Sir President, Your Stamina is Amazing! - Chapter 732

Don’t Pull It Out!

Translator: 549690339

Everyone was only polite to him because of Feng Sheng.

After all, everyone knew that Feng Sheng’s abilities were so outstanding that the people around him would not be inferior.

Ya Quan’s small move surprised Anthony, but it also made Jim and the others look at him.

Indeed, it proved that the strong did not raise trash by their side.

Although in their eyes, Ya Quan’s body was not strong, and even his face was childish, he was clearly not a character to be trifled with.

” I haven’t used the knife for too long. I’m a little rusty. I missed.””

Ya Quan threw the fruit knife away and ignored Ye Shayan’s scream.

Ye Shayan’s body was covered with a sheet. After the fruit knife pierced through the sheet, the sheet was stained with scarlet blood.

Ya Quan looked at the fruit knife that had been stabbed into Ye Shayan’s body. It was only two-thirds of the way in, and not all of the blade was in. He was a little dissatisfied with the knife.

Ji Mu looked at Ya Quan’s knife that was silently thrown out, and he was very shocked in his heart.

Ya Quan was sitting by the bed. He didn’t even see Ya Quan’s arm move.

However, Ya Quan’s casual throw had caused the 15-centimeter-long fruit knife to be inserted at least 10 centimeters deep.

Even if he held the hilt and stabbed it down at a close distance, it would still require a lot of strength to insert so much.

“Pretty boy, you’re quite capable.”

After recovering from his shock, Jim muttered in a low voice.

Feng Sheng was standing right beside Jim, so he naturally heard Jim’s murmur.

He turned around coldly and glanced at Jim again.

Although Ji Mu was not looking at Feng Sheng, he had already caught Feng Sheng’s cold glare from the corner of his eye.

He felt a chill down his spine when Feng Sheng looked away.

Jim’s toes moved a few centimeters away from Feng Sheng, and his body leaned toward Anthony.

His body language showed that he was subconsciously avoiding Feng Sheng.

Ye Shayan’s right chest was suddenly stabbed so deeply.

She screamed in pain, and every time she breathed, the right side of her body ached.

“It hurts! Ya Quan, please let me go.”

Ye Shayan couldn’t control her tears.

“It won’t hurt anymore if I help you pull it out.”

The bed with messy white bedsheets was very big. Ya Quan leaned his upper body towards the middle of the bed and stretched out his right hand to hold the handle of the fruit knife.

“No! Ya Quan, don’t!”

Ye Shayan shook her head in fear when she saw Ya Quan reaching out his hand.

Although she had never been stabbed by a knife before, she knew that if the fruit knife was suddenly pulled out, there would be a lot of blood.

If she did not receive timely treatment, she would die from excessive blood loss.

“It’s okay. It won’t hurt anymore after I pull the knife out.”

Ya Quan’s baby-faced eyes were still calm.

After he finished speaking, he pulled the hilt of his sword forcefully.

“Ah!”

Ye Shayan screamed again.

At the same time, Ya Quan suddenly pulled out a fruit knife.

Ye Shayan’s wound was deeply stabbed. As the fruit knife was pulled out, a small stream of blood spurted out.

The blood that was brought out by the fruit knife seemed to have suddenly shot out from the needle. After the blood sprayed out in a bright arc in the air, a few drops splashed onto Ya Quan’s glasses.