"Who are you?"
Brother Tui asked warily, looking at the man before him, his voice cold.
"The one here to take your life. Today, I will kill everyone connected to the Wei family!"
The man's voice was incredibly hoarse and ancient, as if clawed from the depths of his throat. It sent shivers down Brother Tui's spine.
"With you? You dare say such things in front of the renowned successor of North Wind Leg? Do you believe I can't shatter your head with a single kick?"
Brother Tui scoffed, looking at the man with disdain.
"Hahaha, I already know your background. Compared to the two currently with the Wei family, you're quite pathetic. I saw your fight just now; you couldn't even block their second move. And you still have the nerve to act tough in front of me? Who gave you the courage?"
The sinister man sneered, his laughter like the wail of a tormented ghost, particularly unpleasant to hear.
"You court death!"
Brother Tui's expression instantly changed. He launched a kick directly at the man's head. He knew this man might be formidable, and he had to strike first, lest he perish at this man's hands.
Brother Tui poured all his strength into the kick, enough to send a tank flying. But just as his leg was about to connect with the sinister man's head, the man extended an arm and precisely grabbed Brother Tui's leg. No matter how much Brother Tui struggled, it was in vain.
Then, with a forceful wrench, the sinister man tore Brother Tui's leg clean off his body.
"You waste, don't come out and show off like this again!"
Before Brother Tui could even cry out, the sinister man stomped on his head. Instantly, Brother Tui's head exploded like a watermelon, scattering blood and brains everywhere.
After killing Brother Tui, the sinister man proceeded directly towards the Wei family villa.
Inside the villa hall, Big and Little Arno stood on high alert, while Old Master Wei sat calmly on the sofa, playing chess by himself.
Suddenly, a figure appeared silently opposite Old Master Wei's sofa, causing both Big and Little Arno to change color. They hadn't perceived how this person had entered at all.
"Are you Wei Guorong?"
The figure asked Old Master Wei coldly, his voice hoarse and ancient.
"Indeed. I expected Shao Shanfeng to arrive, but you have disappointed me!"
Old Master Wei looked at the person who had appeared opposite him, shaking his head.
"To take your miserable life, our boss doesn't need to make a move. I alone am enough!"
"However, I am obligated to tell you my name. Remember, I am Snow Wolf!"
As Snow Wolf spoke, a cruel smile touched his lips. A dark hand suddenly appeared and lunged towards Old Master Wei's chest.
"Bold!"
Seeing this, Big Arno moved instantly. A sharp, obsidian dagger had appeared in his hand, and he slashed it directly at Snow Wolf's outstretched hand.
Snow Wolf sneered, unfazed. The dark energy of the dagger struck Snow Wolf's hand, emitting a metallic sound and sparks.
"En?"
"Your hand?"
Big Arno looked at Snow Wolf in disbelief. His obsidian dagger was made of special material, capable of slicing through iron. He never expected it to be unable to cut through Snow Wolf's arm. However, Big Arno's strike had slowed Snow Wolf, giving Little Arno time to react.
Little Arno pulled Old Master Wei back, narrowly dodging Snow Wolf's attack.
"More fools coming to die!"
Seeing Big and Little Arno, Snow Wolf said coldly.
"Snow Wolf? I seem to have heard of you. One of the seven leaders of the Dark Alliance. I didn't expect you to betray the Dark Alliance and defect to Shao Shanfeng!"
Little Arno said coldly, looking at Snow Wolf.
"Hahaha, I didn't expect anyone to still know my name. Since that's the case, I'll grant you a whole corpse!"
Snow Wolf sneered and attacked, his hands transforming into wolf-like claws, lunging at Little Arno.
"Precise, accurate, and incredibly fast. This is almost comparable to a lightning wolf!"
Witnessing Snow Wolf's speed, Little Arno dared not be careless. He quickly drew a dagger to meet Snow Wolf's onslaught.
This dagger was the same as Big Arno's, made of special material, yet it still couldn't pierce Snow Wolf's hands.
Snow Wolf, on the other hand, was at ease. Every move and every stance made Big and Little Arno struggle to cope. Even with weapons in hand, Snow Wolf was effortlessly dealing with them using only his bare hands.
"Your methods are too crude. You have brute strength but lack the perfect execution!"
Snow Wolf declared, his speed suddenly increasing. With one swipe, he grabbed Little Arno's arm and yanked hard, intending to tear it off.
At this moment, Big Arno lunged towards Snow Wolf's waist, forcing Snow Wolf to exert less strength. Little Arno seized the opportunity, pulling his arm free from Snow Wolf's grasp. However, Little Arno's arm was now a bloody mess, exposing white bone.
Wounded by Snow Wolf's attack, Little Arno lost his combat ability, leaving Big Arno to face Snow Wolf alone.
"Not bad. Your skill is slightly superior to his. This close-quarters dagger combat style, someone must have taught you, right? Interesting!"
Snow Wolf engaged in close combat with Big Arno. Seeing Big Arno consistently targeting Snow Wolf's vital points and easily evading his attacks, Snow Wolf was somewhat surprised.
"Thirty-Six Styles of Dagger Combat. Haven't you heard of it?"
Big Arno replied while attacking.
"En? Thirty-Six Styles of Dagger Combat? It's that old man from the shadows' ultimate technique. I didn't expect you to have a connection with him. If that's the case, I'll take your heads and deliver them to that old man myself, to enrage him to death!"
Snow Wolf sneered. The old man from the shadows was one of the seven leaders of the Dark Alliance. Snow Wolf was also once one of them, but he eventually betrayed the Dark Alliance and became enemies with the other leaders. Now, encountering disciples trained by his former rival, Snow Wolf was naturally enraged.
"Then we'll have to see if you have the means!"
Big Arno sneered and lunged forward again with his dagger.
This time, a cruel smile appeared on Snow Wolf's lips. His speed increased again, not only his hands but also his feet transforming into wolf-like claws, rapidly attacking Big Arno.
"Careful!"
Big Arno dodged one of Snow Wolf's palm strikes but couldn't avoid a kick to his abdomen. He was sent flying backward, crashing into the coffee table in the hall with a loud bang, shattering it into pieces.
"Not showing off anymore, are you!"
Snow Wolf sneered and walked towards Big Arno. The blow from Snow Wolf had left deep claw marks on Big Arno's abdomen, bleeding profusely, rendering him unable to fight.