Smith moved fast—so fast that before anyone else could react, his fingers were already nearing Lin Qingya's neck.
And Lin Qingya, still shocked by Laura's sudden and tragic death, had not noticed that Smith had targeted her.
Just as Lin Qingya was in imminent danger, a hand suddenly reached out from the side and accurately grabbed Smith's wrist.
"Crack!"
After a crisp sound, Smith's wrist was instantly twisted to a ninety-degree angle, the grotesque angle was utterly horrifying. Paired with Smith's screams of agony, everyone in the small office shuddered in fear.
It was only then that Lin Qingya realized Smith's hand had reached her, and her face finally showed a hint of alarm.
After breaking Smith's wrist, Qin Hai didn't hesitate. He kicked the man ferociously in the stomach. Smith spat out blood wildly, then slammed against the wall behind him with a loud bang. By the time he dropped to the floor, he resembled nothing more than a heap of mud.
