The pain had numbed him. He wasn't sure if he was already disabled.

Now that Raegan and Mitchel hugged each other in front of Neal, a strong trace of hatred filled Neal's heart.

He pinned all the blame on Raegan.

If she had not attracted him by her beauty, he wouldn't have ended up like this.

For him, Raegan ruined his life. So, to avenge himself, he would drag her down with him.

At the thought of this, a fierce light instantly flashed through Neal's eyes.

He raised the dagger in his hand and aimed it at the back of Raegan's head.

The cold moonlight reflected on the sharp blade, which attracted Mitchel's attention.

Mitchel shouted, "Watch out!"

Mitchel's pupils shrank violently, and he pushed Raegan away.

But it was too late to stop Neal.

The sharp dagger directly stabbed into Mitchel's left chest.

When Neal saw that he failed to stab Raegan, he seemed to be possessed by a demon. He pulled out the knife with great strength, turned to Raegan on the side, and pounced on her crazily.

Neal was no different from a madman now. He shouted through clenched teeth, "You, bitch! I will kill you!"

Neal raised the dagger again, and the sharp blade was about to stab Raegan's face.

Suddenly, there was a loud bang.

It turned out that Mitchel rushed over and pounced on Neal, regardless of his bleeding chest.

Before Neal could react, Mitchel bent his elbow and smashed Neal's neck hard.

It was a fatal blow.

A crisp sound echoed.