Chapter 222, The 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 damage trick against himself, but he didn't expect him to want to prick himself with a silver needle, do you think that with a few silver needles, you can make me die and come back to life?

The killer didn't think so, he didn't believe that Fang Mutian could bring him back to life with a silver needle, thinking that Fang Mutian was just scaring him, but when Fang Mutian pierced the first silver needle on him, he felt something strange in his body.

It was numb, itchy, as if he was scratching him with a dog's tail, but he didn't care, looking at Fang Mutian and sneering, as if he was laughing at his childishness.

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

As soon as the words fell, the second silver needle in Fang Mutian's hand pierced, and suddenly, the killer's pupils shrank, the muscles on his face twitched, and a layer of fine cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

When Fang Mutian's second silver needle was on his body, the killer only felt that his body was as if he had been bitten by thousands of ants, it was painful and itchy, and that feeling was even more uncomfortable than death.

The cold sweat on the killer's forehead broke out, clenching his teeth, his eyes stared at Fang Mutian deadly, with endless killing intent in his eyes, and a trace of fear, he didn't give in again, and still kept silent.

This time, he held back again.

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

"You won't be disappointed." The killer snapped out a few words from between his teeth, his voice cold, without a trace of emotion.

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

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

The killer's body suddenly trembled violently, his hands were clenched into fists, the green tendons on his forehead were clearly visible, his face was hideous, his teeth were clenched against his lips, even if his lips were bitten by him, he didn't feel the slightest pain.

He swore that this was a torture he had never imagined in his life, his body was like hundreds of millions of ants, tearing at his body, like locusts crossing the border, eager to devour his flesh and blood, the kind of torture before, he could still bear it, but now, it was more terrifying than before, I don't know how many times, and instantly broke through his tolerance limit, making him feel more uncomfortable than entering the oil pot and frying, and more painful than being blown up by someone.

The killer clenched his hands with too much force, causing his nails to pierce into his palms, but the stinging pain in his hands, not only did not make him feel uncomfortable, but made him find that this stinging pain actually stimulated his nerves, distracted him, and alleviated the endless torture in his body.

After discovering this great 'benefit', the killer began to self-harm, hitting the hard concrete floor with his forehead, and his fists kept attacking his body, as if he was not attacking himself, but an enemy with whom he had a deep hatred.

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

The killer was lying on the ground, his body was in great pain, constantly shaking, his face was hideous, his eyes were like a pair of dead fish eyes, Fang Mutian not only sealed his ability to move, but even his language ability was sealed, he didn't say anything about moving now, he couldn't even speak.

At this moment, the killer finally knew what life was better than death, it turned out that life was worse than death, and he also knew that Fang Mutian was not what he thought, not to scare him, but that he really had the ability to make his life worse than death.

Physical and psychological torture brought him great torture, torture he died and lived, unable to move, unable to speak, the killer wanted to die, but he didn't even have the ability to die at the moment.

He couldn't bear this boundless torture in his heart, and the killer wanted to beg for mercy, but he couldn't speak, his eyes were staring at Fang Mutian tightly, and at this moment, he gave in. This kind of torture that is terrible but can't make you die, even if you are beaten with iron, you can't bear it, and you can't do it if you don't give in.

Fang Mutian had a smile on his face, the killer's physical fitness was much stronger than Cai Wen's, and the confession method he used on this killer today was much stronger than that used on Cai Wen.

"Can't you bear it? I couldn't bear it, so I blinked. Fang Mutian said with a smile.

When the killer heard this, he hurriedly blinked, afraid that Fang Mutian didn't see it clearly, so he blinked, twice, several times.

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

The killer didn't 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 coldness.

It's a demon, a terrifying devil!

The killer wanted to say, I didn't want to disappoint you, but your methods are so ruthless that I have to disappoint you.

"Okay, let's stop chatting and 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.

"Don't know?" Fang Mutian was stunned for a moment, and sneered: "It seems that you haven't tasted enough of the taste just now, since that's the case, then taste it again until you know it." ”

The killer was in a hurry, even if he killed him, he didn't want to taste that kind of terrible torture anymore, and hurriedly said: "I really don't know, I just took 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 websites, as long as you provide enough money, then you can ask the killer to help you solve your enemy.

Of course, the employer's information will be kept strictly confidential, and it is impossible to leak out, and the killers are only responsible for killing people and then taking money, and will not know the employer's information, so this young killer is not lying, he really does not know who the employer is.

"You're the killer of that organization?" Fang Mutian asked.

"Imperial Court!" The killer said proudly.

"The Imperial Court? What kind of organization is it? And tell me, what are the killer organizations that are famous 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? What are you doing with so much nonsense? Hurry up and answer my words, or Lao Tzu will give you more food. Fang Mutian glared.

The muscles on the killer's face twitched, and he said: "There are many killer organizations in the killer world, and there are only three of the most famous, namely the Imperial Court, the Blood Rose, and the Cobra, and the Imperial Court is the most powerful killer organization, which is incomparable to other organizations. ”

"Tell me more about it." Fang Mutian said.

The killer glanced at Fang Mutian and said: "Imperial Court, it is a killer organization established more than twenty years ago, although it has not been established for a long time and looks very young, but it has developed rapidly with lightning speed, and soon became the overlord of the killer world, no one and no country dare to underestimate it." ”

"In the imperial court, there are a lot of powerful people, and the imperial court is divided into three lists according to the strength of these members, which are the god list, the heaven list and the earth list, not to mention the existence of the god list, that is, the characters in the heavenly list, which is incomparable to other killer organizations, which also makes other killer organizations unable to shake the hegemony of the imperial court."

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

The killer said embarrassedly: "I am from the earth list, and those who are cultivated below the advanced junior level are all members of the earth list, and if the cultivation is a high-level powerhouse, then they are members of the heavenly list, and if they go beyond the advanced level and reach the legendary holy level, they are members of the god list." ”

When the killer talked about 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, the holy level, this is definitely a terrifying existence, and no one does not desire it.

Fang Mutian's heart 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 would be a saint-level powerhouse in the imperial court. The Holy Level, without a doubt, is the pinnacle of existence in this world.

Suppressing the shock in his heart, Fang Mutian asked, "How many people are on the god list?" ”

The killer adored and said, "Two, only two." ”

Fang Mutian breathed a sigh of relief, it turned out that there were only two, but there were already a lot of two, and asked, "What are their names?" ”

The killer said: "Emperor! God will! ”

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

Emperor? This emperor must be an extremely domineering character, and he even takes his name so arrogantly, but he has arrogant capital, saint level, and he doesn'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 okay.

Fang Mutian nodded and asked, "Are there many people on the Heavenly List?" ”

The killer shook his head and said, "Not a lot, only a dozen or sozen." ”

The corners of Fang Mutian's mouth twitched, there were not many of them, they were high-level martial artists, not cabbage, with such strength, as long as they were not too arrogant in this world, they could basically walk sideways.

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

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

"What? Are you a disciple of the Huashan Sect? So how did you join the Killer organization? Fang Mutian was stunned, he didn't expect this guy to be a disciple of the Huashan Sect, he was a little excited in his heart, and finally let himself see someone from the Hidden World Sect.