Chapter 341: Ferocity and Anger

The pain of flames scorching his skin made Zernikov roar uncontrollably!

Immediately after, he curled up on the ground!

This time, Zernikov could not get up! The smell of burning flesh filled the air!

A tall, thin man wearing a kimono and holding a long bow walked over.

His face was extremely pale, as if he had not seen sunlight for a long time.

Behind him were five or six companions, each dressed in black and masked.

"Zernikov, we have finally waited for you," the kimono-clad man said, his voice hoarse, giving off a chilling feeling.

Lying on the ground, Zernikov asked with difficulty: "Who exactly are you? What do you want to do to me?"

Kuchiki Senya also walked over leisurely: "Zernikov, you know, our target is only Apollo; as for others... we won't even take them seriously."

Hearing this, Zernikov almost choked to death, then angrily shouted: "Hey, hey, Apollo is my brother too! If you dare to set your sights on my brother, I will kill you all today!"

This man's expression revealed intense ferocity and anger.

Hmm, in Zernikov's view, the thing he hated most in his life was betrayal.

Moreover, he was a man who valued loyalty.

"Heh, someone like you actually has a brother like Apollo?" Kuchiki Senya sneered, saying: "I think, if it were me, I would choose to stab my brother to death with my own hands."

These words made a trace of ferocity flash across Zernikov's face: "Apollo and I are friends through life and death; we will never change! Do you understand?"

"You won't change," Kuchiki Senya said with a smile: "But we have no choice but to change; not only must we change, but we must also completely destroy him."

Completely destroy!

"Who exactly are you, and why do you keep pestering me?" Zernikov's mind rose with caution: "Tell me who you are!"

"Heh, I think you should know us; after all, you once hunted us down, didn't you?" Kuchiki Senya said with a smile.

"Are you from the Eastern Samurai Clan?" Zernikov retorted, then immediately denied it: "No, you definitely aren't them!"

"How can you be sure I'm not?" Kuchiki Senya asked with a grin.

"Because your age doesn't fit; you're at most twenty-three," Zernikov said.

He judged their age range through observation; after all, with Zernikov's old-fox personality, he had to figure out the enemy's actual age.

"Oh? That truly is disappointing for you," Kuchiki Senya said: "You don't know me, but I know you; you were once a special operations team captain in Huaxia, weren't you?"

"Yes," Zernikov narrowed his eyes, staring at Kuchiki Senya's eyes: "Pity, if I weren't on a secret mission, you would definitely be dead today."

"I think you no longer have that chance," Kuchiki Senya said, raising the long arrow in his hand, drawing the bow and aiming at Zernikov, a trace of mocking cold light flashing in his eyes.

However, at this moment, Zernikov suddenly stood up and fiercely punched Kuchiki Senya in the chest!