"Crack!"
Accompanied by the sound of a breaking bone.
Winona Leocadia's face turned purple like a pig's liver, and his body convulsed.
A rib, straight up broken.
"Which hand?"
Julius Reed asked again.
His fingers gently moved to the next rib.
"Left... left hand..."
Winona Leocadia had already prepared for the worst.
The right hand could not be compromised at any cost!
Even if he lost the left, he could still do a lot with the right.
"Knife."
Julius Reed extended his hand, and Aron Jackson immediately passed him a Nepalese kukri from behind.
"What are you going to do! I warn you, the Leocadia Family..."
Spurt!
Julius Reed chopped down with the knife!
"Ah! I'm going to kill you!"
Winona Leocadia's face twisted grotesquely, as he screamed in heart-wrenching agony.
His five fingers were neatly severed.
"Is that so?"
Julius Reed squatted on the ground, grinning at Winona Leocadia: "Here's the knife, come on, kill me!"
