Little Digger stared blankly at the dagger with only the hilt left in her hand, unable to come to her senses for a long time.
"Ha-ha, loser!"
The man sneered, Little Digger raised her head and saw a ferocious face.
When she realized it, she jumped away from the man in a hurry and wanted to escape.
However, in the air, the man grabbed the clothes on her shoulder and swung her around like a puppet. In the whirl of the sky and earth, he smashed her hard down the high platform.
However, the expected scene of flesh and blood splashing did not happen.
When Little Digger came back to her senses, she found herself in Jack's hand, hundreds of meters away from the man.
"My dagger!"
The first thing the little girl did after she came to her senses was to raise her right hand and look at the broken dagger in her hand with a sad expression.
"It's my dagger. Why are you so sad?"
Jack rolled his eyes.
Little Digger pursed her lips, feeling aggrieved.