Chapter 363: Making a Scene

Tiger begged for mercy. Despite his ruthlessness and habit of slaughtering people, things were different when his own life was at stake, especially since Li Feng had chosen a particularly torturous way to die, slicing arteries.

If Tiger could have killed his opponent within ten seconds, he wouldn't have begged for mercy. But within those ten seconds, his opponent played with him like a cat with a mouse.

This jolted Tiger back to his senses, filled with a primitive fear.

With each passing second, his blood continuously flowed out, and the shadow of death incessantly loomed over him, making him feel the presence of death.

Becoming a mercenary meant confronting death, but when death was actually upon him, he cowered.

"Oh, how much can you give me?"

Li Feng squinted at Tiger, who, now begging for mercy, gritted his teeth and said, "Ten million."

"Federation Coin!"

Tiger named his price as if it cost him a great deal of blood.