"Heh! So eager?" The old man spat to his side as he suppressed the pain in his fingers.
"Must be someone really special if you are this eager."
"Let me guess…"
"Mommy?"
His words enraged Yang Ze, who, without a word, raised his right foot and smashed it on the old man's hand that was tightly wrapped up with bandages.
"AAAAAHHHHH!"
"Good. GOOD. GIVE ME PAIN."
Looking at the man's crazed state, Yang Ze showed no mercy. He simply twisted the foot above the old man, inflicting even more pain, but the only thing he got in response was an even wilder laugh.
By now, the crude bandages that Yang Ze used to stop his bleeding have turned dark red, oozing with blood.
