Chapter 347

"You're not dead yet?" Zernikov clutched his chest, frowning as he looked at Kuchiki Senya. He had intended to press his advantage and continue attacking, but the excruciating pain in his wound had slowed his movements to a great degree!

"If you're not dead, how could I bear to leave first..." A slight smirk curled Kuchiki Senya's lips, followed by a sudden, violent twist of his elbow!

Crack!

With a sharp snap, Zernikov's arm was directly dislocated!

He gasped in pain, beads of sweat already popping out on his forehead!

Zernikov knew that if things continued like this, he would surely be beaten to death by his opponent!

"There is no need for you to try and stall any longer," Kuchiki Senya sneered. "I anticipated long ago that you old veterans of the spy world would play tricks. The area surrounding this house is already swarming with assassins."

Hearing this, Zernikov's entire body tensed, his muscles coiled to the absolute limit!

Because he knew very well that the other party had not deceived him!

"Heh heh, it seems we both underestimated the extent to which the Dark World has been paying attention to you old things hiding in the shadows over these years." Kuchiki Senya's tone was thick with chilling malice: "Therefore, you must die. Otherwise, once you escape, we will never be able to find you again."

Zernikov knew that today, his survival was a matter of one life in nine deaths.