"Who the hell are you! Mind your own business!" The imprint of a slap was clearly visible on Lin Dong's face, the expression on his face so strained that it ached with every breath he took, and this only added to his resentment towards Song Yan. With gritted teeth, he yelled at the man, "Let go of my hand, damn it!"
No sooner had the words left his mouth than Lin Dong felt the man increase the pressure.
He immediately howled in pain.
"You, you, you... Let go! Ah...!!" Lin Dong's face twisted with agony, his body contorting into a bizarre shape from the pain.
It was as if the bones in his hand were being crushed.
A playboy like Lin Dong, who spent his days in pleasure, was only slightly stronger than a woman at most.
Now, he was utterly and completely overpowered, without a shred of resistance.
All he could do was to seek help from the others, but everyone stood there like statues, unmoving.
