Seeing Miller turn and run, everyone's faces were lined with frustration. This foreigner was using tricks, too.
"Swoosh!"
Miller, who had been very close to Xiaobao, threw his knife, and in an instant, it arrived in front of Xiaobao.
"Hmph!" Seeing the knife suddenly before him, Xiaobao let out a cold laugh and quickly grasped the knife in his hand.
"Here you go!"
Watching Miller, who had already reached the door in his escape, Xiaobao shouted loudly and threw the knife back at him.
"Swoosh!"
A whistling sound of wind followed as the knife Xiaobao hurled sped swiftly and fiercely towards the back of Miller, aiming for his thigh.
"No good!"
Miller's face turned pale as he heard the wind sound closing in rapidly behind him—clearly, this was completely beyond his expectations. He had thought the knife he threw at Xiaobao would create some trouble for him at the least.
