Chapter 863: The Youth in the Photo

Wan Kun had no time to react when the powerful impact pinned him against the wall.

The key issue was that the thrown knife was still trembling slightly.

One could imagine how forceful the throw had been!

He looked at the blood on his hands, and fury consumed him!

"Fuck your mother, who the hell did this!"

His gaze fell on the doorway, veins bulging with rage, and then he saw a young man of about twenty.

The young man's eyes were dark and brooding, clearly the one who had ambushed him.

He violently pulled out the still-trembling knife from the wall, clutched his hand, tore a piece of cloth from his shirt, and quickly bandaged his arm.

Then, he even licked the blood off the knife, his expression twisted to the extreme.

"You're the first one who dares to touch me, the first to play with knives in front of me, and the first to make me bleed. If I, Wan Kun, don't kill you today, I might as well stop showing my face in Jiangdu."