If I’m going to die here anyway…!0

Kang Chan gripped the ring finger of the man squeezing his neck. He then flipped it up, causing the bone inside to snap.0

You motherfucker!0

As the enemy flinched, Kang Chan grabbed the middle finger next. 0

Flip! Crack!0

“Kegh!”0

The enemy groaned in pain, and his grip on Kang Chan’s neck loosened.0

Aware that he would be done for if he missed this opportunity, Kang Chan twisted and brought down the enemy’s right hand in front of his face and grabbed the back of the knife threatening to stab him.0

Swish!0

He then shoved it hard toward the enemy’s throat. 0

Pow! Jab!0

Along with a ghastly gasp, blood began to drip from the stab wound. A second later, it gushed out like water escaping from a torn rubber hose. 0

Swoooosh!0

Blood covered Kang Chan from his face down to his shoulders.0

Thud!0

Kang Chan shifted to the side, and the enemy fell to the ground. The man wriggled and shuddered convulsively. 0

Though freed from his opponent, there was no way Kang Chan could get up with Enzo on his back. Hence, he unstrapped the rifle from his shoulder and lifted Enzo’s bootlace-tied hands from around his neck as if he were removing a shirt. 0

Enzo was already unconscious. 0

Kang Chan raised his upper body and sat on the haunches of his legs. Afterward, he slowly looked around. 0

The blood that had dripped down his nose stuck to his throat, giving off a foul odo...0