Some of the man's wounds were bloody and mangled with saltwater. Yun Tianyou's dart hit an open wound on his belly nicely.

The dart would not go deep with its short tip, so shooting using it was not fatal. However, the acid and the saltwater created a chemical reaction that sizzled into green smoke. The pain caused by the erosion at the wound site could only be experienced fully by the man.

At some point, the man's throat no longer produced a sound.

The boy's brows furrowed pitifully. "Oh, no. Did I hit him?"

"Yes, you did," his agent confirmed.

The boy broke into a lovely smile.

He then took another dart and readied himself to throw it at the man.

"Mmph… mmm… mmmph!" The man unintelligibly mumbled his surrender.

The boy was just getting into position, yet the man had nearly pissed his pants from the sight.

It appeared that he was truly terrified this time.

After all, the excruciating pain was unbearable even to a man heavily involved in the business of killing people.

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