"It seems you still don't understand me."
Zhan Yunxiao snorted coldly and suddenly dislocated You Mei's arm.
"Ah."
You Mei screamed in pain, sweat dripping down her face.
Zhan Yunxiao: "My mother is a traditional Chinese medicine doctor. I have many ways to torture you, making it unbearable without showing it externally. So, you're saying that if no message is sent at night, someone will call the police to come and save you? Very well, there are still five hours until nightfall. These five hours are enough for you to endure all the suffering Xia Luo experienced."
"Zhan Yunxiao, what do you want to do? If you dare treat me like this, I won't let you go. I really regret not capturing Xia Luo and killing her immediately. I should have killed her, making you suffer and regret for the rest of your life."
You Mei's face was drenched with sweat from the pain.
Yet, she didn't feel any sense of remorse and continued to provoke Zhan Yunxiao with her harsh words.
