Novel & Cerita Tanjiro Fingers Broken

Kenji slid the weapon onto his right hand, ensuring that all four fingers, except for the thumb, fit into the holes, and tightly clenched his fist. "Lift him," Kenji ordered as he stood. Two men moved forward, lifting Endo back onto the chair. "You can fight back if you want," Kenji said, approaching Endo. But that was impossible. The pain from losing his pinky was enough to nearly paralyze Endo. THUD! Kenji’s punch landed directly on Endo’s cheek—the exact spot where Akiko’s bruise had been. But a brass knuckle wouldn’t just leave a bruise. The force of Kenji's punch, combined with the metal impact, shattered Endo’s cheekbone and tore the flesh. Of course, it was accompanied by another loud

Tony replied grimly. I stopped worrying about that bit of lost flesh on my side when I saw what was left of Kaniji. Her hands were broken into claws, her legs twisted unnaturally. She was bleeding from her eyes, nose, and ears. She was in so much agony that her mouth gaped open and her eyes stared sightlessly.

Robyn sat beside Chef Jacob the entire time. His left hand had been bandaged up as well as his back and the blisters removed. Luckily the fire had not burnt his face or anywhere else. "Miss Robyn, please go home I will be fine." "And I've told you it's okay. Just rest please." "I forget how stubborn you can get sometimes." "Just rest. Should I call the doctor? Are you in pain?" "No. They gave me painkillers when we got here remember?"

He had gotten over his own pain and was now chuckling again. The same annoying chuckle that made me want to shatter his nose bridge with my hand. I twitched a finger from the hand I had shot at him earlier and realized that I had broken my fingers. He had not felt any pain but I had broken my fingers! He reached me while I was yet to be on my feet and again, he grabbed me by the hair. The pain came back. As he hustled me to my feet, I realized I had split a lip and the pain did not ease as I licked the lips.

, He screamed in rage. "I think you owe this young woman a teddy bear. Do you want us to get it or will you get it for us?" "You stupid bitch!!!", He suddenly charged at her with his hand raised in the air. He was this close to laying a hot slap on her face when I caught his hand midair and twisted his fingers in such an awkward position, three of them popped from their joints. "Fucking hell!!", He screamed in seething pain. I didn't let go of him, so he had to be careful of the way he moved, or the rest of his fingers would also get broken.

Frances said. "Hey!" Olivia said. "You've started having sex right?" She gave a witty smile. "Mom stop it. I just made the joke to calm your attention, I don't even know him, not even his name, so chill." "Seems you've been having lucid dreams lately, Frances." "No dream here. I came a bit late to work -- saw him buying a lot of books from Mr. Yamato --" "And he gave you a wink?" "No. He did something annoying at first -- sniggering while Mr. Yamato said some words to me. He left and came back later to give me this." She took out the watch and showed it to Olivia.

Tino asked, clearly confused. Matteo chuckled and gently ruffled his hair. “There were some things that needed to be sorted out first.” “Are they sorted out now?” Renzo asked seriously. Matteo glanced at me for a brief moment before looking back at them. “Well… not completely. But I promise you something.” He pulled them closer. “Nothing will ever tear us apart again.” Tiziana smiled brightly and wrapped her tiny arms around his neck. Watching the scene unfold made a painful knot form in my chest.

Today, in my own operating room, I was being framed as a murderer by a security captain, who had only gotten the job through connections. "Let go of me! You're committing a crime!" I struggled, desperately trying to break free from their grip. But just then, a polished leather shoe came down hard on the back of my right hand. It was Luke. He looked down at me with a cruel smile. Then, he slowly put more pressure on my hand. I heard a sickening crunch. The force crushed my finger bones. The searing pain made my vision blur, and I knew that this hand, which I'd held a scalpel with for over a decade, was ruined.

Tears welled up in my eyes, cascading down my cheeks, their salty taste mingling with the bitterness in my mouth. Aiden's face softened, his grip on my hand loosening slightly. His eyes, usually filled with a mischievous spark, now held a mixture of regret and concern. "I’m sorry," he said, his voice laced with genuine remorse. "I didn’t mean to go off like that. It’s just when I saw that prick’s hands all over your body, I lost it. Please, just calm down. I will take you to the club with me."

He stretched out his hand and grabbed Pan Zishan's right middle finger. "What are you going to do?" Pan Zishan screamed in fear. Crack. "Ow!" Pan Zishan screamed, and the middle finger of his right hand had been broken by Zhou Tian. Not everyone could bear the pain of a broken finger. Pan Zishan was in so much pain that it felt like it was piercing through his heart. "How do you feel? Do you want to try the taste of breaking other fingers?" Zhou Tian asked Pan Zishan.