Adam looked up with difficulty, and saw Han Qing standing in front of him, seemingly revolving around him, looking at him condescendingly.

"You...... You're alive? No way, how can you still be alive?" Adam exclaimed.

"It's all said, you're just a frog at the bottom of a well, you white cardinal, you're such a waste." Han Qing sneered.

Adam's face was ugly, he couldn't figure it out anyway, how he was tricked, and how did Han Qing escape his fatal palm?

"You...... Get the antidote out quickly, or you'll be worse off than dead." Adam yelled bitterly, he was a white cardinal, he was powerful, how could he have been insulted like this.

Han Qing sneered, raised his hand and slapped Adam's face.

Adam screamed, several large teeth spurting out with blood.

He looked dumbfounded, unable to believe that he was going to be slapped by a minion.

"Old thing, are you still living in a dream? Are you a little more sober now?"

"You have to figure it out, your life is in my hands." Han Qing sneered.

It took Adam a moment to recover, his eyes red, as if he was going mad with the impact of humiliation.

"Cold Wind, kill me if you have a kind, and see what the consequences will be for you?" Adam yelled.

"Kill you? You think beautifully, before you said that you want to make me worse off than dead, but now, I'll let you know what it means to be truly alive rather than dead." Han Qing laughed.

Adam felt like he had fallen into an ice cave and shivered.

Han Qing's smile was more like the devil's smile.

"I know a method called the Soul Splitting Needle, a total of twelve stitches, I don't know how many stitches you can carry?" Han Qing said lightly, and a silver needle appeared in his hand.

"Hmph, what pain hasn't I had Adam endured? If you want to torture, if you scream, it will be rubbish." Adam snorted coldly, looking proud.

"Hope it's true." Han Qing said, stabbing the silver needle in his hand directly at the top of Adam's head.

In an instant, an infinite wave of pain rushed towards Adam.

Suddenly, Adam felt that someone was smashing his bones inch by inch with a hammer, and it seemed as if countless blunt knives were cutting his flesh.

He opened his mouth to scream, but he held back, and the bruises on his forehead bulged.

After a while, blood flowed out of Adam's seven orifices, and an old face was even more inhuman.

"Hey, I was a little surprised that I could endure it, it looks like I'm going to get a second shot." Han Qing exclaimed.

And Adam stared at Han Qing painfully, enduring it bitterly, as if waiting for Han Qing to get the second shot.

Han Qing reached for the top of Adam's head, but suddenly, he retracted his hand again.

"We'll have to wait, the pain from the first shot hasn't peaked yet."

With such a small means, Adam's will that he had been struggling to support suddenly collapsed.

"Ah......h

Adam let out a terrible ghostly scream.

Originally, screaming is actually a way of catharsis of pain, once you endure it, then the pain will be superimposed.

With Adam's strength and his endurance, it is not difficult to survive the first shot, but he has to pretend to be a tough guy and endure it.

As a result, Han Qing made him collapse directly with a small trick.

As soon as his heart collapsed, the pride and dignity in his heart were trampled on the soles of his feet.

"Please spare me, I can give everything but my life." Adam cried for mercy.

"It's not impossible to spare you, but it depends on your luck, as long as you can hold on to the second shot for ten seconds, this seat will spare you." Han Qing said lightly, and then took out the second shot. Z.br>

Suddenly, Adam let out an inhuman scream, rolled on the ground, hit his head on the ground, and reached out to tear his own scalp.

Ten seconds later, Han Qing closed the needle.

But these ten seconds, for Adam, felt like a long decade.

He was covered in blood, his body was strangely twisted, and he no longer took on the form of a human being.

If it weren't for the faint breath, I'm afraid no one would think he was still alive.