Chapter 935: Is This a Devil?

Camilo Laflin froze mid-step. Then his temper detonated. He had missed his kill again and again, each evasion scraping at his pride. And just moments ago, right under his nose, Jimmy Yale had injured Elijah Juggins and made him lose face. "Kid, you're dead today!" Camilo roared. His body coiled like a spring. With a light tap of his toe, he shot forward, a short dagger clenched tight in his hand as he lunged for Jimmy again. His gaze locked onto Jimmy's throat with ruthless certainty. He swore...