C745 Constraint

"Ah … My hand …"

This guy who was having such lecherous dreams, before he could even touch Liu Mingmei, he felt a sharp pain in his own palm.

Looking back, everyone was dumbfounded.

He saw the metal pincers, which were originally skewered with kebabs, being hammered into the delinquent's palm like nails. The delinquent's entire palm continuously dripped with fresh blood