Several people only felt that after Wang Ye inserted the silver needles into their bodies, they alternately wanted to laugh and cry.
Laughter mingled with loud wailing.
Along with this, there were sensations of itchy feet and stomach pain.
The feeling of laughter and loud wailing was already making it hard for them to catch their breath, but the inability to scratch their itchy feet or rub their painful stomachs made them suffer immensely.
Five minutes later.
Wang Ye removed the silver needles.
All three men were gasping heavily, their eyes filled with fear as they looked at Wang Ye.
They would rather Wang Ye whip them thoroughly than subject them to such inhuman treatment again.
Wang Ye looked at the three men and asked, "Are you going to talk?"
"If you don't talk, I'll randomly pick one of you for interrogation. I stopped just now, but next time, I won't stop; it will go on continually."
"Until you die. If one dies, I'll then continue with the next one."
