He, however, had missed his chance to escape.
The burly black man closed in, and with a swift movement, the art knife blade slashed straight across Doctor Liang's right hand.
He was a surgeon, after all. If his hand were injured, his career would be utterly ruined.
But the black man's speed was too fast. Doctor Liang had no time to dodge; he could only watch helplessly as the gleam of the blade swept over his wrist.
Ding!
Clang!
Doctor Liang watched the scene before him in disbelief—
Just as the art knife was about to cut through his wrist, it seemed as if it was blocked by something.
Then, the art knife flew out of the attacker's hand, landing on the ground.
Doctor Liang reacted quickly, not bothering to consider what had blocked the knife, he saw it fall at his feet.
He stretched out his foot forcefully and kicked sharply, sending the art knife flying into a corner.
