Every part of his body was trembling, and the pain was so intense it felt like he was being tortured between life and death.
Seeing this scene, the eight Yellow Rank martial artists and the thirty or so hooligans on the ground were filled with shock and fear, their scalps tingling.
How could there be such a method? They had never seen anything like it before. Who on earth was this person? The screams filled them with alarm.
It took about five minutes for the screaming to gradually subside.
The young man in black lay on the ground, his entire body drenched in cold sweat, looking weak and as if he had been tortured to his limit.
Su Chen let out a cold laugh, "Speak, I'm giving you one last chance. Otherwise..."
"I really don't know," the young man in black cried out, "I'm just a low-level member, I don't have access to that kind of thing."
"State your identity."
"I'll say it, I'll say it, I'm a member of the Tiger Wolf Gang."
"We are all underlings of the Tiger Wolf Gang."
