Tan Zhengyuan still clenched his teeth while Qiao Duo'er grasped one of his fingers and pulled it back.
Soon, one finger was dislocated.
Qiao Duo'er said wickedly, "It's okay if you don't confess, there are still nine fingers left. After all the fingers are broken, there are still arms and thighs to be dealt with – we can take our time!"
Tan Zhengyuan was already sweating coldly from the pain, and his body began to tremble after hearing Qiao Duo'er's words.
Was Qiao Duo'er even human? She was simply a demon!
As he cursed Qiao Duo'er, the second finger suffered a noble sacrifice.
"Help, Qiao Duo'er is trying to kill me! Save me!" Tan Zhengyuan wailed.
But the others couldn't help but applaud; it was truly satisfying to them!
"Well done, Duo'er! This kind of behavior deserves more than death – only breaking two fingers is getting off lightly!"
"To harm one's own daughter to such an extent, you should be burnt to death!"
