Chapter 220 Two, Imperial Court

Looking at the silver needle in Fang Mutian's hand, the killer sneered in his heart. He originally thought that Fang Mutian would use some poisonous tricks to deal with himself, but he didn't expect that he wanted to prick himself with a silver needle. Do you think that with a few silver needles, you can kill me? Alive?

The killer didn't take it seriously, and didn't believe that Fang Mutian could kill him with silver needles at all, thinking that Fang Mutian was just scaring him, but when Fang Mutian put the first silver needle on him, he felt the pain in his body. strange.

It was numb and itchy, as if he was scratching him with dogtail grass, but he didn't care, watching Fang Mutian sneer, as if mocking his childishness.

Fang Mutian was furious, and sneered: "Don't worry, this is just the beginning, the dinner needs to be enjoyed slowly, it will make you want to die."

As soon as the words were finished, Fang Mutian stuck the second silver needle in his hand. Immediately, the killer's pupils shrank, the muscles on his face twitched continuously, and a thin layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

When Fang Mutian's second silver needle was on his body, the killer felt as if his body was being bitten by thousands of ants. It was painful and itchy. That feeling was worse than death.

Cold sweat broke out on the killer's forehead, he clenched his teeth, and fixed his eyes on Fang Mutian, with endless killing intent and a trace of fear in his eyes, he did not give in again, and remained silent.

This time, he held back again.

Fang Mutian looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction, held the last silver needle, and said lightly: "Very good, your willpower is very good, but I hope you can continue to persevere."

"I won't let you down." The killer said a few words through his teeth, his voice was cold and without any emotion.

Fang Mutian nodded and said, "That's good."

After finishing speaking, Fang Mutian sealed the killer's dumb acupoint, fearing that he would not be able to bear it, so he yelled out, then pierced the last silver needle in his hand, and finally stood aside, quietly admiring his own masterpiece.

The killer's body suddenly trembled violently, his hands were clenched into fists, the blue veins on his forehead were clearly visible, his face was ferocious, his teeth were biting his lips tightly, even though his lips were bitten by him, he didn't feel the slightest pain.

He swears that this is torture that he has never imagined in his life. There are hundreds of millions of ants in his body, biting his body like locusts crossing the border, wishing to devour his flesh and blood. He can still bear this kind of torture, but now, it is so much more terrifying than before, it broke through his limit in an instant, making him feel more uncomfortable than being fried in a frying pan, and more painful than being exploded. .

The killer clenched his hands tightly with too much force, causing his nails to pierce into his palms, but the tingling pain in his hands not only did not make him feel uncomfortable, but made him realize that this tingling pain could actually stimulate his nerves and make him A distraction to relieve that endless torment in your body.

After discovering this great 'benefit', the killer started to self-mutilate non-stop, his forehead hit the hard concrete floor, and his fists kept attacking his body, as if he was not attacking himself, but a Just like the enemy he has a deep hatred for.

Seeing this, Fang Mutian frowned, walked up, and took out another silver needle to seal the killer's ability to move.Don't you want to use self-mutilation to alleviate physical pain?I'll seal your ability to act, and I'll see what you can do.

The killer was lying on the ground, his body was in great pain, shaking constantly, his face was ferocious, his eyes were like a pair of dead fish eyes, Fang Mutian not only sealed his ability to move, but even his ability to speak. Don't talk about moving now, even if you can't speak.

At this moment, the killer finally knows what it means to live better than death. It turns out that life is better than death. He also knows that Fang Mutian is not what he thinks. He is not scaring him, but that he really has the ability to make himself alive. Better to die.

He was tortured physically and psychologically, he was tortured to death, unable to move or speak, the killer really wanted to die, but he didn't even have the ability to die at this moment.

Unable to bear this kind of endless torture in his heart, the killer wanted to beg for mercy, but he couldn't speak, and his eyes were fixed on Fang Mutian. At this moment, he gave in.This kind of torture that kills you but makes you die, even a hard-working person can't bear it, it's impossible if you don't give in.

A smile appeared on Fang Mutian's face. The killer's physical fitness was much stronger than that of Cai Wen. The techniques he used to extract confessions from this killer today were much stronger than those used on Cai Wen.

"Can't bear it? If you can't bear it, just blink your eyes." Fang Mutian said with a smile.

The killer blinked quickly when he heard the words, fearing that Fang Mutian might not see clearly, he blinked once, twice, several times.

Seeing this, Fang Mutian pulled out the third silver needle, and then unlocked the killer's dumb acupoint, and said with a smile, "I didn't let you down, but you let me down."

The killer did not speak, panting heavily, the clothes on his body were already wet with sweat, his face was pale, as if he had collapsed, staring at Fang Mutian, his heart was full of hatred and chill.

