Chapter 690
Tyler did not so much as honor them with a look and was about to leave with Vicky.
After all, they had plotted to trap Vicky, Jonathan and the others were reluctant to let her go and stood
before Tyler in unison.
âLet Vicky go, or face the consequences!â Jonathan narrowed his eyes sharply.
Tyler glanced at him contemptuously and said, âScram.â
The feeling of being taken lightly shattered the three menâs pride.
The three of them had spent most of their time causing trouble and had been in a lot of fights outside of
school, so they had no fear for the man before them.
âYou should learn your place before coming here to play hero! How dare you try to take our woman
from us?â
One of the men pulled out a knife and thrust it toward Tyler with great force. The sharp blade glinted in
the moonlight, reflecting a cold gleam.
However, Tyler remained calm and composed, showing no signs of panic as he wrapped one arm
around Vickyâs waist and took a few steps back, evading the sharp edge of the blade with ease. His
face showed no hint of fear as he moved gracefully.
The man missed his target and became extremely frustrated, so he held the knife and stabbed Tyler
once again. He was swift and fierce, wielding the blade with a tricky angle so that it would be difficult to
dodge.
It became clear that this man was skilled in fighting with a knife, and Tyler would struggle to dodge the
attack with Vicky in his arm.
Gloria covered her mouth and gasped. âWatch out!â
Just as the knife was about to pierce through Tylerâs body, the manâs movement came to a sudden halt.
His wrist had been firmly caught midair.
He struggled to break free, but Tylerâs absolute strength overpowered him effortlessly.
The manâs eyes flashed with a vicious glint as he tried to regain control of the knife.
A cold, contemptuous laugh echoed from above. Before the man could react, he felt an intense pain in
his fingers.
Without any warning, three of his fingers fell to the ground, spurting blood.
He stared at the fingers in disbelief as he registered the fact that his fingers had been chopped off after
a few moments of shock and he cried out in agony at the excruciating pain.â Aaagh!â
Tyler released his grip on the manâs wrist, and the knife fell to the ground. With a cold expression, he
turned to leave only to find a gun being aimed at him.
âMove, and Iâll shoot you!â Jonathan stared at Tyler viciously.
The look in Tylerâs eyes darkened as he remained absolutely calm. âWhat do you want?â
Jonathan stared daggers at him through bloodshot eyes.â Put Vicky down. Alsoâ¦if you donât want to
die, get on your knees!â
Tyler stood his ground, and Jonathan pressed the gun directly against Tylerâs head. âDo you really want
to die?â
When he moved his finger on the trigger, Tyler said, âFine.â
A smug look appeared on Jonathanâs face, and Gloria felt disappointed as she watched Tyler place
Vicky down.
While he set Vicky aside, Jonathan was still shouting arrogantly as he held Tyler at gunpoint.