When Christopher Yard finished speaking, a kitchen knife appeared in his hand. Although he believed he could handle them barehanded, using the Bull-Slaying Knife technique might save more time. More importantly, he couldn't let his comrades beside him get into trouble. "Haha! You talk big, now I'll show you what happens when you mess with One-Eyed Dragon's crew!" One-Eyed Dragon burst into laughter and then waved his hand at Christopher Yard. The people behind One-Eyed Dragon joined in with sinister laughter and rushed towards Christopher Yard. "Swish! Swish! Swish!" The daggers in their hands emitted a chilling light, which was quite intimidating in the darkness of the night. The blades deflected, causing friction with the air and producing a series of sounds. There were even buzzing sounds coming from the daggers, and then all the daggers swiftly stabbed towards Christopher Yard. The speed was so fast that it startled Christopher Yard.Just from this move, Christopher Yard was convinced that these people were definitely not ordinary thugs. With this in mind, Christopher Yard's kitchen knife also moved. It seemed to have a magnetic force as it rapidly spun, but it never left Christopher Yard's palm. Christopher Yard's kitchen knife directly collided with the daggers that approached him. In that instant, the two clashed, producing a clear sound and sparks. As the sparks disappeared, Christopher Yard's kitchen knife moved even faster. In the blink of an eye, clear knife marks appeared on the wrists of those people, and blood flowed down like a stream. "Ah! Ah! Ah!" Screams resounded one after another in the surroundings. The faces of those who had previously sneered at Christopher Yard, thinking he was an easy target, were now filled with horror. They all stepped back, trembling arms, no longer daring to taunt Christopher Yard. They looked at him as if they had seen a ghost. In just one encounter, Christopher Yard directly blocked their daggers and successfully cut their wrists. This speed and accuracy were beyond their capabilities.They had no doubt that if things continued like this, they would all lose their lives. "Useless!" Seeing that his subordinates couldn't even block a single move, a look of anger appeared on Cyclops' face. The cold light of the dagger in his hand seemed to shine even in the darkness. Cyclops tightened his grip on the dagger, and then, to Christopher Yard's astonishment, he directly threw the dagger towards the blade next to Christopher Yard. "Whoosh!" Cyclops clearly had mastered the skill of throwing knives. The dagger he threw out was like an arrow leaving the bow, and just as it was about to reach the blade's forehead, a cold light also shot out from Christopher Yard's hand at high speed. "Swish! Ding!" This cold light was a silver needle in Christopher Yard's hand. The silver needle was even faster than the dagger, and when it collided with the dagger, the dagger fell to the ground. In that instant, Christopher Yard's face became extremely dark. How dare this Cyclops lay hands on his brother? He had already crossed his bottom line."Whoosh! Whoosh!" Just as Christopher Yard's face darkened, the two real throwing knives from Cyclops also flew towards his body at a faster speed than before. Cyclops sneered. When Christopher Yard blocked his first throwing knife, he simultaneously released two more throwing knives. This way, even if Christopher Yard was powerful, he would definitely have no place to bury himself. However, as Cyclops thought this, Christopher Yard's calm voice also came at the same time: "If this is your greatest skill, then you can die." Just as the two throwing knives were about to fly in front of him, Christopher Yard's palm suddenly extended out. Without even looking, when the two throwing knives were less than three centimeters away from Christopher Yard's face, they stopped. They stopped between Christopher Yard's fingers. Cyclops, not far away, saw this move by Christopher Yard, and his pupils suddenly contracted. The look of disdain on his face disappeared, replaced by a look of fear. In an instant, Christopher Yard accurately grasped the movement of the throwing knives, and then easily held them in his hand. Cyclops admitted that he couldn't do such a thing. A few beads of cold sweat appeared on Cyclops' forehead, but he refused to believe in superstition. He then rushed forward with the last dagger in his hand, ready to stab Christopher Yard fiercely. "Hmph!" Christopher Yard looked at the one-eyed dragon running towards him and coldly snorted. He swiftly extended his right foot, carrying a faint aura of expertise in culinary arts, and kicked the one-eyed dragon before he could react, sending him flying. As the one-eyed dragon was airborne, Christopher Yard's words, spoken with a hint of indifference, also reached his ears. "Let me show you what a true flying knife is." "Swoosh! Swoosh!" As the one-eyed dragon landed, Christopher Yard's two throwing knives simultaneously pierced into his thigh, with almost no time difference. Blood splattered from the one-eyed dragon's leg, frightening him to the point that a yellow liquid even flowed from his groin. Christopher Yard's companions shook their heads, thinking they must be drunk. How could this kind of knife throwing happen in reality? Christopher Yard coldly stared at the one-eyed dragon's group and slowly approached. They were so scared that they trembled and retreated several steps, not daring to get close to Christopher Yard. Then, Christopher Yard stepped on the one-eyed dragon's wound, causing several of his bones to break. He coldly spoke, "Tell me the information I want." The one-eyed dragon shook his head and waved his hands repeatedly, saying, "I don't know. They gave me a hundred thousand and left it at my place, asking me to teach you a lesson. We're just doing our job for the money." "Ah!" Hearing these words, Christopher Yard knew that these guys were just hired guns. He then kicked the one-eyed dragon next to him, sending him flying and leaving him severely injured and unconscious upon landing. If it weren't for being near the hotel, the one-eyed dragon would have been dead. "But please, don't let me find out who did this! Otherwise..." A cold glint suddenly appeared in Christopher Yard's eyes as he stared ahead, murmuring.