"Damn! I'm going to die, I'm going to die!"
Seeing Ye Fan decisively taking action, Peter was terrified, feeling a cold chill shoot up from his heels to the crown of his head.
At this moment, Peter was utterly bewildered. He didn't know whether Ye Fan was too deeply immersed in his role or settling personal scores, but in any case, Peter felt a strong killing intent erupting from inside Ye Fan.
Thud!
Under the watchful eyes of all, Ye Fan, holding an axe, chopped down fiercely onto Peter's thigh. The axe sliced through Peter's pants and lodged itself into his flesh.
Struck by Ye Fan's axe, Peter's thigh instantly started bleeding profusely.
"Ow! Ow-woo!"
Even as a Martial Arts Grandmaster, the pain from Ye Fan's strike was so intense that Peter nearly passed out on the spot.
"My God! I had no idea that not only are Peter's martial arts skills excellent, but his acting is also so superb!"