Spurt! He fiercely thrust the blade into his own thigh!

He looked fierce and determined as if he were not stabbing himself but the enemy who had taken his parents!

The wound was deep and long, causing the blood to flow even faster.

Suddenly, the dark river's surface became adorned with drifting blossoms of bright red, resembling eerie dahlias.

Jarrod clenched his teeth and continuously smacked the water's surface. He used his remaining energy to draw the piranhas' attention.

As he had hoped, the piranhas were no longer fixated on Nicole. A stronger and more enticing scent had lured them away.

While Nicole continued to drift with the waves, Jarrod seized the opportunity to swim toward her.

On the cruise ship, Jamie's eyes brimmed with malice.

No fucking way! She could not let that bitch live.

With that, she turned to the bodyguard and commanded, "Fire!"

The bodyguard was taken aback and urgently explained, "Miss Powell, the river's visibility is poor. If we fire aimlessly, we might injure someone..."

“Just do as I say! Right now, our top priority is ensuring Jarrod's safety. As for that woman, if she doesn't make it, then how unfortunate she was. She deserved it anyway."

With a trembling hand, the bodyguard tried to aim several times but failed to find a steady target. Anxiety overwhelmed him.

"Get lost, you fucking idiot!" Jamie grabbed the fish-hunting spear and aimed at Nicole floating on the river. Then, she fired without hesitation.

Bang! Her first shot missed!

Jamie lined up her shot once more...

On the river's surface, Jarrod's pupils suddenly contracted. He was just five meters away from Nicole. Thinking that it was the bodyguard who was about to fire again, he clenched his teeth and cursed, "Moron!"

At last, he grabbed Nicole's arm and shielded her in front of him.

The gunshot frightened away the piranhas.

Nicole's expression remained calm. As Jarrod reached out, he could not detect any sign of breath from her.