C698 Cutting the Weeds to Get Rid of the Roots

Han Ke eyed Chen Zhixuan, who was rapidly closing in, about to come face-to-face with him. Despite the impending threat, a smile played on his lips.

"You don't seriously think I'm only good with guns, do you?" Han Ke taunted, hurling his pistol at Chen Zhixuan.

As Chen Zhixuan dodged, Han Ke swiftly drew a military knife from his belt and lunged at him with lethal intent