Psychic Sword
Redakteur: Valvrave
"Since you provoked us deliberately, according to Huaxia Town's rules, we can kill all of you. But tell me your name first! At least that way, you won't suffer wrongful treatment!" Sickle said.
However, he noticed that Jiang Liushi simply smiled without saying a word. As a result, he frowned. He had already been infuriated by Hui Yin, but he hadn't expected the enemy to be so arrogant. Naturally, his anger flared.
"Well, your smile is wonderful! Old Six, break his knees but don't kill him. Then we can cut off his arms, nose, and ears, throw him into the tank, and make a stick out of him. Let's see if you can still laugh!" As Sickle spoke, a man beside him sprang into action.
He turned his hands and two spiked steel rings appeared in his palms. These steel rings, about the size of a palm, had six sharp spurs around them.