Chapter 129 This is What a Child Looks Like When Not Hungry_6

"Okay, let's go." Ma Yilong waved his hand and then took back the machete from Wang Wei, just as Wang Wei was about to follow and leave.

Puchi!

The sound of flesh being pierced.

Wang Wei looked down at his abdomen where the machete had stabbed into his body.

Puchi.

Ma Yilong pulled out the knife, the blade changing from white to red.

Clutching his abdomen, Wang Wei stared in disbelief at Ma Yilong. He truly hadn't expected this turn of events; he had brought them here, betraying his former teammates, and now he was meeting such an end.

The old man, seeing Wang Wei fall, felt a sense of satisfaction. This was the fitting end for a traitor and collaborator.

Ma Yilong, wiping the blood off the blade, said indifferently, "You're of no use, weak and frail, not even qualified to be my subordinate. Moreover, you're a traitor. The old expert watches you every day, feeling uneasy. At your age, if one day you enrage him to the point of an incident, it would be our loss."