Chapter 1188
Master Zhan, Calm Down

1188 Jun hangâs ruthless, vicious, and ruthless methods (2)
As soon as Jun hangâs voice fell, without waiting for the man holding the crescent dagger in the video to wave the knife, Claire screamed and fell from the bed in a sorry state.
He couldnât care less about the serious injuries he had suffered earlier and shouted, â no! No! Junhang, you canât touch him! Heâs my brother, you canât cut off his hand!â
The man with the crescent-shaped dagger paused.
When the chestnut-haired boy who was kneeling on the ground heard their conversation, he immediately struggled even more in fear. He tried his best to pull his hand back, as if he was really afraid of being chopped off. sis, sis! Who are they? Quickly save me! Quickly come and save me-!â
When Claire saw that the man had stopped, her breathing suddenly relaxed a little, and then she said, â junhang, you canât touch him. Let him go. Itâs fine if you shoot me, but do you want to cut off his hand? Donât be too forceful.â
Claire believed that Jun hang must be scaring her. It must be like this. Their identities were so noble, how could Jun hang fall out with their family?
But unexpectedly.
Jun hang looked at her expressionlessly and his tone suddenly became cold and hard. cut it off!
As soon as he said that, Claireâs eyes widened. In the video, the knife rose and fell. In an instant, the boy screamed miserably. The knife fell and his wrist was cut off. Blood splattered everywhere and splashed onto the screen. The boy knelt on the ground in pain, crying and twitching.
Claire couldnât believe her eyes. She murmured, â Nelsen, Nelsen!
His hand had really been chopped off. It wasnât fake, it wasnât fake.
Claire covered her mouth and trembled so hard that she could not speak.
At this time, Jun hang responded indifferently, â where is she? â
claire covered her mouth and shook her head, as if she was in pain. jun hangâs expression seemed to be extremely impatient. he said coldly, â then cut off the second hand! â
As soon as these words came out, Claire seemed to come back to her senses. She screamed, â junhang, you actually cut off my brotherâs hand just for such a lowly woman. I wonât let you go-! Our entire clan will not let you off!â
And what awaited her was only a single word.
âChop!â
Immediately, the man grabbed the boyâs other wrist and wanted to cut it off.
Claire pounced on him as if she had a breakdown. She grabbed the phone anxiously and shouted, â no, donât cut him! Iâll talk! Iâll talk!â
As soon as he said this, the knife and the wrist were almost at the same distance. It was as if the wrist and the hand would have been separated if he had been a second later.
Claire was afraid, she was really afraid. Jun hang was crazy. He was not joking.
Jun hang really didnât care about her brotherâs life.
No matter how unwilling she was, she could only clench her teeth and say, â I did kidnap her, but sheâs no longer in my hands. I canât hand her over.
When Jun hang heard this, his cold eyes became even colder. where is she now!
Seeing that he couldnât hide his anger, Claireâs heart turned cold, but she couldnât help but continue, â she was sold to the hands of Africans, sold as a prostitute, and there were countless men for her to serve every day.
Before he could finish his words, Jun hangâs eyes were filled with a layer of ice. The back of his hand that fell on the armrest was clasped tightly, and the veins were faintly visible on the back of his hand.
It was as if he found it hard to believe that this sentence was directed at the young!
Good Morning. I went to the snow Mountain of Jade Dragon today at an altitude of 4506 meters. I was exhausted and even encountered a heavy rain-â