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A hand adorned with a thick gold ring reached towards Cheng Su's face, but before it could touch her, it was seized by a large hand.
"Ah, it hurts, it really hurts," Brother Niu shrieked. "Let go, let go immediately."
Cheng Su turned her head and saw Qi Taiguo, who had been following her, step forward, forcefully squeezing Brother Niu's hand. The grip was so strong that his veins even bulged slightly; it seemed he wanted to crush Brother Niu's bones.
"Who are you to not let go? It's broken, it's broken," Brother Niu bellowed.
"It seems you're asking to lose this hand. If your paw can't see where it's going, better off without it," Qi Taiguo glared fiercely, squeezing even harder.
"Ah!" Brother Niu's face turned white with pain as he struggled to pull his hand back, all the while yelling at the thugs beside him, "Are you dead? Why aren't you attacking?"
A few of the punks finally reacted and charged at Qi Taiguo.
Cheng Su cried out in alarm.
