Wu Xia said coldly.
Then he turned to look at Du Xiaomin, "Xiaomin, shall we take care of them one by one?"
"Okay!"
At that moment, Du Xiaomin was cuddling next to Wu Xia, obedient and sensible.
"Then this bald guy first, his sins are lighter!" Wu Xia revealed a grim smile, "Let that beast watch on the side, and enjoy what it's like to wait for death in agony!"
"Mhm!"
Du Xiaomin was very obedient, looking like a wife relying on her husband.
Tian Tutou and Zhou Ming's faces turned ashen, not knowing exactly how Wu Xia would deal with them, but knowing it would be terribly painful.
"Sir..."
Just as Tian Tutou started to speak, Wu Xia casually threw a Qi Blade, instantly slicing through his carotid artery.
A stream of fresh blood shot out.
Tian Tutou immediately grabbed his neck, his eyes wide with terror, unable to utter a word.
"Don't panic, you won't die!"
