One, two ...
Fang Luo's other hand was smashed by Xia ruofei as he screamed in pain.
Xia ruofei threw the bottle away and picked up the military dagger that had accompanied him for many years. He wiped the blood on Fang Luo's clothes slowly and then smiled innocently. He asked,""Now, do you still want to be my friend?"
"Demon ... You ... You demon ..." Fang Luo said weakly,"if you have the guts ... Kill me ..."
Xia ruofei whispered into Fang Luo's ear,""I think it's more interesting to make you suffer a fate worse than death ... Don't you like to play with women? I think it's an illness, so I'll cure it for free today ..."
Fang Luo's expression changed drastically, and he cried out in a trembling voice,""You ... What do you want to do?"
Xia ruofei's lips curled into a cruel smile. Then, the military dagger in his hand slowly slid down Fang Luo's chest, past his lower abdomen, and finally stopped between his legs.