His eyes were red. No matter who the other party was, as long as they dared to block his way, he would rush forward without hesitation and tear them into pieces with the gun in his hand. His priority now was to escape, so he could not care so much.
"Are you going to kill yourself or let me do it?" Yara had a dagger in her hand. Her expression was cold, like a killer in the dark.
Billi remained silent. He raised the gun in his hand and was about to pull the trigger.
However, his vision suddenly blurred, and Yara's figure disappeared in an instant, flashing with a red light.
With a swishing sound, the pistol in Billi's hand was broken into two pieces. At the same time, his two arms were also broken.
"Ah!" Billi screamed and fell to the ground. His arms had been neatly cut off. With the rate that he was bleeding out, it would not be long before he died.