With a sharp clasp on the palm of his hand and a scream, a sharp knife pierced the palm and nailed it to the table.

"No!" Xia Yihan exclaimed. Baker's face was pale. He reached out and covered Xia Yihan's eyes, blocking the blood from the ground.

"Don't look."

"drag it down." The man laughed and said, Xia Yihan suddenly abandoned Beck's hand and rushed to sharp side, just to take the sharp person by Xia Yihan's angry look startled!

The man in Tang suit waved to the sharp man to step back and looked at Xia Yihan with interest.

With a sharp forehead and a lot of cold sweat,...