At this moment, Henry Walden's right hand had transformed into a vivid red demonic hand.
It was as big as four heads—apparently, the impact sound just now was from it grasping Jiu'er, throwing her, and heavily smashing her against the wall before bouncing back.
Jiu'er gasped for breath as she stood up.
She appeared like a demon rising from hell, drenched in blood. The bright red mystic tattoos on her abdomen were fully activated, even extending near her shoulders and lower back.
The dim red light flickered uncertainly in the depths of her eyes, while blood dripped down from the badly damaged stainless steel battle axe in her hand.
Extremely fierce.
If a passerby came in, they would probably immediately conclude that Jiu'er was the villain and the young man the innocent victim of an attack.
But unfortunately... Lin Yiyi could easily tell that the blood on Jiu'er's axe and body all belonged to her.
