C15

A cold light flashed in front of his eyes, and Ihao, who had been in the assassination world for so many years, instinctively moved to the side to avoid it. However, he hesitated and attacked too quickly, so much that he didn't expect her to grab the sword to hurt him.

Suddenly there was a sharp pain in his arm. Ihao looked down and saw bright red blood spurting from the wound. He rushed out and slid down along the sleeves of his black suit. His eyes turned cold as he stared at the warmth in front of him. He raised his hand to grab the warmth on his neck.

But Warmth grabbed the knife, and with a wave of her arm, the steel blade went from right to left, drawing a parabola in the air. This time, Iggy was prepared.

His sudden withdrawal warmed his body. The pain in her body felt like it was about to tear again, but this time, she gritted her teeth and didn't let out a sound. Instead, she sat up on the ground and quickly covered herself with the clothes that Ihao had torn.

Ihao slowly stood up from the ground. He turned his head to look at his bleeding arm, then looked at the woman who had turned pale from fright and pointed the knife at him. His eyes flashed with a cold light, and he slowly walked towards her.

This woman dared to use a knife to wound him? What guts.

"Don't come over, don't come over!" Warmth was frightened by the frosty expression on Yi Hao's face. She slowly retreated, trembling in fear. The carpet had been scraped clean, leaving a tinge of red on it...

Yi Hao looked at the long, dark red trail. Although he was smiling, that smile caused Warmth's entire body to feel numb. Through his smile, what she saw was not a smile, but rather his anger.

Warmth saw that he was getting closer and closer to her, and so she shook her hand in fright, causing the steel blade to fall to the ground. When she saw him, Warmth jumped to pick it up, but Ihao was one step ahead of her. He kicked the steel knife away, and at the same time he crouched down and grabbed her jaw. He growled through gritted teeth, "What, you want to use it to kill me?"

When she saw the ferocity in his eyes, she shook her head and said in a trembling voice, "I don't want to hurt you. You forced me to do this!"

When Yi Hao saw the warm and delicate look of pity on her face, a look of despise flashed across his eyes.

This woman was obviously vicious to the point of death, yet she deliberately put on an innocent and pitiful appearance in order to gain the sympathy of others. Although he would be heartbroken and feel sorry for her once upon seeing her, now that he had seen her, he would only feel a hundred kinds of boredom and hatred.

No one in the world knew how much he hated this woman. He hated her and wished that he could grind her to ashes.

"Cold and warm, do you know what happens to those who hurt me before?" Suddenly, he became especially gentle. He grabbed the warmth of her jaw, leaned over, and whispered into her ear.

Hearing his words, Warmth's whole body quivered, and he struggled to push Ihao away. At the same time, a deep, infernal, asura voice continued to echo in her ears. "I will make her wish she were dead!"