However, as he ran, the male assassin felt that something wasn't quite right.
The sound of the wind behind him grew closer, and it seemed like he was about to be caught.
He glanced at his thigh subconsciously. The knife was still there, with fresh blood flowing out, but the blood was purple!
Have I been poisoned? No wonder I'm so slow!
The male assassin finally understood why, but he also felt a sharp pain in his back.
Swoosh!
As he fell, the male assassin saw a hole in his stomach, and a fist had punched through it.
Did someone actually punch through me?
That was the last thought in the male assassin's mind.
Watching the cold corpse fall before him, Qin Hao turned around expressionlessly.
Just then, the female assassin charged forward angrily, "You actually killed Donald, I will tear you to pieces!"
"Idiot!"
Qin Hao spat the curse coldly.
In fact, if it were a one-on-one fight, he could have dealt with the female assassin quickly.
