Secret Service
編集者: Nyoi-Bo Studio
"You're quite tough…" Han Sen gave Zhu Ting a thumbs-up and grappled at him again.
Zhu Ting suddenly screamed and twitched like crazy. The pain was unbearable for any normal person.
Although Zhu Ting had a pain threshold much higher than a normal person, he couldn't stop screaming either.
"All I'm telling you… Is true… I really don't know anything else… It's just a message from older generations in the family…" Zhu Ting screamed and said in broken sentences.
Han Sen stopped and asked, "What is it?"
"Do not lift your hand again. Ask whatever you want, and I will tell you everything." Zhu Ting felt scared.
"Cut the crap," Han Sen said impatiently.
Zhu Ting was so depressed at this point. What Han Sen was asking was no secret. He did not mean to hide anything. Being tortured by Han Sen, he doubted whether Han Sen had more interest in torturing him than knowing the answers.