"You don't want him to have such an easy death?" Qin Fan smirked. He glanced at the twitching Wen Congshu. "Fine," he said. "Sever the tendons in one of his arms and one of his legs. And while you're at it, chop off the instrument of his crime!"
HISS!
At the suggestion of this inhumane torture, a cold shudder ran through the soldiers. What is ruthless? What is utterly cruel? This is the perfect demonstration!
"No, no, you can't do this! Master Liao is almost here! He's almost here! You can't do this!" Guo Wenhai shrieked in a panic.
BANG!
But Qin Fan responded with a swift kick that sent Guo Wenhai crashing into the reception desk, scattering everything on its surface onto the floor with a loud clatter.
"Thank you, Instructor!" Tie Niu shouted, his voice thick with emotion as he gritted his teeth, tears welling in his determined eyes.
