He instinctively took two steps back, then suddenly grabbed the little girl.
A large, rough hand was gripping the little girl's neck.
My hands trembled with tension and fear, and I unconsciously used some force.
The little girl's breathing immediately became rapid.
"Let me go! Or I'll kill her!"
The bald man roared menacingly.
The little girl in his hands became his only bargaining chip at that moment.
But he still couldn't feel safe at all.
Would a guy who killed more than a dozen of his men without batting an eye care about the life or death of a little girl?
I dare not think about it too much, I can only take a gamble!
Qin Huai remained unmoved, his gaze fixed on the little girl, his tone softening as he asked, "What's your name?"
"An... An'an..."
The little girl was terrified, but she still answered with all her might.
In her eyes, Qin Huai was a superhero who descended from the sky to save her.
"An'an is such a good girl, listen to your brother and close your eyes, okay?"
The little girl actually closed her eyes tightly.
What do you want to do?
The bald man's heart trembled violently, and his tone was filled with despair.
"I never accept threats."
Qin Huai walked step by step toward the bald man.
The pace was slow, yet it was filled with a sense of oppression.
"I really will kill her! I really will!"
Beads of sweat rolled down the bald man's face, his features were completely distorted, and he looked terrifyingly ferocious.
In reality, fear had already enveloped him.
"You can give it a try."
Qin Huai continued walking, his tone calm: "I will cut off pieces of your flesh one by one. Don't worry, I have excellent knife skills. Have you ever eaten mutton rolls? I can cut them thinner than mutton rolls, and I can precisely avoid your arteries, so you won't die from blood loss."
"You will slowly see your bones, internal organs, large and small intestines, and even your appendix..."
Qin Huai smiled as he spoke, but his hand holding the wooden wolf fang suddenly trembled.
Terrified, the bald man couldn't react at all. The wooden wolf fangs pierced his throat with lightning speed.
"Heh..."
The bald man didn't even have time to say his last words; he could only raise a middle finger at Qin Huai before collapsing.
Qin Huai frowned, walked up to the bald man, and broke his middle finger.
"So what if he's dead? Why are you cursing him?"
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