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Chapter 595 - 595 320 Your Turn to Sing My Turn to Take the Stage

Chapter 595: 320 Your Turn to Sing, My Turn to Take the Stage (6100)_4 Chapter 595: 320 Your Turn to Sing, My Turn to Take the Stage (6100)_4 “Jinli…” The curly-haired man coughed out fresh blood from his mouth.

Tap tap tap tap…

In an instant, a large number of silhouettes blocked the exit of the street.

Shadow upon shadow, their eyes gleaming red, they resembled a wolf pack hunting their prey in a dense forest in the night. Brutal and ruthless.

“It’s over!!!”

A sense of despair rose in the hearts of the trio. Even the three powerful experts with mystical abilities who were brought by the Vice Leader had all been defeated. How could they, ordinary humans, turn the tide?

Black Spade “K” stiffened, his teeth chattering. His entire body broke out into a cold sweat, his clothing instantly soaked with sweat.

He could feel that he had been targeted by the burly man in the leather jacket with purple lipstick. It was as if he was in the sights of a large sniper rifle, his heart firmly seized in a huge hand.

Life or death was now merely a thought in the opponent’s mind.

“Hahaha, you’re still the same weak humans, your despicable nature is not elevated by your powers. You actually thought you could kill me? It was simply child’s play…”

The burly man in the leather jacket burst into maniacal laughter. His blood-stained tusks resembling a wild beast more and more. He carried a strong oppressive aura as he slowly approached: “After I’ve completely devoured the three of you and sucked you dry, I’ll turn you into mummies for my collection…”

“Right, where is my head?”

The burly man in the leather jacket pressed on the neck of his headless torso and instructed the subordinate who had taken his head away to return it and reattach it.

“It’s here…”

Suddenly, a hoarse male voice rang in his ears.

The burly man in the leather jacket turned his head rapidly, a fine line of blood blooming on his neck. Surprisingly, he twisted his own head off with a vigorously. His head teetering and about to fall off.

But a pair of hands suddenly reached out and grabbed it in mid-air.

The burly man in the leather jacket felt his vision spin, before locking onto a handsome face that suddenly enlarged before him. The vortex-like pupils were filled with an ominous color as if a blood vulture, a fearsome monster, was rushing out from it.

It grew bigger and bigger, and finally opened its mouth.

It swallowed all the light in its field of vision!

“Aaah!!!”

A severed head that had lost all signs of life was reinstalled on the headless body with a scream of terror.

However, it couldn’t be pieced back together at the seams.

“Dead…he’s dead!?” The curly-haired man, who was leaning against a corner waiting for death, had his pupils contracted. His mind was in a daze.

He redirected his gaze towards the blonde man who had suddenly appeared. Just as he was about to take a closer look, he realized that the blond youth had disappeared like a ghost. Almost at the same instant, a dazzling golden afterimage appeared behind the stunned members of the Blood Spirit Association.

A hand lightly tapped on top of each and every head.

It was just like an elder reprimanding a youngster, a gentle pat.

Pap pap pap pap… the sounds merged into one.

In the blink of an eye, the blond youth was standing in front of the three seniors of Black Spade “A”, with a blank expression.

He slowly opened his mouth, his tone seemingly questioning.

“Why did you act prematurely, deviating from the plan? I think, the three of you owe me a reasonable explanation…”

As soon as his words fell, a series of explosions rang out. The three leaders and the curly-haired man all looked behind Casio.

In their sight, dozens of undying Biochemical Humans stood in place like puppets, rigid as statues. Suddenly, the head of a Biochemical Human deformed and swelled before exploding with a bang.

This sparked a chain reaction as one after another, heads exploded. It was as if a grenade had been stuffed into each of their heads!

Bang bang bang bang…

The rhythmic sounds formed a symphony of life fading away. Flat crimson flowers bloomed in mid-air, bringing about a bizarre, thrilling rain of blood. Each beautiful splash of blood represented a life paid in return. It was like a magnificent finale of a feast.

In the end, only around twenty headless corpses were standing in place, akin to stump-like wooden stakes with their branches chopped off.

“Hehehe…hahaha…cough cough cough…” The curly-haired man who had been knocked to the ground began to laugh. His laughter grew crazier and crazier, as though he was squeezing out the last bit of life in him for a mad laugh. Eventually, he broke into a fit of coughing and spitting blood.

“As it turns out, you guys aren’t immortal either!”