There are many ways to torture a person, and Ren Feng is very skilled in this art.
The silver needle in his hand had already pierced several key acupoints on Chong Jiu's body, and in an instant, Chong Jiu felt as if ants were gnawing all over him!
Ren Feng's face was cold; since this person wanted his life, he absolutely wouldn't show mercy!
If someone wants to kill you, would you still willingly go to them?
Another needle, and Chong Jiu's face looked as if he were drowning; his eyes bulged wide open, and his agonized screams came to an abrupt halt, seemingly about to die at any moment.
Ren Feng's expression was indifferent. About five seconds later, he pulled out the silver needle, and Chong Jiu collapsed completely, soaked in sweat, breathing heavily.
