"Are you crazy?"
Scarface was covered in wounds. He had no choice but to shout, wanting Jiang Ming to regain his senses.
Jiang Ming was not crazy to begin with. When he heard this, his hands moved even faster.
The moment he struck out, some flames also came out.
The flames burned Scarface's body. He frantically extinguished the flames on his body while dealing with Jiang Ming.
Not long after, a part of his flesh had been burned.
Sikong Wuyuan forced himself to understand Scarface.
Scarface died immediately.
There were still many things he wanted to do, but he could no longer do them.
Jiang Ming clapped his hands.
Now, everything was completely resolved.
Gazing at the eighteen steps that had yet to disappear, Sikong Wuyuan felt a lingering fear in his heart. He felt that he could not see what lay at the bottom of the stairs.
Jiang Ming sneaked behind him and pushed him down.