The man slowly approached Su Weifeng's bed, and by the moonlight, he could see that Su Weifeng was deeply asleep.
A vicious smile appeared on his face, and then he thrust the toothbrush in his hand viciously towards Su Weifeng's throat.
This was not simply injuring someone; it was outright attempted murder.
At such a close distance, with Su Weifeng completely unguarded, he was too confident in himself. With this thrust, he could easily penetrate the neck of the man on the bed and rupture his carotid artery.
But his smile suddenly froze on his face, just as the toothbrush in his hand froze a few centimeters from Su Weifeng's throat.
Over his wrist, a hand had appeared out of nowhere. No matter how hard he tried, the toothbrush couldn't be pushed any further.
A flicker of horror passed through the assailant's eyes, but his actions did not pause. His other hand struck fiercely toward Su Weifeng's chest.