Sighing lightly, Meng Chi spread his hands innocently and said, "By the grace of heaven, I really didn't use much force. It's because you suddenly got up that it's like this. Besides, this posture is inherently prone to injury. Otherwise, why do you think the police always use this position when arresting someone?"
The young man protested despondently, "I'm not a criminal!"
"But you're playing tricks, which is basically the same thing to us," Meng Chi shrugged, stepped forward, grabbed the young man trying to avoid him, then quickly caught the young man's arm and gave it a sharp twist. The crack sounded again, and the young man's screams echoed once more. Meng Chi let go and walked over to Bi Xia, "Alright, just don't do any heavy work with your arm for a while."
