Hearing Alex's words was like hearing a decree from death itself. The faces of the two men turned hideous, and they immediately turned around, intending to flee.
"Nope, can't let you go yet; we're just getting started."
However, before they could even take a step, they heard Alex's calm voice from beside them. Their bodies froze in place as they stiffly turned their necks to look.
There he was, the red-haired kid, standing in between them with a casual smile on his face; the smile of someone who had gone mad!
Before they could react, Alex's body flickered as if it were an illusion. It turned out it was an afterimage!
The next moment, he appeared in front of the two of them with two bones in his hands. The bones looked like limb bones and were still dripping with blood, and some muscles were still stuck to them.
