A dagger glimmering icily came closer to Jagoan’s face in the dark.
The man in black holding the dagger had unprecedented joy in his eyes. It was as if he had already seen the dagger in his hand stabbing Jagoan’s face. Not only he, but the other men in black who came here with him were also grinning.
However, they wore black gauze scarves, so people could not see their expressions.
“Go to hell! If there is an afterlife, don’t mess with people you can’t beat!” The man in black spoke icily, just like the dagger in his hand.
However, the look of fear he imagined did not appear on Jagoan’s face. On the contrary, Jagoan was still smiling faintly with some disdain. It was as if the dagger that was getting closer and closer to him did not even exist.
“Who are you to kill me?” Jagoan, who had been silent, finally spoke.
As he spoke, his hand rose rapidly, and his fingers clasped the dagger within half a finger away from his face.
Jagoan caught the dagger which was originally aimed at him at high speed with two fingers. He could not move any further!
The man in black holding the dagger could feel how terrifying the two fingers holding the dagger were. Even if he tried his best, he could not move his hand.
“What a clown. Did he really think he can hurt Mr. Lennon?” Jagoan said disdainfully, his voice full of disdain and scorn!
The Brown brothers on the side also looked disdainfully at the stunned man in black.
Jagoan smiled scornfully, raised his other hand, and slapped the man in black in front of him.
Slap!
“With your abilities, there are probably many things that are impossible.” Jagoan glanced at the man in black lying at his feet and said disdainfully.
Then, he looked at Jagoan and the Brown brothers and said,” What are you waiting for? Do you want me to exert myself?”
“Yes! We’ll strike now!” Jagoan immediately replied and unleashed another violent attack on the men in black.
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