He looked as though he was about to demonstrate it as he spoke, and swung the knife swiftly towards the punk's hand.
"AH — NO!" The punk wet his pants in fear, a dark stain appearing at the crotch of his pants instantly.
Wang Shiyu and the blonde man sucked in a terrified breath.
The knife made contact with the ground with a slam instead of slicing through the punk's hand. It only grazed his hand as it came down. A scare tactic.
Behind them, Mu Xiaoxiao laughed till her sides split as she observed how Yin Shaojie was scaring them.
She knew that Yin Shaojie wouldn't have really chopped off the guy's hand.
She was there, and he would never let her see such a bloody sight.
Yin Shaojie glared at them disdainfully. "Are little gangsters like you nowadays so classless? How can you even kidnap people with such weak fighting power?"
He stood up and took a few steps back to prevent the punk's urine from getting on his shoes.
