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!"

as if haunted

are you screaming? It's just a little

rummaged

Hurry up and use it, and stop the bleeding! It's like a faucet in here. At this rate, I'm not going

louder you scream,

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

sit well with Daniel; he felt

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

Black exhaled incredulously,

prime, which was leaps and bounds stronger than your scrawny self

bantered with Daniel instead of searching for the antidote, urgently interjected,

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