Thud—
Then, once more, another punch.
Thud—
Thud—
Thud—
The dull thuds continued.
The tremors came wave after wave.
It felt as if the entire city was awakening at this moment, emitting a powerful heartbeat.
Aside from that, there were no other sounds.
Thud—
Another punch.
Yan Kan's skull caved in completely, his whole face wrinkled, both eyes dislodged from their sockets, popping out.
Chen Lusi panted heavily, gradually stopping his hand, stood up, and pinched Yan Kan's deformed neck, lifting him up and pressing him against the shattered wall.
Yan Kan's body twitched, seemingly still alive, flailing his hands aimlessly.
Chen Lusi reached out for the short dagger made of blood on the ground, and directly stabbed it into his forehead.
Clink—
The blade pierced through Yan Kan's forehead, embedding into the concrete, making a crisp sound.
"..."
Yan Kan gradually stopped twitching.
Once again, Chen Lusi raised his fist, aiming at his head.
Thud—
