Chapter 745: Today, You Must Die

His chain of movements came in a blur, swift and seamless, flowing from one strike to the next without the slightest hitch. Wilmia clutched her dragon-headed cane. The color drained from her face so fast it turned a ghastly white. "How is that possible?" She cried out, unable to believe it. She had expected Jimmy Yale to do no more than block her blow. She never imagined he could snap into a counterattack and go straight for her vital point. Panic shattered her composure. She yanked her cane...