Donoghue’s eyes were gleaming with maliciousness when he said those.

He could not defeat Darryl in a short time, so he could only use dirty tactics like those. In Donoghue’s mind, it did not matter if he played dirty as long as he could achieve what he wanted.

“Donoghue, I’ll kill you and chop you into pieces if you dare touch my godmother,” yelled Darryl maniacally with his eyes reddened.

He could see that the sword had already carved a thin line on Susan’s neck. Susan will be beheaded if he