C333 The Second Half of the Event!

Westley didn't let up; instead, he yanked Artest by the arm, pulling him close.

With a swift motion, his left hand transformed into a chopping blade and struck Artest's neck hard!

"Ah!"

A muffled cry escaped Artest.

Everyone expected Westley to back off, but he seemed to have lost all reason.

His index fingers jabbed viciously into Artest's throat