"But you're exactly my type! It'd be an achievement to f*ck you… Don't worry, the night is young, and we can play."
Tang Sisi glared at him, opened her mouth, bit down hard on Huang Feihu's finger on her cheek and did not let go.
"Argh! Let go, you b*tch!" Huang Feihu yelled in pain, but Tang Sisi did not open her mouth. Instead, she flexed her jaw, and Huang Fei Hu's finger snapped off. Blood gushed out of the wound, and blood could be seen.
"You b*tch! I'll f*cking kill you!" Huang Feihu growled savagely and used his other hand to slap Tang Sisi twice. Her face instantly became swollen, and blood oozed from the corner of her mouth.
The guests gasped in shock as they looked at Huang Feihu's broken finger. The bone was sticking out, and blood gushed out from the stump.
"B*tch! You b*tch!" Huang Feihu roared angrily as he continued slapping Tang Sisi.
He was a martial arts grandmaster. It was a great humiliation for a mere woman to injure her!
Tang Sisi's face started to bleed. Her hair was scattered all over.
Even so, she did not display any fear on her face. She glared coldly at Huang Feihu with her chin held up high and smirked.
"What are you smirking at?" Huang Feihu felt his authority being challenged. He dragged Tang Sisi by her hair and cackled. "Tonight, you'll kneel in front of me and lick my balls clean. If I enjoy what you did, I might consider sparing your life. Do you understand?"
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