Saint Eyes: The Magic Doctor

"Try it." Wu Lai said indifferently. In any case, he was good at talking. Who didn't know? He didn't feel the same strength as Master Faang from this small knife. At least... This guy wasn't some Martial Arts Master. At most, he was just a killer with good skills.    

    

The mark between Wu Lai's eyebrows flashed and disappeared. He instantly saw through the black displacement and the face.    

    

If it wasn't for the ferocious looking face, this face... It was a very ordinary and young face. It looked like he was only in his early twenties. However, the scars on the body of this person in his early twenties were already innumerable. Their arms and bodies were all covered in scars. Some of them were big and small, and some of them were about to fade away. Some of them were extremely obvious and hideous.    

    

What had this guy experienced?    

    

Confusion flashed across Wu Lai's eyes, and his body suddenly tensed up.    

    

He felt a strong sense of danger. The small knife that was playing with the butterfly knife was staring at Wu Lai, as if it was going to eat him in the next second.    

    

He was definitely a fugitive.    

    

Suddenly, the butterfly knife stopped fooling around. The knife had already stabbed at Wu Lai at an incredible speed. If it was an ordinary person, at this moment, death was already announced. Even Liu Mang, who had been staring at the scene and trying to find an opportunity to help, couldn't react in time.    

    

"Wu Lai!" Liu Mang roared. He could only do this in time.    

    

The next second, Liu Mang, who was about to rush over and fight with the knife, was stunned.    

    

"Brother Mang, you don't believe me that much?" Wu Lai easily reached out two fingers and grabbed the knife's blade. No matter how hard the small knife used, his two fingers did not move and did not give him a chance.    

    

Luo Xin was not surprised at all. After all, the bodyguard in Suun Yifeng's hand was much more powerful than this knife.    

    

There was a flash of shock on Small Saber's face, but he did not insist on using the butterfly knife. Instead, Li Ke let go and a dagger suddenly appeared in his hand. This dagger was very small and the blade was only two inches long. It had already stabbed towards Wu Lai.    

    

This was the weapon that cut open the throat of the first person who dared to come out to play a hero.    

    

However, this time, this dagger was useless.    

    

The butterfly knife's blade and the knife's tip collided, blocking the knife. In the next second, the butterfly knife landed on the knife's body.    

    

When he saw the butterfly knife approaching, the knife originally wanted to be frightened. But he discovered that he was terrifyingly calm. In this exchange, he understood that Wu Lai was not an ordinary person. He was going to die in the hands of a scoundrel today.    

    

The butterfly knife's blade cut through his clothes, but the pain he imagined didn't appear.    

    

He opened his eyes in shock, looked at Wu Lai in front of him, and then looked at himself.    

    

His clothes were actually torn, his hat fell to the ground, and the rest were intact.    

    

"I am just a doctor, not a murderer. Don't think I will kill people. I don't want to dirty my own hands. " The butterfly knife had already started playing in Wu Lai's hand. The moment he took the knife, he didn't know why he felt that it was so convenient, but at this moment, the butterfly knife in his hands started to fly around. It was like a real butterfly, vivid and dazzling.    

    

Xiao Dao looked at Wu Lai on the other side. Suddenly, he knelt down with a 'plop'. "Master!"