appeared in Su Yuzhuo's hand was a small silver pistol, resembling a child's toy, showing no signs of being lethal.

Jian Zhesi's pupils contracted sharply, but just as Su Yuzhuo couldn't avoid his scythe's swing, he couldn't retract either.

"Biu!"

Su Yuzhuo pulled the trigger, yet the sound wasn't the usual "bang" but a liquid being expelled.

In other words, this gun... was a water gun?

Xiao Feng's face was one of disbelief, thinking, "You must be joking with me," and the reactions of others were similarly incredulous.

"Miss!"

Originally looking on the brink of death, Fujiwara Keiaki suddenly became agitated.

Clearly, he wanted to rush over, but his injuries wouldn't allow it; just moving a bit drained his strength, causing such severe pain that his vision went black, and he lay back down.

All this happened in a flash, and everyone who saw it had already come up with a mental image of Su Yuzhuo's end.

Yet, the horrifying scene unfolded.

"Clang!"

The sound of metal hitting the ground.

Su Yuzhuo remained unfazed, not even blinking an eye.

At her feet lay the scintillatingly colored scythe, resting silently there.

At the end of the scythe was a hand tightly gripping it, yet it was visibly dissolving, with even the bones following suit.

At this moment, everyone felt a chill down their spines—surely not even Wei Xiaobao's Bone-Dissolving Water worked so instantly?

Such an unbelievable occurrence was surely related to the "water gun" just now, but the specifics weren't immediately clear.

However, Xiao Feng suddenly remembered something Su Yuzhuo had mentioned in the hospital earlier…

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