Sunlight glinted off the sharp knife blade, reflecting in Tao Ti's eyes, her pupils gradually darkening, as if harboring a powerful force yearning to burst forth.
The man, unaware of the danger, still smiled playfully, "Kid, if you don't want to suffer, you'd better listen. It's just the removal of your eyes, and it won't hurt."
Her long, curled eyelashes trembled slightly as she raised her gaze to Black Fatty, paying no mind to the man with the Swiss Army knife approaching. She stared straight at Black Fatty, her eyes deep and black as if they contained an infinitely deep black hole.
"Was it you who cut off the young lady's fingers? Ten fingers, not one left?"
Black Fatty was taken aback, then gradually broke into a smile, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth, "So, you knew that kid too! Then, do you know the undercover police? Is he doing well?"
Not having killed the undercover police had always been a knot in his heart.
