Two minutes later...
"That..."
"Shut up!"
"Aye!"
With just one word, Iwazaki Hideyoshi, who was nervously trying to ask something while swallowing hard, fell silent. He stood before several corpses, held a blood-stained long knife, and closed his eyes, feeling the strange mental state where the whole world seemed to slow down, gradually fade away.
After a long time, Ning Shisan slowly opened his eyes, his gaze still carrying traces of obsession and loss.
That feeling, like Superman suddenly losing his powers and turning back into an ordinary person, the extreme contrast almost made the resolute Ning Shisan unable to resist giving himself another shot.
This stuff... seems to be addictive if used too much...
Looking at the assassins who had fallen at his feet, and then at his own hands, Ning Shisan was internally shocked.
Could this really have been done with his bare hands?
