"Didn't your parents teach you how to behave?" Lin Chuan took a quick step forward.
The opponent wanted to dodge, but Lin Chuan was too fast. Before the person could react, Lin Chuan had already grabbed his wrist.
Crack, crack...
With a crisp sound, Shan Ji immediately felt pain. His body twisted, following the direction his joint was being twisted to.
"Ouch, let go of me, let go of me now!" Shan Ji suddenly roared in agony.
"Hmph." Lin Chuan sneered, "Weren't you quite arrogant just now? How quickly you've started begging for mercy!"
"Fuck your grandpa!" Shan Ji roared furiously, trying to force his way out of Lin Chuan's grip. However, this attempt not only failed to free him but also dislocated his wrist.
Lin Chuan still firmly gripped the other's wrist, sneered and said, "This is what you brought upon yourself, it has nothing to do with me!"
"Son of a bitch, it's killing me!" The opponent cried out in pain, bellowing, "Damn it, I'll kill you, I must kill you!"
