A murderous and hostile voice echoed throughout the woods.
The resolute and simple words came out confidently.
In fact, neither Jack nor Lyndall doubted the middle-aged man’s words.
He was a man who could aim a throwing knife right into the interstices of the gun trigger.
With that, he obviously could hit anything he wanted within a short distance, couldn’t he?
It was much easier to aim for one’s carotid artery on the neck compared to the small gap of the gun!
“I only want to kill him! You can still live!”
The middle-aged man said to Lyndall before he turned around and continued to stride in Jack’s direction.
At this moment, Jack was laying on the ground hopelessly. The beating from earlier broke him apart. His limbs were hurting badly.
The man did not only have exceptional combating skills, but his physical strength was also something to be feared by others.
He was only 170 centimeters tall, but under his sturdy physique hid his power which didn’t seem to have a limit.
His punches and kicks were as hard as steel. Each time he struck, it threw Jack into agony from the pain all over his body.
The distinct gap between their strengths only made Jack feel hopeless.
He was watching the middle-aged man who was approaching him with murderous intent.
Jack gritted his teeth and slowly backed away his body as he struggled to his feet.
To just sit around and wait for his doom?
That wasn’t something Jack would do!
Even if he had to fight till his life’s end, he would do so and not just stand idly by.
Just when Jack was halfway up from the ground while he leaned on the tree for support, his eyes suddenly widened.
At the same time.
The middle-aged man also stopped abruptly as he frowned murderously, “You are courting for death!”
He didn’t get to finish his sentence.
Then, he turned around and shook his hand, which was holding the throwing knife, and threw it right at Lyndall.
At the same time, Lyndall was stretching out his right arm to reach for the handgun.
It was just the matter of seconds.
He lifted his right arm.
Slash!
The knife pierced through Lyndall’s arm completely, leaving only its handle outside.
Blood was gushing out.
Jack witnessed this scene with his own eyes.
And it sent chills up his spine.
The middle-aged man looked like he was out to kill.
At the same time Lyndall blocked off the knife with his left arm, he managed to get a hold on the gun with his right one.
Surprisingly, he did not turn around and shoot the man. Instead, he pulled the trigger with all his strength.
Bang!
“Calling for help?”
His expression turned ferocious, and he was looking at Lyndall violently, “Since you want to die, then I’ll make your wish come true!”
“No!”
As Jack watched him approached Lyndall, something exploded in his mind.
Even he couldn’t help but succumb under the attack of this man.
What more to say Lyndall who looked like he was on the verge of dying.
“Kill me! I’m your target, am I not?”
Although Jack felt that his limbs were falling apart, he forced himself up and staggered behind the man, hoping to stop him.
Clang!
Another throwing knife appeared in the man’s hand.
His gaze was cold.
And amidst it was his intention to kill them both.
However, he did not throw the knife out as he did earlier on.
Instead, he held it tightly in his hand and strode towards Lyndall.
On the other hand, Lyndall had released the gun after he fired that one shot. Now, he was lying on the ground, unmoving just like a dead man.
With all the strength he had left in him, he used it to fire the shot earlier to call for help!
Forget about combating the man, Lyndall did not even have the energy to move his fingers right now.
He could feel that the man was getting nearer to him.
That monstrous look from the opponent sent chills up Lyndall’s spine, and he felt like he was freezing all over his body.
He smiled sadly, “My life in exchange for yours, that should be good enough!”
“No! You can’t do this!”
Jack’s pale face was mixed with a hint of fear, not to mention his eyes that were getting bloodshot.
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