Get out of My Way

"Let her go!" Fu Yuchen stared coldly at the little hoodlum. His dark eyes were filled with a scarlet chill.

The little hoodlum was frightened by the sharp murderous intent in his eyes and wanted to pull the knife out of his hand, but he didn't move.

At this moment, he couldn't even use one of his hands, and that metal rod had been stepped on by that man.

Both parties were in a stalemate, and their blood-red blades dripped down to the ground bit by bit. Both of them stared at each other viciously, and neither of them dared to admit defeat.

"Fu Yuchen, hurry up and leave!" Luo Shumo looked at Fu Yuchen and screamed. The pool of blood on the ground was shocking. The last thing she wanted to do was to owe him. Why would he come back?!

However, the two men remained motionless. Seeing that he was motionless, the delinquent was a bit angry, and his hand that was holding onto the handle of his knife slightly rotated.