Tanjiro's Broken Fingers Novels & Stories

The wounded Kanji tried to end the mess he had caused, so he got himself out of Ravyn’s arm and started getting on the floor to collect banknotes with joy, as if all the pain had vanished upon receiving that money. "Huh, pathetic." Another insult to her friend from Angus caused Ravyn to tremble in anger, but Kanji held the girl’s hand to stop her. "It's okay. This money is a lot more than the cost of my treatment. Think on the bright side, the money left could be my brothers and sisters’ additional allowance.." Kanji's voice began to shake as he resisted the pain of his fractured and swollen fingers, but he continued to speak. "..Plus, this wound is nothing. It may take some quality sleep an

Crack! “Argh!” “Do you believe it now? If you keep quiet, I’ll assume that you still don’t believe me. Then let’s break another one!” Azure was very fast. After the continuous cracking sounds of the bones, Tom’s number one assistant had all his right hand’s fingers broken into 90 degrees backward, as if they were blooming like a flower. At once, the immense pain was killing him. Tom was enraged. He immediately called his bodyguards. However, seven or eight of their ribs were quickly broken by Azure.

He also informed Yuji's dad about the situation because he needed extra hands on this. Toma can't keep his eyes off Yuji's broken hands. It pains him to see that it was wrapped in thick bandages because the doctor told him that every bone in his hands were broken into bits. This would mean that Yuji won't be able to use his hands anymore, he can imagine how devastated Yuji will be when he finds out about his hand. 'That damn Yuu. I'll get him for this.' He suddenly wished he beaten up Yuu just as bad as how Yuji was beaten—no, he wanted to double the pain, because aside from Yuji he was also hurt to see the one he love like this.

In his opinion, Zhou Tian was not qualified to be his enemy, let alone do anything to him. "Damn it, you dare to treat me like this. You can't live." Jiro Matsushima gnashed his teeth and cursed. Crack... Without saying a word, Zhou Tian broke Jiro Matsushima's right leg with his stick! "Ah!! Dammit, you lowly person, how dare you treat me like this!" Crack crack... Three more times in a row, Zhou Tian broke all the limbs of Jiro Matsushima! Jiro Matsushima couldn't stand it anymore. At this time, he didn't dare to scold anymore. He lay on the ground and screamed in pain.

"Crash!" Their fists smashed together, and the strong young man let out a scream. His face went white as a sheet, and he stumbled back, his hands shaking. "Ah, my fingers are broken!" They were—except for his thumb, all his fingers had snapped, and the pain was unbearable. "Whoa!" Everyone gasped, looking at Elio with new respect. That guy was fierce—one punch and he had broken the other guy's fingers. Scary! Elio did not hold back.

He’s sobbing openly now, snot and blood mixing on his face. "I can do this all night," I promise him. "I have ten fingers to work with. Then ten toes. Then we start on the long bones. Have you ever had a femur broken, Rowan? It takes a lot of pressure. But I am very strong." I reach for his ring finger. "No! No! Wait!" he shrieks, trying to curl his hand into a fist. "Stop! I'll tell you! I'll tell you!" I pause, holding the digit. "I'm listening."

' he says, taking an erect pinkie in his mouth and twirling his tongue around it and at the same time pinching the other one. He does it ever so gently as if he is managing a breakable object. He almost makes me want to succumb to his ministrations but no! I am not letting my guard down, I am not going to let him win this fight. With this thought in mind, I gather all the strength I possess and push him real hard which makes him stumble back a bit. I do not even know this fucked up man who has made his way into my dream uninvited to cause trouble.

There were only about a dozen punks here and they meant nothing to him at all. Therefore, Charlie continued breaking Hudson’s ring finger. Crack! Hudson’s fourth finger broke immediately. At this time, more than a dozen machetes were already swinging at Charlie!

His eyes locked on the wall in front of him. "Very well, the hard way it is." I grabbed his hand and bent back his index finger, letting out a laugh as I heard the bone snap. Christopher clenched his teeth tighter as he fought the urge to yell out. I grabbed his middle finger doing the same thing, then the next, and then the next until they were all broken. His brow was starting to sweat, and his hands were beginning to shake as he tried to hold his ground.

"Good, the snow made people sloppy. We didn't lose a single fight, but I am sure we have some broken bones. I looked at Len, who had a black eye. "None in the legs, I hope." "No, but I think my left arm might be broken. Could you set it for me after dinner?" "Kimi, you know I am the worst at healing; it's better to ask Saka or go to the clinic and have the doctor do it." "Fine, I will ask Saka, but I am not going to the doctor." "How are you supposed to fight if you have a broken arm?" "Easy, I am not going to. I will take third because I forfeit. Let the guys duke it out?"