Several bodyguards hesitated for a few seconds before holding down Fang Cheng's feet.
Yi Ningxiu had been standing behind Su Qianqian. He was shuddering when he looked at her movements.
Is this still Su Qianqian?
That Su Qianqian who didn't even dare to hurt small animals?
"Qianqian..." He called out hesitantly, "Leave this kind of thing to others."
Su Qianqian turned her head and glanced at him, her smile half-smiling but full of sarcasm: "Only the blood of my enemies can wash away my shame. If you don't want to see it, you can leave."
Anyone can remain a bystander if it doesn't happen to them.
Yi Ningxiu didn't experience her pain personally, how could he possibly understand her pain for so many days?
Every day, every second, every moment of her life, she doesn't think about revenge.
The humiliation she had suffered was like purgatory, tormenting her in her heart every moment.
Where was this person when her self-esteem was being trampled on the ground and played with?
It was he who handed her over to others with his own hands, and it was he who made her become what she is now...
Su Qianqian raised the dagger and cut off the hamstring of Fang Cheng's right foot.
"Ahhhhhhhh!!"
A pig-like cry came out of Fang Cheng's mouth. Su Qianqian frowned, "It's really noisy."
The bodyguard immediately stuffed a rag into Fang Cheng's mouth.
Blood spurted out, and a few drops splashed on the back of Su Qianqian's hand.
She looked at the blood on her hands in ecstasy, and the smile on her face seemed a bit real.
Fang Cheng had tears and snot in his eyes. He looked at the baby-faced woman in front of him in surprise, anger and fear. Her smile was a bit innocent at the moment. In his eyes, it was nothing more than a devil's smile!
"Does it hurt?" Su Qianqian smiled and said, "The blood isn't flowing much. This knife is much sharper than the original one, right? I'm sorry to make you feel so much better."
She looked at Fang Cheng's painful face quietly, her eyes were deep and her expression was very calm.
She quietly waited for Fang Cheng's pain to pass, and then slowly said: "Okay, it's time for the next one."
Fang Cheng cried out "ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo, a man in his 30s or 40s, was so scared that he almost lost control in front of a girl who was more than ten years younger than him.
He struggled violently, but was pinned firmly to the wooden frame by the security guards, unable to move.
Su Qianqian raised her hand calmly and was about to slash it with a knife——
"Qianqian, that's enough..." A pair of white hands pressed on the back of her hands.
The man's voice with regret came from his ear: "You don't need to do such a thing. Let me do it."
Su Qianqian was stunned for a moment, then slowly raised her eyes and looked at Yi Ningxiu.
There was deep pain hidden in the man's eyes. Those glazed eyes reflected her expressionless face, and she smiled slightly at him.
"Do you feel sorry for me?"
"yes."
"Do you feel sorry for me?"
"Qianqian..."
"You should really feel sorry for me." Su Qianqian waved his hand away, "The person who is most sorry for me in this world is you."
"But, I don't need your cheap apology, you owe me something."
She smiled softly.
"I don't need you to pay back. You will never be able to pay back in your lifetime."
In front of him, she neatly cut off the hamstring of Fang Cheng's other foot.
Blood spurted out instantly, and Su Qianqian stroked her cheek. The warm touch of blood still remained on her skin, which was hot and made people feel sick.