Plop!
The blade was incredibly sharp, like cutting through tofu, but the sound wasn't loud.
With one swift motion, after a moment, blood slowly flowed out along the blade's edge, gradually increasing in volume.
"Hehe, perfectly ripe, such a red watermelon, it must be sweet!"
The big man spoke, preparing to continue cutting as if he were cutting a watermelon, with one hand pressing on Karl's lifeless head.
It seemed like he really intended to cut it like a watermelon, and maybe even bite into it piece by piece.
This was unbearable for Alexander!
You can kill if you want, but why be so disgusting?
As a normal person, and a morally upright one at that, Alexander couldn't tolerate such heinous acts.
Mainly because it was just too repulsive!
Of course, a small part of the reason was also to taste the flavor of the M12 steak once again.
