"I don't care what you've got, but if you can't kill me today, you're nothing to me, I, Liu Mou, will be the first to look down on you!" Liu Mou was also enraged. In his current wretched state, he had to fight back no matter what, even if it meant smearing his own blood on the other man. He refused to show any weakness, even if it meant spitting out a mouthful of bright red blood.
Even if it meant that he would truly die, Liu Mou coldly stared at the man, spurring himself on with anger in his heart.
"Good, hahaha, ever since I've followed Director Hao, he has reined in my desire to kill. Today, I finally met someone who wishes for me to grant him death. It seems I can vent the rage in my heart!" The man said as he charged toward Liu Mou and slammed his head into Liu Mou's face.
