Chapter 1275



1275 The ultimate battle (4)

Looking at how close Rong Zhan was to him, haren’s melancholic and beautiful face looked as though it had been dipped in poison. He suddenly gave a sly smile. really?!

Before Rong Zhan could react to the word ‘Harren’, he felt a sharp pain in his fingers-!

Harren took the opportunity to Dodge. When the two of them pulled away again, a sharp and thin blade appeared between Harren’s fingers. Just as he was blocking Rong Zhan’s fist, he suddenly used a dirty move and cut the veins on his finger with the blade.

rong zhan’s three middle fingers were bleeding, and with a slight tremble, the blood flowed even faster.

However, Rong Zhan only lowered his head to take a look. When he looked up again, his expression was so calm that it was scary.

He was wearing a black coat, and with a tug, he tore off a long piece of fabric.

The black cloth wrapped around his injured hand twice to stop the bleeding and then tied a knot.

When he looked at Harren again, Rong Zhan’s aura was completely different. He stared at the sharp blade in Harren’s hand and suddenly walked to a chair at the side and pulled it over with one hand.

The air seemed to be filled with the smell of blood, the factor of violence.

He didn’t say anything else, but when haren couldn’t help but step back, Rong Zhan picked up a chair leg and smashed it at him. Haren quickly dodged, but Rong Zhan saw this opportunity. He dodged in front of him, restrained his multiple wrists with one hand, and attacked his abdomen with the other.

The fierce attack made the blade in Harren’s hand tighten. He was about to use the blade to cut Rong Zhan’s neck, but in the next second, there was a flash of silver light, and something stabbed his injured wrist. Harren suddenly let out a shrill scream.

When her gaze fell on his wrist, she saw that Rong Zhan was holding onto a fork from the coffee shop tightly and was stabbing it into Harren’s wrist in revenge. Fresh blood splattered on Rong Zhan’s face, the air, and Harren’s face.

It almost disfigured Harren’s wrist beyond recognition, and it was dripping with blood.

He screamed in pain and struggled. The blade finally fell from his fingers because of the pain and numbness. Rong Zhan seemed to have been triggered by the blood in front of him, or perhaps it was because of all the entanglement from before. He seemed to have changed into a different person.

When he let go of Harren again, one of his hands was crippled, and his aura was drifting.

However, he was forced to the extreme. That beautiful and melancholic face finally twisted, and he rushed forward without a care. Rong Zhan held his wrist and dislocated it with a crack.

She also kicked him down, and her uninjured hand slid down his spine. When it reached a certain place, she suddenly pinched and lifted it, and suddenly, a miserable scream was heard because of the broken bones.

This was a fatal blow.

Spine damage, unable to stand up, body paralysis.

Harren fell to the ground and started twitching. Rong Zhan grabbed his hair and dragged him to the ground. He picked up the sharp blade that had fallen from Harren’s hand and waved it in front of him.

Harren spat out a mouthful of blood and was unable to stand up again. Qingqing, kill me. Kill me, Qingqing.