Tie Zhuzi only felt a pain in his chest and quickly looked down.
The bullet hadn't entered his body; it hit him and then fell to the ground.
But there was a bloodstain on Tie Zhuzi's chest, and he was stunned for a full second before realizing that the blood belonged to Xiang Yu.
"Brother Yu..." Tie Zhuzi hurriedly supported Xiang Yu.
Looking at the figure in the distance, he saw a dagger lodged in the man's neck, blood flowing down, dead beyond dead.
At that moment, someone jumped out of a window on the other side of the hallway.
He saw his brother's dead body and knew the opponent's Dagger Kung Fu was formidable.
Seeing Xiang Yu injured, he was delighted and immediately aimed his gun at Xiang Yu and fired.
Xiang Yu's heart tightened at the sight, now unarmed, he was a sitting duck standing there.
In this critical moment, Tie Zhuzi threw his dagger.
The man saw a dagger flying at him and instinctively dodged.
He knew that if he fired, the dagger would surely hit him.
