“Since I won’t survive today, you’ll die with me!”
Bloodhand’s eyes were red, and he looked like a demon who had crawled out of hell. A dagger gleamed coldly as it stabbed Daniel with blinding speed.
Daniel’s expression changed at this. He understood the difference in his and Jagoan’s strength and naturally knew Bloodhand was stronger than him.
“Daniel!”
“Watch out, Daniel!”
Two of the Brown brothers who saw their eldest brother being targeted by Bloodhand also exclaimed.
Facing Bloodhand’s dagger, Daniel only felt that death had come for him, and he was about to die.
“How dare you attack my comrade in front of me! Aren’t you underestimating me?!”
Ding!
The next second, the dagger was stopped by another dagger, and Jagoan’s impassive voice rang.
Bloodhand’s dagger was now within a finger’s distance of Daniel’s face. If Jagoan had been a second later, the dagger would have stabbed into Daniel’s face.
Whew…
Daniel heaved a sigh of gratitude and looked gratefully at Jagoan.
Jagoan ignored him. After shaking off Bloodhand, he thrust the dagger into Bloodhand’s chest at a faster pace.
Swoosh!
The dagger pierced flesh, and the Bloodhand, which had looked like a demon, immediately stopped moving and fell feebly. Bloodhand kept staring at Jagoan with dimming eyes as if to remember his killer.
Jagoan kicked Bloodhand’s body away, looked at Daniel, and said, “Do you know you’re not strong enough now?”
“Yeah, I’ll have to ask you to increase the intensity of my training when I get back, Brother Jagoan.” Daniel answered, his eyes more determined than ever.
Jagoan smiled and nodded at this, relief flickering in his eyes.
Jagoan knew exactly what kind of staff Jagoan needed. He used Daniel’s near-death experience as a warning to all Optimus members.
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