Zhu Haomiao quietly crept up from behind and gently covered the prison guard's mouth and nose. At the moment the guard's eyes widened in terror, he twisted forcefully.
Crack~
"Mmm..."
The scream that almost escaped was abruptly cut off. Amid the crisp sound of cracking bones, the guard's cervical vertebrae snapped, his head spun 180 degrees, and the faint groan was instantly stilled in his throat.
"Relax, a little pain is normal."
Holding the twitching, convulsing body of the prison guard, Zhu Haomiao murmured softly into his ear. It was only after a dozen seconds that he gently laid the lifeless body on the ground.
Finding a short blade beside the prison guard, Zhu Haomiao drew it from its sheath, and looked at the sharp steel blade gleaming coldly, nodding in satisfaction.
Though it was just an ordinary standard steel blade, it was well maintained and proved more practical in actual combat than many flashy weapons.
