Chapter 1487

Xayne did not pay attention to how Serena was reacting. Instead, he crouched beside Ozark's corpse. Sometimes, corpses tell the underlying truth. He ripped open Ozark's lab coat, exposing his entire body. Pale skin, some bruising, and a completely collapsed chest that felt soft and squishy like cotton.

Serena frowned with a nauseating urge, but she stood her ground. Xayne examined the body thoroughly. Aside from some wounds, there were no other distinguishing marks or identifiers.

'No tattoos or marks to indicate his affiliation with a killer organization?'

Xayne shook his head and walked to the unconscious Ziglar, giving him a few kicks. Ziglar awoke in pain, gasping as the agony in his knees and shoulders hit him.

Opening his eyes, he saw Xayne's smiling face and instinctively assumed a defensive posture. However, moving aggravated his wounds, causing blood to gush out.

"I advise you not to move. It'll speed up your blood loss and lead to shock," Xayne said while grinning. His k