Omani narrowed his eyes and said profoundly: "I don't care about your words for the time being. I just want to remind you that you may feel that you are the administrator of Twilight City and have a distinguished status, so outsiders cannot touch you."

"But for the Bloodthorn Society, we never care about the identity of the target when we receive orders. As long as the employer's bid is high enough and an assassin is willing to take it, anyone can become our target."

Kino waved to Hanyi and motioned for her to sit on his lap.

Hanyi snuggled into Kino's arms like a kitten, his vertical pupils still staring at Omani warily, the cold light of the tiger's teeth looming.

Kino scratched Hanyi's chin from time to time, the method was no different from petting a cat. He smiled and looked at Omani: "I'm curious, what will happen if I refuse?"

Omani said meaningfully: "That will be a nightmare for you, and you will become the hunted prey."

Kino suddenly became interested: "Oh? Will I become prey?"

Omani: "Yes, our assassins are very skilled."

Kino: "Oh? Very skilled??"

Omani: "Their assassination techniques are superb, far beyond your imagination."

Kino: "Oh? Far beyond my imagination???"

Omani: "I know you are very powerful and have killed many aliens. But I want to remind you that there are specialties in the art industry - they are more professional than you in assassination."

Chino: "Oh? More professional than me????"

Omani was speechless for a moment, frowned and said, "Can you say goodbye?"

Kino's smile was as deep as the black sea: "This is the first time someone has said such a thing in front of me. I find it very interesting."

Omani became even more speechless and began to get a little impatient: "I told you, don't ask in riddles, just give an accurate answer. 10 gold moons, hand them over, or not?"

Kino gently pinched Hanyi's cheek, pulled her towards him, and asked with interest: "Do you like being raised by your master?"

Hanyi put his face forward, placed his red lips an inch in front of Chino's lips, mewed sweetly, and exhaled like orchid: "The setting of a kitten is to love its master~"

Seeing that the two people suddenly started flirting, Omani was completely confused and asked with confusion: "What does this mean?"

Kino: "It means you are going to die, little idiot."

"Wha—" Kino raised his hand, and a crossbow shot out from under his sleeve, hitting Omani's heart directly.

Although Omani is only a messenger, he is also a messenger of the Blood Thorn Society. He is very skilled and can react very quickly to evade.

Omani avoided the crossbow arrow, but because the incident happened so suddenly, his left wrist was scratched, leaving a shallow blood mark.

"Oh, you will be held responsible for your actions... huh??!!" Omani said mid-sentence, his eyes showed deep horror, his knees softened uncontrollably, and he fell to his knees on the ground.

Kino looked at him with a smile, and his tone was like a persuasive mentor: "Come on, expert, test your professional knowledge. What poison did I put on the arrow?"

Omani stared at his left wrist in shock, unable to feel its existence at all, and there was an inexplicable feeling of suffocation, stuck in his throat.

His forehead was covered with cold sweat, dripping down his cheeks. His breathing became extremely sharp. He inhaled desperately, but his lungs barely rose. He unconsciously held on to his clothes and couldn't say a word.

Kino: "Can't you answer? Let me remind you, if this poison spreads to the heart, it will be hopeless. Unless you cut off your arm quickly to cut off the path for the poison to spread."

Omani's face was grim and his expression was chilling, and then he made an astonishing move.

"Plop! Plop!..." He took out the dagger from his arms and stabbed the shoulder joint of his left arm repeatedly. Again and again, the sound of breaking muscles and breaking bones followed, and each knife would bring

A blood splatter that makes your scalp numb.

At the end of the stab, his left arm began to shake, with only a little flesh still connected to his body. He dropped the saber and grabbed his left arm with his right hand...

"Tear off!" The bloody light passed by, and Omani tore off his left arm forcefully. The broken arm was exposed with white broken bones, which was extremely ferocious and terrifying.

Cut off your arm to protect yourself!

The people of the Blood Thorn Society are so decisive!

Omani let out a long breath. Just as he was about to say something, his breath suddenly stopped again. He covered his throat with his right hand and looked at Kino in shock.

"You really have a broken arm?" Kino's smile was like a mask on his face, "I'm sorry, I was joking with you."

"Cough - cough -" Omani kept coughing and wheezing, flopping on the ground like a dead fish, his eyes almost popping out of his sockets.

"This kind of poison is called 'Sealing the Throat upon Seeing Blood'. Once blood is seen, it will spread throughout the body quickly, and it will be too late to break your arm. Now, your muscles are relaxing, your blood is coagulating, and your heart rate is also dropping rapidly." Kino said slowly.

He took out a small pill from his arms and tossed it in the air. "But it doesn't matter. This is not a poison that has no cure. Just take the red-backed bamboo stem grass in time."

After finishing speaking, he used telekinesis to stuff the pill into Omani's mouth.

Omani was already dying. Just before his heart stopped beating, the pill dissolved under the tongue and the effect of the medicine reached the heart. The gap before and after was so short that it was almost negligible. Even if it was slower for one second, the heartbeat would stop.

"Huh...huh..." Omani fell to the ground and gasped for a long time, then stood up unsteadily, covering his injury, his eyes as fierce as a ghost: "You spare my life,

I'm very grateful. But public is public and private is private, this will not change Bloodthorn's revenge plan against you."

"Wait a minute." Kino blinked, a little confused, "Let you live? What do you mean?"

Omani frowned: "If you give me the antidote, don't you mean to spare my life?"

Kino shrugged: "I just don't want to dirty the office and let you die somewhere else."

Only then did Omani realize that his severed limbs and spurted blood were all locked up by the invisible waves of telekinesis, floating in mid-air, with not a single drop touching the floor.

Kino patted Hanyi's head, signaling to transform into a cat, and then called outside: "Here comes someone, see the guest off, pull him down and chop him down."

Lugo swaggered into the door. When he saw Omani's miserable state, he laughed so hard that he couldn't stand up straight: "Brother! I told you a long time ago that your hall is dark and there will be a bloody disaster today, but you didn't listen.

!Is it okay now? Let’s go, come with me to the guillotine.”

"Wait a minute!" Omani almost yelled, with a grimace on his face, "You should abide by the rules and don't do it!"

Kino carelessly touched the little black cat: "When the two armies are fighting, they will not kill the envoys. This is the rule between the two countries. Your Bloodthorn Society is not a country, and I, Twilight City, are not a country. Why should we abide by the rules of national war?

?”

"Wait a minute! Wait a minute!!!" Omani kept struggling under Lugo's pull, "I am the Blood Thorn user! You can't kill me so casually!"

Kino: "You mean, you want me to give you a valid reason to kill you?"

"Yes!" Omani roared.

Kino thought for a moment and said, "Because you step in with your left foot first when entering."

Omani was completely dull and his eyes were distracted.
Chapter completed!