Chapter 637: The Little Flower-Selling Beauty
"Are you reminding me?" Shao Huo's gaze was like a torch, emitting strands of burning intensity as he tightly fixed his eyes on him.
"Brother Shao, please don't get it wrong…"
Thump.
A sudden intense pain spread through his body, and warm blood continuously flowed out.
Zhang Zhicheng stared with wide eyes, disbelievingly looking at Shao Huo before him.
Shao Huo's pale and gaunt face twisted grotesquely as he said darkly, "Some things are not for you to meddle with, knowing too much isn't good for you."
"Brother Shao, why, why are you doing this? Did I say something wrong?" Zhang Zhicheng asked, terrified, staring hard into his eyes. He truly couldn't imagine that Shao Huo would actually make such a ruthless move against him.
"Because you know too much." Almost as soon as Shao Huo's words fell, the knife that had been plunged into Zhang Zhicheng's stomach twisted again, severing countless intestines along with it.
