"Screech!"
Finding the right angle, the Cold Flower Pattern Longsword in Su Jing's hand deflected Wild Dog's trident bayonet, and directly sliced off one of Wild Dog's ears.
"Ah!"
A scream of agony escaped from Wild Dog's mouth.
He never imagined that after avoiding the seemingly strongest escort leader in the agency, and that boy using a sword.
Now, he had fallen into the hands of a little girl.
"Dog thief, prepare to die."
For such a villain, given the chance, Su Jing would surely go for the kill.
The Sword Light came slashing like fleeting shadows.
Fear flickered in Wild Dog's eyes.
But now, he couldn't escape into the crowd of his own people.
Just when Wild Dog thought he couldn't escape, his eyes suddenly brightened.
He spotted Qingtian not far behind Su Jing.
This little fellow had been hiding behind the girl all along; surely this little guy was someone important to her.
