Guo Shangkai felt extremely nervous, and he secretly told himself that no matter what happened, he must not move.
If he moved, the conspiracy he fabricated with Zhou Renping to frame Chu Yang would be exposed.
Chu Yang held the needle between his thumb and index finger, aiming at an acupuncture point on Guo Shangkai's lower abdomen.
Whoosh!
The needle in Chu Yang's hand pierced into the acupuncture point on the lower abdomen like lightning.
"Ah!" Guo Shangkai screamed.
His body became unresponsive, moving involuntarily.
Originally, Guo Shangkai had been lying down, but his hands and feet involuntarily began to crawl, and Guo Shangkai's face turned pale with fear: "How can this be... my hands and feet won't obey me..."
"Don't move... stop moving..."
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
Suddenly, Guo Shangkai leaped up, hopping and jumping around with wildly flailing arms, his body agile and flexible, showing no sign of paralysis.
