Death Mercenary Group!
Upon hearing Ye Feng bluntly exposing his origin, the triangular-eyed man deflated like a punctured ball, utterly slumped to the ground.
Being able to discern at a glance that he was rigged with a human-flesh bomb, precisely locating the sewn part of the explosive, and even recognizing the D-217 exquisite suicide bomb, and instantly confirming that he was a member of the Death Mercenary Group!
The extent of Ye Feng's sharp eyes had left the triangular-eyed man completely shaken!
However, Ye Feng paid him no attention, taking out a needle and fiercely stabbing it into the Fengfu acupoint at the back of the triangular-eyed man's neck.
Ugh...
The man's body stiffened instantly, his throat moved, but no sound came out; he convulsed continuously like someone suffering from epilepsy.
Ye Feng now grabbed the man by the collar and forcefully dragged him towards the corner where Zhang Zihan lay.
