She chopped it!

Zhao Zhengmin's thumb just got chopped off with a swing of Yun Jian's knife! This was a finger they were talking about!

There were bones in the finger too yet Yun Jian had just hacked the finger off Zhao Zhengmin's hand like she was hacking bones off a pig—how strong must she be to do that!

Everyone there was dumbfounded as their eyes widened into saucers and their mouths fell into an "O" shape.

She was only a teenage girl but there was no inkling of fear on her expression after she severed Zhao Zhengmin's right thumb off with the knife!

Yun Jian looked unfazed. She did not even look slightly afraid as she fixed her eyes on Zhao Zhengmin whose thumb she had cut off.

The others who witnessed the scene felt goosebumps wracking their body. While they were caught up in the stupor, Yun Jian's unnerving voice rang again. "You slapped her twice, right?"

The sentence did not come out as a question. Yun Jian stated it with assertion.

There were two slap marks on Chen Xinyi's face. Yun Jian, who had sharp observing eyes, had naturally discerned it.

"Ah!" Yun Jian was still stepping on Zhao Zhengmin's right wrist but the latter was thrashing on the floor in agony.

His brain blanked out as all his senses were overwhelmed by pain. It was endless excruciation!

Zhao Zhengmin regretted it deeply now. How did he get himself entangled with a devil like Yun Jian? Yes, she was a devil! A demon! The grim reaper from hell!

"Hah," Yun Jian snorted but the light snort, once again, ran a shudder down everyone's back.

"Two slaps, so I'll cut two fingers off you," Yun Jian said and ran her butterfly knife down again violently as she kept her foot on Zhao Zhengmin's wrist.

"Argh!" Zhao Zhengmin was already numb from the pain as he remained flailing on the floor and shouting the same sound over and over again, "Ah! Argh!"

All the others could not help shuddering. Yun Jian's brutality sent chills down their spine.

Thud!

Zhao Zhengmin's index finger was cleaved off as well. Once his index finger was cut, however, Yun Jian let go of the man's wrist and lifted her foot—to step on the two bloody fingers which posed an intimidating sight even from afar.

Squelch!

As the two fingers got trampled on, they were mashed like minced meat.

The scene was so terrifying to the audition judges as well as Jiang Lanlan and the girls that they wanted to run out of the door. Under Yun Jian's intimidation, though, no one dared lead the escape lest they became the next Zhao Zhengmin.

Said man had already passed out from the pain now.

"Do you guys want to have a taste of death too?" Flicking her butterfly knife, Yun Jian turned to go to the audition judges and director.

"W-we—we got nothing to do with this. N-no, please… we won't dare do it again…" These judges and directors were quaking, currently quivering uncontrollably.

Jiang Lanlan who was standing a distance away was stupefied. Never had she imagined Yun Jian to be so cruel. A goody-two-shoes like her had never witnessed a gory scene like this. She was even thanking her luck that she did not provoke her.

"Don't worry, none of you will be escaping today!" Yun Jian smirked eerily as she looked at the judges and director out of the corner of her eyes.