Raising her hands to cover the bright red bloody mouth on her neck, Luan He roared almost hysterically.
No one expected that even under heavy siege and with seemingly no life left, Dia could still calmly pounce on her, not only stabbing her in the waist, but also almost wiping her neck.
Fortunately, the knife Dia stabbed her waist was to attract her attention, it was a feint, so it did not hurt her vital parts.
The knife that actually stabbed her neck was spotted by Jida on the side and stopped him in time.
It can be said that if Jida's golden spear was any slower, her throat might have been cut open by Dia.
Seeing the two elite members of the Black Panther Department restraining Dia's hands, Gilda even took Dia's knife away with her own hands, leaving her no longer able to resist.
But Luan He's body could not help but tremble, fearful of the life-and-death scene just now.
When she was afraid, she naturally became angry.
So she almost immediately took out the dagger from her waist and rushed directly towards the captured Dia.
However, in the face of her rage, Dia, who could not protect herself, remained calm. Those glass-like eyes were cold and transparent, as if she could see through all Luan He's weakness and anger.
Dia was not afraid at all, so every look she looked at Luan He seemed to be mocking her.
Luan He, who received this signal, became even more angry and wanted to plunge the dagger in his hand into Dia's body immediately.
She thought this way and naturally acted this way, after all, her mission was to kill Dia.
But just when she was about to rush to Dia and treat Dia like Dia wiping her neck, Jida who was standing next to Dia moved her golden spear and directly knocked the dagger from her hand.
"Jeda, what are you doing!"
Looking up at Jida, the anger in Luan He's eyes was obvious.
She knew that Jida was fond of Dia, but Dia had already broken her feelings, right? Now Jida must want to take revenge on this woman, right? Why would she stop her?
"What? Are you going to disobey the Sixth Prince's order? Don't forget what we are here for today!"
"Of course I know what I am here for. You don't need to remind me about it."
Jida casually finished playing with the golden spear in his hand, and glanced at Dia, who was in a state of embarrassment with her narrow eyes, but her eyes were still cold and said:
"Don't get me wrong, I don't want to stop you from killing her. I just think we haven't even found Garuda. Wouldn't it be a pity to kill her now?"
"What do you mean?"
Luan He frowned. If Jida had not acted quickly enough, she would have been dead. So she really wanted to kill Dia immediately to avoid future troubles.
But Jida had just saved her life and was her benefactor. She couldn't refute Jida without any mercy. That would be a bit ungrateful.
So she could only look at Jida quietly at this moment, hoping that he could give her a reasonable explanation.
"Luan He, you and I are companions, like grasshoppers on a vine. So I'll tell you straight away, I want to play with her, and I'll kill her when I've had enough. Is this clear enough?"
Jida grinned, pinched Dia's white chin with her thumb and index finger, forcing the beauty to look up at him.
What a pair of clear, aloof and beautiful eyes. I just don’t know if they can still be as cold and domineering as before when she is in his bed.
"Jeda, I know you want to take revenge on her, but our mission is to kill her and the third prince. This matter is of great importance and we can't..."
"Why not?" Jida turned to look at Luan He and said jokingly: "You said we were going to kill her and Garuda, but hasn't Garuda been caught yet?"
"But……"
Luan He was still hesitating until Jida smiled and said:
"She is a Garuda woman. As long as she lives, Garuda will definitely come to save her. Have you forgotten? Our third prince is the most affectionate and righteous. Right? Saint Diya."
Dia frowned slightly, with a rare expression of disgust and sullenness on her face.
Apparently, the sight of Jeddah made her feel sick.
Especially when the other party not only coveted her body, but also wanted to use her to trap Garuda.
He is not a warrior, but a traitor and a coward!
"Will Garuda really come to save her?"
Luan and Xin knew that Jida said this out of desire, but to be honest, this reason did have some basis.
So she was shaken.
Jeddah, seeing this, naturally wanted to pursue the victory.
"Yes, let's just wait and see. Of course, if Garuda doesn't come, I'll kill her after having enough fun and blame the matter on Garuda. By then, not only us, but also Wu will
Those crazy people in Japan will not let Garuda go."
With Jida's words, Luan He finally relaxed.
There is no other way, eating people has a short mouth and taking advantage of others, and she will always be shorter when facing Jida who is so kind to her.
"Okay, let's do it."
Jida smiled and nodded, even if she wanted to turn around and continue to embarrass Dia.
Unexpectedly, the waiter who was playing the role of Garuda suddenly broke free from the restraint and rushed towards him with a knife.
However, this waiter was no match for Jida, and now he was seriously injured, so Jida directly stabbed him with his backhand, and the golden spear in his hand instantly penetrated the opponent's heart.
Large streams of blood gushed out from the waiter's chest. He looked at Dia blankly and murmured with difficulty:
"Holy, holy...female..."
Pulling out the golden spear in his hand, Jida looked at the limp waiter mockingly, with even a hint of excitement surging between his brows.
Because he saw Dia closing her eyes in pain, as if she couldn't bear to look at the scene in front of her.
This feeling of controlling Dia's emotions gave him a great sense of pleasure.
If Luan He hadn't stopped him, indicating that these Wuri tribe's waiters were still useful and might be important evidence to frame Garuda later, he might have rushed to kill a few more.
That's all, it doesn't matter. Dia has fallen into his hands anyway, right?
"Clean up the streets quickly and send people to find Garuda's whereabouts immediately. By the way, if you find someone, you must tell them that Dia is following me. I can have fun as I want."
Jida exchanged a few words with the subordinates behind her, then pinched the back of Dia's neck and dragged her towards their temporary camp.
He has longed for Dia for more than a day or two, but he has always been particular about Jida. No matter how beautiful Dia is, she is still a little off-putting to him when she is covered in blood and mud.
So he had to ask the accompanying maid to clean her first, and then bring her to his bed safely.
Seeing Jida dragging Dia away, Luan He turned his attention to the remaining members of the Wuribe tribe.
"Sir, now that we have only caught one of the two targets, Lord Jedda has begun to enjoy it. Isn't it not good?"
A close confidant on the side approached Luan He and asked in a tactful tone.
However, Luan He just glared at him, turned around and led people outside the city where there had just been a sudden movement.