Ni Kun, clad in a prisoner's uniform smeared with filth and bloodstains, couldn't help the maniacal elation that flashed in his eyes when he saw Chen Ku, dressed all in black, appear at the entrance of the alley.
He hadn't expected to run into this little beast while escaping to freedom. How fortunate! Could there be anything more gratifying than avenging his great hatred before making his escape?
However, his elation vanished when he saw Chen Ku, without a word, smashing his iron rod straight down onto his head.
WHIZ!
The alley was already narrow. This blow instantly compressed the air, making it feel as if an orb of gas had detonated right above Ni Kun's head!
Danger! A single, blood-red word frantically pulsed in Ni Kun's mind. The oppression of death enveloped him like a rapidly rising tide!
It is said that in the moment before death, one can witness all the memories of a lifetime in the briefest of instants.
