Chapter 245: Good Grandson

"I feel something is wrong, and, you shouldn't have talked so much. Now, your chances of successfully killing me are zero."

As soon as Chen Wei had spoken, Black Hawk was about to retort but unexpectedly found that he couldn't speak, frowning deeply.

"Ugh!" A slight, sharp pain emanated from his neck. When he reached up to touch it, his fingers grazed the cut-open flesh exposed to the air, and the pain made him break out in a cold sweat.

"When! Did! This! Happen!" In the next second, with difficulty in his voice, Black Hawk realized that another knife, which should have been on his waist, was gone - now in the hands of Chen Wei.

It was smeared with a streak of red, and Black Hawk was certain that it was with that knife that Chen Wei had slashed his throat!