The people in front of the satellite monitoring screen were silent.
All the noise around had faded away, yet the lights of Hydefield before their eyes remained bright.
This was a splendid stage illuminated by a million lights, with the city as its backdrop. At the center of this stage, the Fatty from the Leray Federation had stabbed Flaischer fifty-six times!
The gushing blood dyed both intertwined figures red.
Flaischer was curled up, hanging entirely on Fatty. His eyes bulged like those of a goldfish, his face terrifyingly pale due to massive blood loss. The once cold, death-like gaze had disappeared, and his eyes, gradually losing their light, were still filled with disbelief.
This cold-blooded killer, who loved to harvest life with knives, was murdered more ruthlessly by a Fatty from the Leray Federation on this night.
The final stab, Fatty drove the knife fiercely between Flaischer's ribs, into his heart.
