With a soft hiss, the messy strings of colorful lights strung between the grapevines were sliced by the sharp lobster shell.
The lights fizzled out with a crackling sound like exploding bulbs, even causing the streetlights to turn off one by one, plunging the whole neighborhood into a blackout.
Suddenly, everyone's view was swallowed by darkness.
In the split second of everyone being stunned, Lawrence Winters had already jumped up, lightly touching the railing of the rooftop terrace with his foot, leaping towards the place where the three were grappling!
Bam!
She landed a firm kick on the wrist of the person behind Big D holding a knife.
The person's hand veered off course, and the long knife that was meant to pierce Big D's vitals only sliced a cut across his arm!
Big D's burly arm was scraped, and a thin layer of skin peeled off, causing blood to instantly spatter.
With one kick, Lawrence immediately retreated, but was still splattered with a few drops of blood.
