Bodies were scattered all over the ground.
Shura had already returned to the wheelchair and was approaching the only survivor.
"Thud" — Yu Haijing's face turned deathly pale, utterly disbelieving, he slumped to the ground under the fierce killing intent of Shura.
Shura's hand slowly rose, like a blade.
"Hei, stop!" Queen Qi suddenly shouted to stop him.
Shura's movement halted momentarily, turning his head full of confusion.
"He is the mastermind behind this kidnapping case, and the whereabouts of the Murong Xue sisters are still unknown. This matter should be handed over to the police," Queen Qi explained.
"The police?" Shura sneered and shook his head.
"You! Killing people will land you in prison," Queen Qi hurriedly tried to stop him again.
"Then let it be prison."
The hand blade was raised to its highest angle, and Shura's eyes were devoid of human emotion, cold and murderous, causing Yu Haijing's pupils to shrink to pinpoints.
