Chapter 1638

Seeing Beiming Jie open the car door to escape, how could Xiao Junyan let him do as he wished?

This bastard actually dared to lay his hands on Mu Yue. He would never let him off, nor would he let him die so easily.

Xiao Junyan's figure flashed and disappeared from the spot. When he reappeared, he was already behind Beiming Jie. The dagger in his hand flashed with a cold light.

"Swoosh!" The cold light of the dagger drew a beautiful arc in the air, bringing with it a splatter of dark red blood.

"Piak piak piak!" The fresh blood splattered on the ground, looking very glaring.

Xiao Junyan's dagger left a deep wound on Beiming Jie's back. Beiming Jie's entire body flew forward. His legs staggered as he fell to the ground and slid half a meter on the ground.

Beiming Jie did not expect that he would not even have the chance to escape from Xiao Junyan's hands.

"Let … Let me go!" Beiming Jie turned around and looked at Xiao Junyan pleadingly.

Xiao Junyan held the military knife in his hand as he slowly walked toward Beiming Jie. His entire body seemed to be releasing a thick murderous aura and chilling intent, making one feel as if they were in the eighteenth level of hell.

Beiming Jie was half lying on the ground as he retreated backward, looking at Xiao Junyan in fear.

Faced with Xiao Junyan's murderous aura and his pitch-black eyes that were as cold as a leopard's in the dark night, he only felt that his throat was being choked by someone. He was unable to utter a single word.

Xiao Junyan stood in front of Beiming Jie. He lifted his leg and stepped on Beiming Jie's ankle as if he did not see him.

"Crack!"

The crisp sound of bones breaking could be heard.

Beiming Jie immediately let out a painful cry as his body twitched slightly.

Xiao Junyan continued to walk as usual. However, his other foot still stepped on Beiming Jie's other ankle, emitting a clear 'crack' sound of bones shattering.

Beiming Jie was lying on the ground, his body twitching. His cries were even more miserable than before, and he looked even more miserable.

Feng Tong, who was sitting in the car, heard the waves of miserable cries coming from behind him. He could tell that it was none other than Beiming Jie, whom he had brought along.

He had never thought that Beiming Jie, who was the strongest in his heart, would be so miserable when facing that young man. He had been reduced to such a sorry state so quickly.

Hearing the screams, Feng Tong was unable to move his feet. He was afraid that if he moved, he would lose his life.

Beiming Jie's entire body was twitching. Both of his legs were twisted in a weird position. The bones in his calves were almost crushed by Xiao Junyan.

At this moment, Beiming Jie only wanted to give himself a quick death. He didn't want to be tortured by Xiao Junyan anymore.

"Kill … Kill me!" Beiming Jie's throat was a little hoarse from screaming in pain. He kept shouting at Xiao Junyan.

However, Xiao Junyan did not listen to Beiming Jie at all. He continued to squat down as if nothing had happened.

Xiao Junyan held the military knife in his hand. The tip of the military knife pressed against Beiming Jie's kneecap and slowly pierced it.

At this moment, Beiming Jie could only scream in pain. He had no ability to resist at all.

He only felt that compared to the person in front of him, what he had done in the past was really too merciful.

The person in front of him was the devil, a devil who had climbed up from the eighteenth level of hell.