"Woo…"
Consecutively attacked twice at the critical points, even the rebel beast warrior who had been mixed with monster genes clearly could not endure!
After Feng Luo, with a twist of his body, heavily drew back his Mad Dog military knife with a splatter of blood, the throat of the beast warrior only produced a hoarse sound. He scrambled a few steps forward on the sand, and before he died, he turned his head to look at Feng Luo standing behind him, his pair of green, glowing eyes full of hate!
With his throat entirely cut by the sharp military knife and his mouth spilling large amounts of blood profusely, he fell onto the sand on his bare, hairy upper body, taking away every last bit of energy in him.
Plop!
The beast warrior's body, lying on its back on the beach, created a dent in the wet sand.
