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Fortunately, Fane was not far from Harvey; just a few meters away. Harvey had a higher probability to

hit his target.

Fane reacted instantly. He was moving at an appalling speed that no one could see how he did it. All

they could see was him waving his hands. When he stopped, there were five more knives in his hands.

Adding in the previous one, there were six knives in total.

"Damn..."

Harvey swallowed his saliva in an attempt to calm himself down. He was shocked that Fane could

catch all the knives. It happened so fast that he did not see what was going on, yet those knives ended

up in Fane's hands.

He knew very well that even the Head Commander would rather dodge his five knives and plan for a

counter-attack than catching them with his bare hands under the same situation.

By Fane taking all the knives down, he proved that he was better than the Head commander in terms of

speed, agility, and other aspects.

Tanya's eyes lit up in excitement when she saw what happened. Fane's ability was proven and she was

reassured that he was worth the hefty twenty million

bucks of monthly salary.

"It's my turn! I'm not good at throwing knives, but perhaps I should give it a go!"

Feeling intrigued, Fane just smiled and tossed the six knives at Harvey.

"No!"

Harvey was terribly scared. The br*t claimed that he was not an expert but he threw the knives anyway. Property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

Miss Tanya was just right beside him and he was worried about the speed of the knives that Fane sent

across.

The worst nightmare was that if Fane was not good at i t, the knives might miss him and hit Miss Tanya

instead.

Some of the other bodyguards were also taken aback when they heard Fane. The br*t wanted to give it

a try.

"Swish! Swish! Swish!”

The six knives flew out at top speed and ended up where Harvey was in a short period of time.

"Argh!"

Before Harvey could react, he felt a gush of pain in six places at the same time. The powerful force

blasted him into the air. He was seen coughing out a mouthful of blood.

It's over. I'm dead, a knife is stuck in my heart!"

Harvey laid on the ground in distress. He could feel the knife pierced through his chest.

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

He heard the sound of the knives fell to the ground.

"What just happened? I...I'm not dead?"

Harvey touched his body and checked his hands. He found no traces of blood.

He sat up in a daze. He looked at the ground with his pale face just to find all six knives on the ground

without blood on any of them.

"How come there is no blood?"

Harvey stood up, his face was full of disbelief. "What just happened?"

Fane frowned bitterly. "Sigh, what bad luck. How come you were only hit by the hilt!"

The people around felt like their hearts almost leaped out of their throats. All of the knives’ handles hit

the target. No way that was pure luck. 1

In other words, Fane did it on purpose.

"Thank you for not killing me!"

Unknowingly, cold sweat broke out on Harvey. He was scared. Without thinking, he joined his hands in

salutation and bowed to thank Fane.

"Why thank me? It's your luck!"

Fane smiled lightly before continuing. "By the way, is there anyone else here who wants to challenge

me?"