Kicking Lin Ming once, Yun Yao's expression didn't change at all. He stood beside Lin Ming, looking down at him, "You want to kill Yun Yang?"
Lin Ming was in such pain that cold sweat appeared on his forehead, yet after hearing Yun Yao's question, he still sneered, glaring viciously at Yun Yao, "Not only do I want to kill him, you all must die too."
"Just wait, my master won't let you go."
Yun Yao remained expressionless and continued to ask, "Why kill him?"
Lin Ming lay on the ground, looking up at Yun Yao, his face full of pain yet still maintaining a sneer, "Why should I tell you?"
After hearing this, Yun Yao directly crouched down and grabbed Lin Ming's hand.
"Crack"
"Ah!"
With a crisp sound, Lin Ming let out a scream like a pig being slaughtered, as the bone in his thumb was snapped.
After the scream, Yun Yao spoke, "Why kill him?"
"If you've got the guts, just kill me, my master won't...ah!"
Another crisp sound, and Lin Ming's index finger bone was also broken.
