Internal Strife?

"What... what?" The mercenary's expression changed drastically.

He exerted all his strength, using every ounce of power he had, but his fingers remained motionless. Acting swiftly, he used his other hand to draw the pistol from his waist.

However, before he could make a move, Wang Chao appeared before him like a ghost, and with a single palm strike, shattered his throat and cervical bones.

The mercenary's eyes widened, blood filling his mouth as he collapsed, dead.

Wang Chao supported the mercenary, quickly stripped off his clothes, and put them on himself.

He then threw the mercenary's body into the bathroom of the room and turned to Kristin. "Stay here and don't move. I'll come back for you later!"

"I'm scared, don't leave me!" Kristin held onto Wang Chao's hand tightly, her face pale with fear in her eyes.

After this incident, she couldn't bear to stay alone here anymore.