"Ah! Ah!"
"Don't... Ah!"
Qin Tian's hand moved swiftly, and the dagger sliced across Song Zhe's legs, causing Song Zhe to cry out for his parents and thrash about in agony.
But in front of Qin Tian, his wailing and pleading were useless; they only made Qin Tian strike with even more ferocity!
Watching Qin Tian frenziedly stab Song Zhe, it seemed he intended to slowly torture him to death with one cut after another, causing Song Zhe to bleed out. This terrified Ma Rong into a panic. Suddenly realizing she could call the police, she frantically searched the bed for her phone to make the call.
After a struggle to find her phone, before she could grasp it, another hand quickly reached out and snatched the phone from Ma Rong's grasp.
"Trying to call the cops? That's useless!"
Holding Ma Rong's phone, Qin Tian gave a chilling smile and slipped the device into his own pocket.
"You, you... Qin Tian, this wasn't our doing, it wasn't us, please let me go..."
