The masked man known as "Jack the Ripper" was said to have the highest combat power. He once hunted down hundreds of people in a single night, earning him the reputation of a terrifying demon.

Perhaps I can use this as an excuse to intimidate the man in front of me and get away with it.

He paused for a moment, then couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"What are you laughing at? If you dare to touch me, my brother won't let you off."

But soon, he looked behind me, and the smile on his face instantly disappeared, replaced by a cold and chilling gaze.

A few masked men approached, carrying bloodied axes, laughing and coming closer.

"Wow, tonight we have another good show. Another little lamb. Can we start the performance now?"

I stood frozen in place, and the masked man wearing a Pigsy mask bent down, lightly tapping my cheek with the edge of the axe.

"What a waste of such a pretty face. Tomorrow morning, it will rot and stink. It's such a pity."

I was dragged behind by a large hand, and the man wearing a clown mask spoke in a cold tone, "She is my prey."

The masked men glanced at the clown mask, seemingly wary of him.

"Since she's the prey of Chi Yan, let's go find some other fun."

As I watched those masked men walk away, I realized that I had been holding onto his clothes tightly, holding my breath, almost suffocating.

The man named Chi Yan glanced at me, then walked straight towards the depths of the alley.

"If you don't want to die, then follow."