Scent of Blood

Brother Leopard's flabby meat trembled. "What do you want?"

"Nothing." Winston looked at him with a calm and unruffled gaze. When Brother Leopard clearly heaved out a sigh of relief, he then said in an undulating tone, "I'll just return to you what you did to my people."

After saying that, he grabbed Brother Leopard's wrist and clenched it lightly. The person in the bathtub let out an even more agonizing cry.

Fresh blood formed a red cloud in the bathtub, and a twisted and deformed arm was reflected from the surface. When it was picked up, there was just a bare wrist.

With his limb broken off at the bone but the ligament still connected, when the ligament was pulled straight, Brother Leopard was in so much pain that his face muscles kept on trembling. His eyes rolled and only the whites could be seen.