"Where did you touch her?" Gong Beiyao pressed forward step by step.
His aura was overwhelmingly strong and cold, like a Rakshasa from hell.
"I... I don't remember..." Man B retreated into a corner, his mind going blank with fear.
Because she struggled too violently just now, he had covered her lips and pinched her arm...
"Which hand did you use?" Gong Beiyao coldly pressed on, his eyes twinkling with a sinister and terrifying chill.
Man B, terrified and at a loss, stammered, "I really forgot... I was too nervous just now..."
"If you don't know, then let's break them both!"
Before the words fully left his mouth, Gong Beiyao had snapped the other's left hand, then followed by breaking the right hand.
"Ah... Ah..."
Man B screamed hysterically.
Gong Beiyao then turned to Man A, who was attempting to flee.
