Her words were accompanied by a venomous expression, as if she were about to pounce and snap Zhang Zhuoyu's neck.
She said hatefully, "It's all thanks to you. I haven't received a single puppet nearby."
"And I can't create any more. Thanks to you guarding me, I was forced to reveal myself."
After she finished speaking, without regard for Zhang Zhuoyu's expression, she turned her gaze to Duan Chen, a glint in her eyes.
"A high-level agent, what a grand gesture to send two high-level agents to kill me."
"Heh heh… but I'm no pushover."
Duan Chen, feeling somewhat speechless, twitched his ear. "Have you ever heard a saying?"
Wang Panpan instinctively asked, "What?"
The moment she spoke, Qian Huan Pandora appeared in Duan Chen's hand. The gun was instantly cocked, and he raised it to fire.
With an icy gaze, Duan Chen smiled faintly. "Villains die from talking too much. Ever heard of that?"
A hole was shot directly through Wang Panpan's brain.
Yet, she remained standing, a faint smile still on her lips.
The hole in her head quickly healed.
She spoke in a languid tone, "Of course I've heard it, but have you heard another saying?"
"True strength lies not in temporary pain."
"You can't kill me, because I am immortal. No matter what you do, you can't kill me."
Facing Wang Panpan's words, Duan Chen couldn't help but scoff.
"If you can't be killed, it just means you're not strong enough. And I, undoubtedly, am strong."
"Arrogant."
Without another word, Duan Chen ceased his delay. Qian Huan Pandora vibrated, firing shot after shot.
But this time, he wasn't aiming at Wang Panpan, but at the puppets she had brought with her.
Each one received a shot, evenly distributed.
He was testing.
Testing to find Wang Panpan's weakness.
But Wang Panpan, with her smile, seemed to pay Duan Chen's probing no mind.
Her red lips parted slightly. "Stop testing. I already told you, you can't kill me."
Dealing with these bizarre entities with special traits was indeed troublesome.
But it wasn't to the point of being unkillable. Duan Chen had some experience in handling such matters.
He had killed no less than a thousand, if not eight hundred, bizarre entities so far.
The Mystic Eyes of Death Perception were not needed at all.
Moreover, the Mystic Eyes of Death Perception weren't completely effective.
While he could see the death lines on a person, he still needed to physically sever those lines to cause death.
Otherwise, just seeing them was useless.
Furthermore, the Mystic Eyes of Death Perception consumed a great deal of spiritual energy. He would absolutely not use them unless it was absolutely critical.
Zhang Zhuoyu and Meng Yanran watched from the side, anxious to help, but they also knew very well that in a fight like this, if the two of them rushed in recklessly, let alone help, it would be good if they didn't become a burden to Duan Chen.
So, they could only watch anxiously.
As they watched, Zhang Zhuoyu remembered something.
Not just him, Meng Yanran also remembered.
They both looked at Xi Er, who was standing beside them.
Zhang Zhuoyu asked with confusion, "Why aren't you going to help?"
Xi Er blinked her eyes in confusion, pointing a finger at herself. "Are you talking to me?"
"Of course, I'm talking to you!"
Xi Er thought for a moment, then replied innocently, "It's because I'm just a doctor."
Who had ever seen a doctor help in a fight?
Wang Panpan, who was locked in a fierce battle with Duan Chen, twitched her ear, as if she had caught some crucial information.
Her eyes flashed with red light, and the next moment she vanished from Duan Chen's sight.
Duan Chen immediately turned and fired a shot behind him.
Wang Panpan fell from the void.
Her abilities included void movement, but it wasn't teleportation. It was traversing space using the power of spatial laws.
If a strong external impact could break through her space, it could harm her within it.
She was directly shot out of space by Duan Chen, blood flowing from her shoulder.
Even if she couldn't die, she would be injured, bleed, and feel pain.
Just looking at Wang Panpan's grimacing face, it was evident that she was indeed in pain.
However, she didn't dwell on this slight pain and instantly initiated another movement, flashing behind Xi Er.
A rather sinister smile appeared on Wang Panpan's lips.
She held a knife engulfed in black flames and pressed it against Xi Er's neck.
Her voice was laced with threat, her eyes fixed on Duan Chen as she grinned menacingly. "Don't come any closer. Now, immediately, drop the weapon in your hand, or this beautiful little girl will die here."
Duan Chen's brow furrowed. He was never comfortable with his companions nearby.
Therefore, he hadn't prepared for this contingency.
He hadn't expected to be caught off guard and for Wang Panpan to seize an opportunity.
Looking at Xi Er under Wang Panpan's control, his heart sank, and he said, "Control your hand!"
Hesitating for a moment, a struggle flashed in Duan Chen's eyes. He slightly loosened his grip on Qian Huan Pandora.
But in that instant, Xi Er seemed to understand Duan Chen's intention.
She suddenly spoke, stopping him. "Don't."
In her large eyes, it was unclear what emotions lay hidden.
But Duan Chen could clearly hear Xi Er's words.
"Don't drop your weapon. Don't worry about me."
Wang Panpan immediately pressed the knife closer to Xi Er's neck.
With a desperate, ferocious air, she threatened, "Don't talk nonsense, or I can't guarantee your head will still be on your neck next second."
"You'd better obey, don't interfere with me, or you'll all die here right now."
However, she never imagined that, with the mindset of a bizarre entity, completely unprepared, she would watch as something happened.
Xi Er, still looking calmly at Duan Chen, suddenly lunged forward, her neck directly hitting the dagger in Wang Panpan's hand.
Clang.
Her head fell.
Blood spurted out, flowing across the ground.