C236 Three Chaos!(4)

Zhou Shengjie's wrist was contorted unnaturally, as though manipulated by some unseen force. Despite what must have been excruciating pain, he showed no sign of distress.

Chen Ning's eyes fixed on the wrist, marred with crimson blotches. Gripping the sharp kitchen knife with determination, he knew that severing the hand would inevitably cause the mirror to crash to the floor