Can you stop it?

"brother Torren, are you still not confident in my work?"
Ma Yiming asked back.
"Okay, I'll give you fifty thousand!"
Torren Bayfield gritted his teeth, took out 50,000 yuan in cash from his bag, and threw it on the table. "Beat him to death. If you can break one of his legs, I'll give him another 50,000 yuan. I'm risking everything!"
"No problem. I'll go first then."
Ma Yiming was delighted when he heard this and left with the money.
"Ishmael Kearns, ah Ishmael Kearns, just...