"Ah..." Ma Xiangrong immediately let out a squeal like a pig being slaughtered, causing the two thugs nailed to the table to faint from fright.
"Heh heh, good things come in pairs," Lin Tian chuckled, but this smile looked like the smile of a demon to the thugs.
With a strong twist, Lin Tian broke another of Ma Xiangrong's fingers. Unable to withstand the excruciating pain, Ma's head slumped to the side, and he fainted.
As the saying goes, "hurting one's fingers affects the heart." The pain from a finger injury is no less than that of a broken nose. Lin Tian had just broken his second finger, and Ma Xiangrong couldn't take it anymore. However, after Lin Tian pressed a few points on his head, Ma Xiangrong woke up again.
"Think you can faint and get it all over with? Not so easy, you still have eight fingers left. After I'm done with the fingers, there are still ten toes. So, what do you think, should I break toes or fingers next?" Lin Tian patted his face, speaking unhurriedly.
