After Mad Dragon was released from prison, I shocked the world!

Lin Li looked at Wang Mian, who was in so much pain that he was about to faint, without any expression on his face.

At this moment, Wang Mian had lost three of his limbs, leaving only his right hand usable.

He lay on the ground like a lump of mud, only his chest heaving violently.

"Lin...Lin Li..."

Looking into Lin Li's icy gaze, Wang Mian finally felt genuine fear. His lips trembled uncontrollably as he tried to intimidate him: "You...you're dead...even if you escape to the ends of the earth, the Wang family...and Young Master Zhang...will never let you go..."

"escape?"

Lin Li's expression was somewhat sarcastic. He squatted down and patted Wang Mian's mud-covered face. "Who said I was going to run away?"

After saying that, he stood up again and suddenly stepped on Wang Mian's head, pinning his head to the ground.

"I'll give you a chance to live."

Lin Li's voice was very soft, "Now, call your dad."

Wang Mian paused in his struggle, his mind still a little confused.

What is this madman trying to do? Make me call for help?

Doesn't he know how many men his father has under his command? He's courting death.

But he didn't ask any more questions. He immediately took out his phone from his pocket and dialed the number with trembling fingers.

"Beep...beep..."

The phone was answered after ringing a few times.

"Feed? Little Rabbit? How's it going? Is that good-for-nothing done yet?"

A smug voice came from the other end of the phone; it was Wang Sheng.

Lin Li snatched the phone, pressed the speakerphone button, and said coldly, "Wang Sheng, long time no see."

The voice on the other end of the phone disappeared instantly.

A full ten seconds passed before Wang Sheng's somber voice rang out again: "Lin Li? What, it's you? Where's Xiao Mian?"

"Your son?"

Lin Li looked down at the rabbit at his feet. "It's right here at my feet."

"If you don't come soon, your good-for-nothing son might really become a good-for-nothing."

"Lin Li!!!"

Wang Sheng's voice instantly rose, and he said hatefully, "If you dare to lay a finger on my son, I'll wipe out your entire family! You rapist, do you know who you're talking to?"

"You'd better release him right now, or when I get back to Jiangcheng, I'll make sure you die a horrible death!"

"Ha, dead without a complete corpse?"

Lin Li's tone revealed a hint of impatience, "It seems you still haven't figured out the situation."

"But since you're so stubborn, I'll grant your wish. Go straight to the hospital to see your good-for-nothing son when you get back."

After saying that, he suddenly raised his foot and stomped heavily on Wang Mian's right hand!

To be precise, he stepped on that index finger.

Click!

"Aaaaaahh ...

Wang Mian let out a heart-wrenching scream, his body convulsed a few times, and he desperately tried to pull his right hand back, but it was firmly pinned down by Lin Li's foot.

"Little Rabbit!!!"

Suddenly hearing his son's screams, Wang Sheng roared furiously on the other end of the phone, "Lin Li! You beast! What are you doing! Stop! Stop it right now!"

"I'm going to kill you! I'm going to have someone gang-rape that bitch Lin Yuehua! I'm going to tear you to pieces!"

Lin Li tilted his head slightly to look at his phone, then stomped his foot hard.

"Ah—! Dad! Help me! Help me! My arm is broken! Ahhh!"

The dog was in so much pain that its eyes were rolling back, and its cries were terrifying.

"Wang Sheng, watch your tone when you talk to me."

Looking at the screaming Wang Mian, Lin Li said politely, "I have a bad temper. If you curse at him, I'll break one of his fingers. If you dare mention my aunt again, I'll break one of his arms."

"You can try it and see how long your son can hold out."

"you……"

Wang Sheng was so angry that he was trembling all over, and his heavy breathing could be heard even through the phone.

He wanted to curse, but he didn't dare to say it easily.

His son's screams were right next to his ears, and he doubted that Lin Li, that madman, could really do such a thing!

Wang Sheng gritted his teeth and said stiffly, "What exactly do you want?"

"What do I want?"

Lin Li laughed, his voice chilling: "I just came out of there, penniless, a bit short on cash. I heard the Wang family has swallowed up a lot of the Lin family's assets in recent years and made a fortune. I'd like to ask, how much do you think your good-for-nothing son is worth?"

This is blatant extortion!

Wang Sheng almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

The Wang family has always been the ones extorting others, when has it ever been anyone else's turn to extort them? Especially someone who has been dealt with by the Wang family before!

But with his own son in someone else's hands, he could only swallow his anger.

How many do you want?

Lin Li didn't answer directly. Instead, he moved his toes to Wang Mian's middle finger and said calmly, "Why do I feel like you're not being very sincere?"

Click!

Without any hesitation, he stomped down again!

"Aaaaaah—!!!"

Wang Mian screamed again, his voice now hoarse, and he was almost too weak to struggle.

"Lin Li!!!"

Wang Sheng yelled frantically on the other end of the phone, "I already asked you how much you wanted! Why did you still hit me! Name your price! As long as it's not excessive, I'll give you whatever you want!"

"I told you, I don't like your tone."

Lin Li said calmly, "Besides, it seems you don't care much about your son. Since that's the case..."

As he spoke, he moved his toes to his ring toe.

"No! Stop stepping on it! Please stop!"

Wang Mian broke down, crying and yelling into the phone, "Dad! Give me the money! Give me the money now! He really will kill me! Waaaaah..."

Hearing his son's cries, Wang Sheng felt as if his heart was being torn apart. He roared, "One hundred thousand! I'll give you one hundred thousand! Is that enough? One hundred thousand is enough for a poor wretch like you to live on for several years! Release my son now, send me your bank account number, and I'll have someone transfer the money to you right away!"

One hundred thousand?

Lin Li was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter, his laughter filled with sarcasm and disdain.

"One hundred thousand? Are you trying to fob me off like a beggar?"

He looked at the pale-faced Wang Mian with pity, shook his head, and said, "Tsk tsk tsk, Wang Mian, it seems that in your father's heart, you're only worth 100,000 yuan."

"How pitiful."

Wang Mian looked utterly hopeless. Before he could even speak, he saw Lin Li lift his foot again.

"No--!!!"

Click!

After Lin Li finished stepping on it, he squatted down and reached out to pull the broken ring finger outward with all his might!

"Aaaaaah—!!!"

Wang Mian looked at his fingers, whose skin had been torn open, and his whole body convulsed in pain, his eyes rolling back in his head, but he couldn't faint.

Lin Li didn't stop. He tore the finger off, took a picture of the severed finger with his phone, and sent it to Wang Sheng.

"I think you have some misunderstanding about the word 'valuable'."

He spoke into the phone, his tone icy: "Ten thousand dollars is only enough to buy this one finger."

"Next, let's talk about the remaining fingers, and... how much his life is worth."

On the other end of the phone, Wang Sheng looked at the bloody photo on his phone screen—a hand covered in mud, three fingers twisted at an eerie angle, the ring finger completely severed!