His malicious laughter was followed by a loud bang. The hammer in Lorenzo's hand suddenly fell beside Katie's foot.

"Ah!" Katie screamed, clutching her head. She still had lingering fear of the sharp pain she had just felt.

At Katie's timid appearance, Lorenzo couldn't help laughing heartily.

Just then, a faint sneer sounded in the room. “It turns out that Lorenzo, the infamous Blood Knight, is just a complete fool."

Lorenzo turned around and saw Mitchel with blood on the corner of his mouth glaring at him contemptuously.

Lorenzo stepped forward and said in an unexpected gentle expression, “Are you talking about me?" Along with his amiable tone was a chilling sound of bones cracking.

Katie, watching from behind, saw clearly as Lorenzo effortlessly crushed Mitchel's kneecap with his bare hands.

Lorenzo used only one hand to break a hard kneecap. It was such a horrifying display of power.

Mitchel was clearly at a disadvantage at the moment. But he Looked even more terrifying. He didn't make any sound. Even when his kneecap was crushed, he didn't even frown. Such endurance was something ordinary people did not equip.

The two men confronted each other, and neither was willing to yield.

Coincidentally, Lorenzo was dressed in black while Mitchel was now in a white shirt. The blood stains on Mitchel's shirt made them Look like printed flowers. The two men were in stark contrast. It was as if the evil and the righteous were in an ultimate showdown.

Lorenzo was surprised by Mitchel's stoicism. He murmured, “Hmm... Such an impressive composure. But how dare you call me a fool! Are you so eager to die?"

“What? Did I say something wrong?" As he spoke, Mitchel's voice was slightly hoarse, indicating he was affected by his broken kneecap. It was just that he was exceptionally tolerant of pain.

Although his hands were handcuffed to the pillar behind him, and his kneecap was broken, Mitchel didn't kneel at all. Instead, he half- bent his intact knee and straightened his back. He was tenacious, refusing to give in.

“I heard that the Blood Knight is known for his swift, ruthless, and accurate methods. But waver after listening to a woman's plea for life? Disappointed!" Mitchel scorned.

Mitchel's words clearly suggested that Katie was merely fabricating excuses to escape.

Katie's face immediately drained of color upon hearing this, cursing Mitchel silently.

Mitchel's eyes were filled with coldness and mockery, adding, “It seems rumors are not always credible.”

Sure enough, Mitchel's words provoked Lorenzo. He quickly pulled out a delicate gun from his coat, aimed at Katie.

“The consequence of playing tricks on me is always the same," Lorenzo said coldly. He didn't turn around, and his gaze was fixed on Mitchel. But the gun in his hand was accurately aimed at the center of Katie's head.