"Are you under Fabio's command?"
Upon hearing Lina's question, Duccio nodded.
He often enjoyed playing with knives in his spare time, so he knew the circumstances under which a person could hold a knife most steadily.
At this moment, Lina was in no situation to hold a knife steadily.
Her wrist was still trembling slightly. Duccio was afraid that Lina might accidentally cut her own neck if she wasn't careful.
"Indeed, I work for Fabio. As an Iugrean, you should know what that means."
Originally, Duccio intended to use Fabio's name to see if he could persuade Lina to back off.
However, Lina unexpectedly turned around and fiercely stabbed Duccio in the thigh.
"Ah! You wretched woman!"
Subconsciously, Duccio felt the urge to hit Lina.
Donald grabbed his hair and forcefully slammed Duccio's head against the car.
In front of Donald, Duccio was like a child whose every move was completely transparent. No matter how he resisted, Donald would always intercept him first, and then give him a severe lesson.
At first, Lina was actually quite afraid of Duccio's counterattack.
But when she realized that with Donald around, Duccio couldn't harm her at all, Lina's courage grew even stronger.
The small knife in her hand was no longer used to stab directly into Duccio's thigh. Instead, she used the blade to slice open Duccio's jeans, creating one cut after another on his leg.
This kind of pain may not be as intense as a piercing wound at the beginning, but the pain would last long.
He could neither fight nor hide from it.
Duccio could only grit his teeth and silently endure this pain.
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