Chapter 384

However, Winter was too small to put up a fight, and the black-clad man smiled. "Calm down, it's just a little mark on your face! It'd be over before you know it… But the harder you struggle, the more it's going to hurt!"

Winter watched in tearful despair as the knife inched closer to her face.

Suddenly, a bolt of lightning flashed, illuminating the room.

Bang!

At the same time, there was a loud crash downstairs, startling both Winter and the black-clad man!

"Frank! Help me!" Winter screamed on top of her lungs.

The black-clad man then felt a terrible murderous presence behind him and turned to find a figure standing there.

It was pitch-black, but the man's eyes somehow gleamed icily.

Horrified and knowing that things had gone bad, the black-clad man tried to make the first move!

Thud.

There was a dull sound, and the black-clad man froze.

He had no idea when Frank moved, but his knife was already gone.

That was not all, as his hand was cut off at the wrist too!

"Argh!!!"