Cang Yue was nearly dead.
The two bodyguards couldn't squeeze their way over. Lu Chengwen, Long Aotian, and Zhao Ritian had Cang Yue wedged between them at the doorway, desperately yanking his hand out.
Not one of them thought to open the car door first!
They just kept pulling!
And they even told Cang Yue to pull harder himself!
The pain in one's fingers was among the hardest for a person to bear. It was truly bone-piercing agony!
Cang Yue howled in pain until he could no longer make a sound, his throat completely hoarse!
The two bodyguards tried to force their way in from outside, shouting together, "Open the door! Open the door first! Don't just yank him out, you bastards!"
Lu Chengwen shouted too, "Open it! Open the door!"
Long Aotian said, "Stop shoving me! We need to open the door first, hurry up!"
Zhao Ritian yelled, "Push! Push! Push! I'll shove you all to death!"
Finally, when Lu Chengwen felt it was about time, he yanked the car door open.
Cang Yue immediately clutched his hand and rolled onto the ground.
His body curled up, his injured hand held near his abdomen. He practically bent himself into a circle as he rolled around on the ground.
The two bodyguards rushed over to tend to him, but there was nothing they could do.
Lu Chengwen said to Chen Mengyun, "Get in the car first."
Chen Mengyun refused, grabbing Lu Chengwen by the collar. "You get in too."
"I'm busy."
"Why is this guy so arrogant?"
Lu Chengwen smiled. "He's a useless nobody. I can handle him."
After wailing for quite a while, Cang Yue finally calmed down a little.
He lay on the ground, cradling his arm and blowing on his completely mangled fingers. Tears streamed endlessly down