This is a demon, a chilling demon!

The killer really wanted to say, I didn't want to let you down, but your methods are too ruthless, so I have no choice but to let you down.

"Okay, let's stop chatting, let's get to the point." Fang Mutian glanced at the killer and asked, "Tell me, who invited you here?"

"I don't know." The killer said coldly.

"I don't know?" Fang Mutian was taken aback, and sneered: "It seems that you haven't tasted enough of the taste just now. If so, then try it again until you know it."

The killer was in a hurry. Even if he killed him, he didn't want to experience that horrible torture again, so he said quickly: "I really don't know, I just received the task from the organization, and I don't know who the employer is."

Fang Mutian nodded. He also has some understanding of this aspect. On the Internet, there are some special killer stations. As long as you provide enough money, you can invite killers to help you deal with your enemies.

Of course, the employer's information will be kept strictly confidential, and it is impossible for it to be leaked out. The killers are only responsible for killing people and getting money, and will not learn about the employer's information. Therefore, this young killer did not lie, he did not Know who the employer is.

"Are you the killer of that organization?" Fang Mutian asked.

"Imperial Court!" The killer said proudly.

"Imperial Court? What kind of organization is this? And tell me, what are the famous killer organizations in the killer world?" Fang Mutian asked curiously.

The killer looked at Fang Mutian in astonishment and said, "You don't know the imperial court?"

"Don't you know it's embarrassing? Why so much nonsense? Answer my question quickly, or I will give you another meal." Fang Mutian stared.

The muscles on the killer's face twitched, and he said: "There are many killer organizations in the killer world, and only three are the most famous ones, namely the Imperial Court, Blood Rose, and Cobra. The Imperial Court is the most powerful assassin organization, and the other organizations cannot comparable."

"Tell me carefully." Fang Mutian said.

The killer took a look at Fang Mutian and said, "Huangting is a killer organization established more than 20 years ago. Although it was not established for a long time and looks very young, it has grown rapidly and quickly. , and soon became the overlord of the killer world, no one, anyone or any country would dare to underestimate it."

"In the imperial court, there are many powerful people. According to the strength of these members, the imperial court is divided into three lists, namely the god list, the heaven list and the ground list. Not to mention the existence of the god list, it is the heaven list. The characters are incomparable to other assassin organizations, which has also made it impossible for other assassin organizations to shake the dominance of the imperial court."

Hearing this, Fang Mutian was very curious about this imperial court, and asked again: "Which list are you on? And what kind of strength do you need to enter these three lists?"

The killer said embarrassingly: "I am on the earth list. Anyone whose cultivation base is below the advanced level is a member of the earth list. If the cultivation base is a high-level strong person, then he is a member of the sky list. The legendary holy rank is a member of the God List."

When the killer mentioned the god list, his face was full of yearning, and he was promoted to a member of the god list, which means that his own strength has reached the holy level, holy level, this is absolutely a terrifying existence, no one does not desire .

Fang Mutian was full of shock. He didn't expect that the imperial court was just a killer organization, and its strength would be so terrifying. Saint-level. He didn't expect that there were saint-level strongmen in the imperial court.The holy level, without a doubt, is the pinnacle existence in this world.

Suppressing the shock in his heart, Fang Mutian asked, "How many people are on the God List?"

The killer said admiringly, "Two, only two."

Fang Mutian heaved a sigh of relief. There were only two, but two were already quite a lot. He asked, "What's their name?"

The killer said: "Emperor! General!"

"The emperor is the founder of the imperial court. The god general is the emperor's brother and the emperor's steward."

emperor?This emperor must be an extremely domineering character, even his name is so arrogant, but he has the capital to be arrogant, holy level, I don't know when he will reach it.

But as long as you work hard to do the task, let alone the holy level, even the emperor level, it's nothing to worry about.

Fang Mutian nodded and asked, "Are there many people in Tianbang?"

The killer shook his head and said, "Not many, only twenty or so."

The corner of Fang Mutian's mouth twitched, there were not many more than twenty, they were high-level warriors, not Chinese cabbage, with such strength, as long as you don't be too arrogant in this world, you can basically walk sideways.

"And you, what's your name? Also, I think your moves should be our Chinese martial arts?" Fang Mutian asked.

The killer said: "My name is Hua Hao, you read that right, I use Huaxia Kungfu, because I am a disciple of the Huashan School."

"What? You are a disciple of the Huashan Sect? Then why did you join the killer organization?" Fang Mutian was shocked. He didn't expect this guy to be a disciple of the Huashan Sect. He was a little excited, and finally let himself meet the people of the Hidden World Sect. .

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