Just as One-Eyed Wolf said that, Yun Jian had already killed the last man in the group who had first pounced for her but turned to flee with just one stab.
She was also tainted with blood currently. All of the red belonged to those who turned away in hopes of escaping. When these unnerving crimson blood stained Yun Jian's clothes, it added a sense of eeriness to the terror in the atmosphere.
One-Eyed Wolf and Brother Peng were shaking in fear. When they snapped out of it, Yun Jian was already walking to them with a butterfly knife in her hand that hung loosely by her side—the blade that pointed to the ground was still slowly dripping in blood.
As Yun Jian made her way to them, blood dripped and splattered everywhere she passed.
One-Eyed Wolf was horrified.
Nan City was not exactly large. One-Eyed Wolf was a mere mob boss of a small place in Nan City and only had one to two thousand members in his gang.
