Two-faced (4)

No matter how hard the man in black struggled to break free, it was all in vain.

As the terror intensified inwardly, his heart dropped to the deepest valleys.

Pow!

The Painted Ancient Fan slapped onto his chest once. The mighty force broke all his ribs and slammed his body to the ground.

Xiao Ran walked up to him.

He removed his mask and saw an unfamiliar face. "Who sent you?"

"Just kill me if you have the guts!" The man in black closed his eyes tightly, fully prepared for death.

"Death is not frightening at all." Xiao Ran commented.

With his Heavenly Slave Divine Finger activated, 15 shots of finger forces penetrated his body.

It was as if countless ants were biting and tearing away at his soul. They ate a little and spit it out, and repeated this over and over.

"Ah…" The scream was earth-shattering.