Chapter 3697: Sister Nian: I’ll Give You Three Seconds to Think
Qiao Nian imdiately recognized his fearlessness, only found in rcenaries. His eyes were also as fierce as a wolf’s.
Where did the rcenaries from the independent continent co from?
The other party continued to blabber. There was no need to look to know that he was cursing.
Qiao Nian had never indulged anyone. She slapped the man, causing blood to seep out of the corner of his mouth. Only then did he hear her scold calmly and impatiently, “Shut up.”
He had disturbed her.
The brown-skinned rcenary’s ears were buzzing. He was stunned for a few seconds before he began to struggle with all his might. “Let… Let go of !”
This ti, he mumbled sothing that Qiao Nian could understand.
The girl lowered her eyes and pressed his face against the ground before unhurriedly asking, “Who sent you?”
“I’m telling you… to let go! B*tch!” The man had yet to realize the danger and was still struggling fiercely.
The strange thing was that he could not break free from the other party’s grip no matter how hard he tried. He was crushed.
This feeling was not good. rcenaries advocated martial arts, and martial arts mostly ca from strength. Won were naturally weaker than n, causing most of them to look down on won and more or less hate them.
But now, he was pressed to the ground by a woman he looked down on. It was undoubtedly a great humiliation to him.
“I f*cking told you to…” The rcenary’s face was a red of humiliation. It was red and green, and one could tell that he was furious.
However, he was facing Qiao Nian.
Qiao Nian had never spent much ti reasoning with people. In the next second, before the rcenary could curse, he heard a crack.
“Ah!” The man let out a miserable scream. Cold sweat dripped from his forehead, and the veins on his neck bulged in pain.
He widened his eyes and looked at the extrely young woman controlling him. She had an Asian face—the weakest of won who only knew how to cry.
However, his eyes were wide open in pain. He could feel the extre pain caused by Qiao Nian’s dislocated hand.
In just a few seconds, his back was drenched in sweat. His lips were pale from the pain, and he could not curse anymore.
His mind buzzed as the girl’s low and hoarse voice said: “From now on, you’ll answer every question I ask. If your answer doesn’t satisfy , I’ll break one of your fingers. You have two hands and 10 fingers. You have 10 chances to ss with . When you use up these 10 chances, you still have two legs… I’ve limited patience. I’ll give you three seconds to think about how to answer next.”
“3.”
Before the rcenary could think about it, she started the countdown. Instinctively, he straightened his neck and blushed. “You’re already counting?”
“2.” Qiao Nian couldn’t be bothered to look at him.
The atmosphere beca heavy.
The rcenary’s mind spun, and he could not think clearly. However, the girl did not give him ti. Counting the last number seed like the last second before his head was cut off.
“1.”
Qiao Nian did not stop at all when his ntality was shaken. “Who instructed you to co?”
“I…” The rcenary opened his mouth.
He t the girl’s calm eyes. They were dark, deep, and cold. “Think carefully before you speak.”
He felt a chill in his heart. His expression changed slightly. He shut his mouth and hesitated, but his dislocated left arm constantly reminded him of the pain.
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