Although the boss will bail him out after he hurt someone, after all, not everyone is willing to stay in those places.
Therefore, fruit knives became the favorite weapon of these gangsters. This guy was also a ruthless person. If he said that he wanted to stab someone, then he would really do it.
Unfortunately, he still overestimated his strength. As soon as he stretched out his knife, he felt his right hand tighten, and the knife in his hand was taken away by someone.
"Oh, it's a good fruit knife. Is it a work of art? Is it so fragile?" Jacob said with a smile. He looked at the fruit knife in his hand and then slowly broke the sharp blade bit by bit with his hands. Then, he threw the pieces on the ground and stepped on them.
Seeing that the fruit knife made of fine steel was broken little by little by Jacob, and it was with a pair of bare hands, the little hatchet man did not dare to make a sound. He gulped and took a step back subconsciously.