Chapitre 177: Killers With Dignity

The killers heard this, and their faces showed quite a spectacle. They were killers with dignity that would not accept any insult!

They rushed toward Qiao Mai like a giant net, thinking they had the upper hand. However, she flicked her hand when they were nearly upon her, and a gleaming, large knife appeared.

Up until now, Qiao Mai had never been willing to spend money on buying a spiritual weapon. Ordinary blades were enough to make them regret their actions.

She liked large knives. They felt comfortable in her hand and could cut cleanly and swiftly.

The sound of "ka-cha, scrape, and pounce" filled the air as she unleashed her skills.

For her, dealing with these people was no different than slicing melons. Those black-clad individuals met their demise without even a chance to scream and were sent to the afterlife.