"We were wrong, sir, please spare us..."
"Yes, we'll never dare again, please have mercy and spare us."
The two shouted pitifully.
Only they knew how formidable and uncanny Ouyang Che's skills were just now.
They were absolutely not his match; even with ten times the men, they wouldn't be.
Ouyang Che ignored their pleas for mercy, stepping on one person's wrist, "Were you trying to touch her here?"
"No, definitely not!" That person shouted in terror.
"Then it's wasted!"
A cracking sound was heard, and the bones in that person's right hand shattered instantly!
"Ah—" He screamed in pain, while the other one retreated in horror.
Ouyang Che advanced, lightly stepping on his wrist as well, "Yours should be wasted too!"
Another scream filled the air.
Two men's right hands were rendered useless.
Yet Ouyang Che remained indifferent, showing no emotion whatsoever.
As if none of this concerned him, he was merely a cold-hearted observer.
