Chapter 727 The Red Blade



"I... I can't let you do this! I'd rather die from the poison than have you save me like that! If you really cut off my... my manhood, I'd rather not live! Dead or alive, I want to remain a proper man!" White urgently expressed his thoughts, making his stance crystal clear with a strong conviction.

Black was speechless at the misunderstanding: "Man, I'm just gonna make a small cut on your thigh, not chop off your... you know. What's going on in that head of yours? If I did that, who would join me for a night out at the strip club?"

As Black spoke, trying to divert White's attention, he swiftly plunged the blade into White's thigh. The blade went in white and came out stained red. "Argh! Oh man, that hurts!"

"So much blood! I'm losing so much blood!"

"Bro, weren't you supposed to be getting the poison out? What are you doing? With this one cut, it feels like I'm bleeding out! I'm going to die at this rate!"

wailed as if haunted by

just a little

rummaged through

bleeding! It's like a faucet in here.

it! The louder

not gonna die. Worst comes to worst, I'll just transfer some blood from this country boy to you. Although he's a bit rough around the edges, he's young and strong. His blood might just help you last longer than two minutes at the strip club next time-maybe push it to a solid five or

didn't sit well with

Stealing my blood to perform some voodoo transfusion on your buddy? You accuse me of having five-minute stamina? You do realize that with my blood, I

Black exhaled incredulously,

really? Even in my prime, which was leaps and bounds stronger than your scrawny self could go

panicking as Black bantered with Daniel instead of searching for the antidote, urgently interjected, "Can you please

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