Luo's Chamber of Commerce cruiser number three.
Grey Wolf looked gravely at the wound that pierced through his chest, his face contorted in pain.
The wound showed not only signs of festering and inflammation but also emitted a faint black aura.
This black aura seemed to come with a psychological assault, constantly bringing to mind those he had killed.
Moreover, no matter what he did, the bleeding from the wound wouldn't stop.
If this blood loss continued, he would die from exsanguination.
"Yang Yu's dagger is extremely sinister, and ordinary methods won't stop your bleeding," Castle said with a mocking tone, eyeing Grey Wolf, "But then again, if it were a one-on-one fight, even if I couldn't kill Yang Yu, I certainly wouldn't have been injured like this. Grey Wolf, your strength isn't really up to scratch, haha!"
"Heh heh," Grey Wolf coldly chuckled twice, "We'll see about that the next time you face him. Then you won't be laughing anymore."
