"Kneel down!" Ya Dang growled, thrusting the gun at the woman's head once more.
"Ah! No, no! Don't kill me!" The woman plopped down in a kneel in front of Yun Jian and Si Yi, dignity be damned.
Ge Junjian and the army came out from hiding as well. Exchanging a greeting with Mo Sen, they then watched whatever that was happening on the third floor from downstairs.
Yun Jian stalked toward Job who was quivering on the floor, step after intimidating step.
"Look up at me!" Yun Jian ordered soft and terse. As she spoke, she flicked a blade out and stabbed it into Job's thigh without hesitation.
Pierce!
The sound of the blade penetrating flesh was loud and clear. It made Job, who was sitting on the floor, cry out in agony, "Ow!"
Yun Jian smirked in contempt before keeping her pistol and held her butterfly knife snug in her palm. Walking to Job again, she came to him in a flash and perched the butterfly knife against his neck.
