Andrew's punch landed squarely on Eagle Eye's chest. With just that single blow, he spat out a massive mouthful of blood, his face filled with terror.

Eagle Eye's instincts told him that all the ribs on his left side had been completely shattered. However, that was not even the worst of it. He could feel that the organs beneath his ribs were hemorrhaging severely.

That pain delivered one crystal-clear message—Andrew was way out of his league, and he had screwed up.

Eagle Eye let out a fierce roar, spinning his knife in a defensive circle to block any possible attacks. Meanwhile, he shifted his weight, preparing to turn and flee. However, Andrew's figure merely flickered in front of him before vanishing like a phantom.

When he reappeared, he was already behind Eagle Eye's back.

At that moment, Eagle Eye had just started to turn his body around but had not even begun to build momentum for his escape.

"I'm screwed!" he managed to squeeze out those words from his mouth. Th