Song Yun's needles continuously pierced into various acupoints on the man's body as the man, with his half-swollen eyelids, managed a pitiful smile and said, "That's it? Not painful at all, Grandpa. I'll tell you, don't even dream of getting any information from me!"
"Even if Grandpa falls today, there will be countless people coming tomorrow to avenge me. One of you for a bunch of us, Grandpa has had a good run!"
As Song Yun twisted the last needle, he said indifferently, "Don't worry, you definitely won't die today, and even if you wanted to, I would snatch you back from the King of Hell himself!"
After saying this, the last needle slowly inserted into the man's chest.
The man, who had previously looked as if nothing could touch him and would live forever, began to struggle violently the moment the needle entered just one millimeter into his skin, his entire body flailing like a fish being stripped of its scales, turning red all over!
