The yellow-haired man had just raised a hand. Before he could finish his threatening words, he felt a tingling sensation in his right hand. His right hand drooped down, and then, a tingling feeling flowed along his arm towards his whole body.
He was a little confused. He felt that half of his body was out of control, and he didn't know what was going on. Just now, his hand was only touched by Jacob, but after that, half of his body was out of control. Was there magic in that guy's hands?
"What's wrong? What's wrong?" The group of people behind the man with yellow hair hurriedly helped him up.
"I... Half of my body is out of control," the man screamed in horror.
"That guy did it."
"It must be him. He just touched our brother's hand." How could the group of people not understand that it was Jacob's trick? They turned around and stared at him angrily.
"Don't be so agitated." Jacob smiled and said, "I didn't kill him."