Scar dared not act careless and was prepared to use the mass attack after he saw how scary Fane was.
"Attack!" The others rushed forward and surrounded Fane in the middle of an impenetrable crowd.
Fane was extremely fast. Although so many people rushed toward him, none of them could get near to him. They rushed forward one after another but every of them was finished by Fane's knife.
Some of them only saw the knife's reflection before they died and their head was no longer on their neck.
"No...no way!"
Less than two minutes later, the entire place was full o f corpses and the blood odor filled the space.
Standing on the side, Ned and his followers looked at the show and had smiles on their face in the beginning. In their eyes, Fane was just struggling at the brink of death and he would die from being in a group fight.
The smile on their faces gradually disappeared. It was full of surprise and fear instead.
Fane stood there. After a killing spree, his white shirt still did not even have a drop of blood on it.
Most importantly, Ned realised that Fane was wearing a pair of slippers, yet he could still move that fast.
How did he manage that?
"Young man, you must have used up all your energy! Aren't your hands tired by killing so many people?"
"It’s time!"
Scar finally made his move. He raised his knife, stepped forward and jumped high up into the air. He held the knife with both his hands and cut Fane, who was beneath him.
"The hungry tiger pounces on the food?"
Fane smiled coldly when he saw the opponent's scary pose. He suddenly moved as the person's knife was about to touch him.
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