"Brother, what happened tonight was our fault. We admit defeat!" The leader said solemnly, "We all come from a military background; there's no need for us to kill each other. If you let us go, from now on, we will never bother these girls again!"
"There's no place for your kind in the military!" Ye Qing responded coldly, slowly walking towards the shorter man and bending down to grab his arm.
"What are you doing? What are you doing? Let me go, let me go!" The shorter man screamed repeatedly, but his screams suddenly turned into a shriek of agony. His arm was twisted into an unnatural angle, having been broken by Ye Qing.
"You madman! You madman!" screamed the shorter man, his voice echoing, trying to use his other hand to relieve the pain. However, Ye Qing didn't give him a chance, grabbing his other arm and snapping it in the same manner.
