"I... I..." Ghost Hand Chen opened his mouth, not knowing if he was crying, as the blood in his eyes sprayed more fiercely.
Why?
Why did he provoke Ye Qiu in the first place?
Thinking of the words he had said before, Ghost Hand Chen was filled with despair!
He never dreamed that just a few simple words would bring him torture akin to Hell!
Now, Ghost Hand Chen's mind was filled with only one extravagant wish!
To die quickly like the other Zhao Family elites!
Even if there wasn't much left of his corpse, at least in death it would be in an instant!
However now, a swift death was merely a luxury for him!
Crack!
With a crisp sound, Ye Qiu applied slight force with his right hand and broke one of Ghost Hand Chen's fingers.
And it was just a joint!
In an instant, Ghost Hand Chen's broken finger, with shattered bones, pierced through the skin like a sharp blade, revealing the crimson flesh!
In passing, Ye Qiu pressed on Ghost Hand Chen's pain point.
