Soon, a loud noise that sounded like something tearing the air apart resonated in the room. Besides, cries of pain could also be heard.
The toothpicks went right through the men's heads and stuck onto the marble wall, sending a cloud of dust everywhere.
In an instant, the men dropped to the ground lifelessly one after another. They had stopped breathing, and blood was oozing out of their foreheads.
Despite the small hole, their brains were entirely wrecked.
Both Mark and Hector were startled by the scene before them, and so was Ysabel when she took a peek.
What is this? How did he manage to kill a dozen of men with toothpicks? Only God would have such capability!
“You... You...” Mark, who was still holding his right arm, was spooked. He then pressed a button on the walkie-talkie and demanded, “Send everyone here now!”
Hector, on the other hand, surveyed Donald carefully for the first time.
“I'm eager to meet the person who can make me stay here today.” Donald spoke in a calm voice and patted Ysabel's shoulder.
She widened her eyes and stared at Donald attentively. A moment later, she exclaimed excitedly, “You're amazing, Donald! I'm impressed! I love you so much, Donald!”
Why does that sound so weird?
Donald looked at Ysabel speechlessly.
After hearing her declaration, Hector's expression turned surly as if Ysabel had cuckolded him.
When another thirty men appeared, the worries in Mark's heart dissipated. He announced, “You're on my turf today, and I'm Blade Alliance's leader. I have hundreds of men here with me. I dare you to leave this place.”
With that, some of the men took out the rifles they had made themselves and pointed the guns at Donald.
Mark also retrieved a double-barrel shotgun and aimed it at Donald.
“I would like to find out if your toothpicks can fly faster than my bullets!” Mark's expression turned thunderous. Meanwhile, his right arm was shaking vigorously.
“I've decided to kill you too!” Hector roared.
“Wow. Blade Alliance is becoming more and more arrogant lately.” Just then, a deep voice sounded. Tyson, who was in an electric wheelchair and covered in bandages, appeared in front of the crowd.
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