Chapter 983

“Uh… um… Mr. Brutus?”

After watching KK inflict what looked like “lingchi” torture on the Blackhand on the ground—leaving him covered in blood and cuts—then seeing him finally stop, the Lazarus team leader hurried forward. He cautiously addressed the employer as “Brutus,” testing the waters.

He had to say something. No matter what, after that many cuts, a person should be a corpse. Even if it was venting, it was about enough—he just hoped the employer’s mental state wasn’t slipping.