Bai Junjun's right hand held a dagger to block his broadsword, while her left hand had somehow produced a stone spike, which she was now driving into his abdomen without leaving the slightest gap.
"Sorry, but I always fight prepared. I offered you a way out, but you were the first to provoke me."
After Bai Junjun finished her last sentence, she pressed harder and viciously pulled out the spike.
The man staggered a couple of steps and slowly knelt down.
In the blink of an eye, only two men, who had been restraining Qiu Da, remained from this sizable gang.
However, seeing that the situation was hopeless, the two men immediately turned to run away.
Before they could get far, two arrows pierced their chests, and they turned back in astonishment.
The one who had fired the arrows turned out to be Qiu Da, who had been subdued by them all this time.
Half-kneeling on the ground, Qiu Da's eyes were filled with a blood-red glare as he stared at the two men.
