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The guardian's sword by Taking Cigarette novel Chapter 1785

Therefore, Yvonne’s mother thought Jagoan or Jagoan was Yvonne’s client. They accepted Yvonne’s request to come over and treat her father because Yvonne provided them with great service.

Jagoan and Uriah were confused about Yvonne’s mother’s conversation with Yvonne. Shania vaguely figured out something but was afraid to say it.

The atmosphere was awkward for a moment.

Hearing what her mother said, Yvonne blushed profusely.

She shook her head repeatedly. “Mom, it’s not what you think. I don’t have that kind of relationship with Commander Jagoan. Even if I like him, there’s no way he’ll like me…”

Just then, Jagoan’s voice rang suddenly,

“Are you guys done? Get out of the way if you are!”

Jagoan‘s emphasis on his tone exuded an intense impatience.

Yvonne’s mother was still worried, but she instantly lost the courage to stand before Jagoan and moved sideways to make room when Jagoan looked at her.

Jagoan stood in front of Bob with a hot dagger in his hand.

“The wound where you broke your arm is rotten. To put it bluntly, it has festered, so it has to be removed. Do you know what I mean?” Jagoan asked.

“Y-Yes…” Bob nodded repeatedly.

“It’s good that you understand. I’m going to start the operation.”

With that said, Jagoan raised his dagger slightly.

Yvonne‘s mother and Yvonne’s hearts hung in their throats at the sight of it.

Uriah and Shania in the yard were furious to hear the shameful conversation outside the gate. However, Jagoan did not seem to hear it. Not only did his expression look the same, but the dagger in his hand did not even shake.

Jagoan, prepare the tools,” Jagoan said to Jagoan.

“Yes! They’re ready!” Jagoan replied in acknowledgment, nodding vigorously.

“Good!” Jagoan answered, and his right hand dropped suddenly!

No one saw how Jagoan’s dagger came down and cut Bob‘s arm at that instant.

They only felt that Bob‘s arm was like a piece of fragile tofu or loose mud under the dagger Jagoan was holding. Five centimeters were cut off smoothly!

However, Bob did not scream. The crowd could see he was able to withstand the pain.

Bob was looking at his arm. The rotten and smelly mass had fallen to the ground with the part that was cut off. The rest of it was intact.

At the same time, the newly cut section poured out a great deal of red blood, which suddenly stained the ground red.

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