"Ah——"

Aangze Momoe let out a shrill cry and looked at Lin Zifeng in fear, no longer looking as proud as before.

She was not afraid of death, but the severe pain made her a little unbearable.

Lin Zifeng raised the corners of his mouth and asked indifferently: "Now, can you tell me who ordered you to do this?" ??

Aangze Momoe stared at Lin Zifeng, "If you want to know, you are just talking nonsense!"

Although the pain was unbearable, Sozawa Momoe did not intend to let go.

Lin Zifeng was not surprised and inserted the fourth silver needle.

As the fourth silver needle was pricked, Momoe Aangzawa's eyes were as wide as copper bells in pain, and her forehead was covered with cold sweat. She felt as if her whole body was being burned by flames, and she was in agony.

"Ah ah ah, you madman, what do you want?"

Aangze Baihui kept screaming, looking at Lin Zifeng with eyes filled with horror.

Lin Zifeng's expression remained unchanged and he asked again: "So, are you going to say it or not?"

Momoe Aozawa screamed in pain: "You are a devil, I can't possibly say that, just kill me!"

"Kill you? Wouldn't that be too advantageous for you?"

With that said, Lin Zifeng took out the fifth silver needle. If Lin Zifeng wanted to know something, he would definitely ask. He also wanted to know how many silver needles this Japanese spy could hold on to.

Anyway, he didn't panic at all, because there were a total of 108 needles in this torture method, not to mention people, even the King of Hell would be scared when he saw it.

"I'm patient. It's not me who's in pain anyway. Do you think this is true?"

Lin Zifeng smiled playfully and directly inserted the fifth silver needle.

As the fifth silver needle fell, Momoe Aosawa felt as if she was in dire straits. She was in so much pain that she wished she could die right now.

"Say?" Lin Zifeng asked.

Momoe Aangzawa's eyes widened in pain, her eyes

There were bloodshot eyes inside, but she still persisted.

Lin Zifeng smiled noncommittally, "Not bad, you can hold on to five silver needles, but I don't know how long you can hold on with so many silver needles."

When Cangze Baihui saw the dense roll of silver needles in Lin Zifeng's hand, her heart twitched violently.

She couldn't imagine how much pain she would suffer if Lin Zifeng really stuck all those silver needles into her body.

Thinking of this, Aangze Momoe couldn't help but shudder.

"I said, you are a devil, I will tell you whatever you want to know."

Seeing that Sozawa Momoe had completely compromised, she couldn't bear it anymore.

So what if she had received special training? She still couldn't bear the pain.

"Who ordered you to do this?" Lin Zifeng asked.

"Miyamoto Xiaoyi, the most outstanding genius of the Miyamoto family. The Miyamoto Katsuki you killed last time was a branch member of the Miyamoto family. He came to defend the dignity of the Miyamoto family."

Lin Zifeng nodded with satisfaction and asked again: "How strong is this Miyamoto Xiaoyi? What kind of helpers does he have?"

Cangze Baihui raised her eyes and glanced at Lin Zifeng, with a look of fear on her face.

"Miyamoto Xiaoyi is only a late-stage Xuan-level warrior, but his attainments in Onmyoji are very high. I don't know exactly how powerful he is."

"There are not many people around Miyamoto Xiaoyi this time, but he has four early earth-level guardians around him, which can be regarded as his strongest combat power."

Lin Zifeng nodded and continued to ask: "Where are they now?"

A look of panic flashed in Aangzawa Momoe's eyes, "I don't know, I really don't know."

Judging from her frightened look, she seemed worried that Lin Zifeng would give her another injection.

Lin Zifeng nodded. He had been observing Aangze Momoe with his deep eyes. If Aangze Momoe was lying, he could tell it at a glance.

Facts have proved that Momoe Aangzawa was really scared and did not lie. "Ah——"

Aangze Momoe let out a shrill cry and looked at Lin Zifeng in fear, no longer looking as proud as before.

She was not afraid of death, but the severe pain made her a little unbearable.

Lin Zifeng raised the corners of his mouth and asked indifferently: "Now, can you tell me who ordered you to do this?"

Aangze Momoe stared at Lin Zifeng, "If you want to know, you are just talking nonsense!"

Although the pain was unbearable, Sozawa Momoe did not intend to let go.

Lin Zifeng was not surprised and inserted the fourth silver needle.

As the fourth silver needle was pricked, Momoe Aangzawa's eyes were as wide as copper bells in pain, and her forehead was covered with cold sweat. She felt as if her whole body was being burned by flames, and she was in agony.

"Ah ah ah, you madman, what do you want?"

Aangze Baihui kept screaming, looking at Lin Zifeng with eyes filled with horror.

Lin Zifeng's expression remained unchanged and he asked again: "So, are you going to say it or not?"

Momoe Aozawa screamed in pain: "You are a devil, I can't possibly say that, just kill me!"

"Kill you? Wouldn't that be too advantageous for you?"

With that said, Lin Zifeng took out the fifth silver needle. If Lin Zifeng wanted to know something, he would definitely ask. He also wanted to know how many silver needles this Japanese spy could hold on to.

Anyway, he didn't panic at all, because there were a total of 108 needles in this torture method, not to mention people, even the King of Hell would be scared when he saw it.

"I'm patient. It's not me who's in pain anyway. Do you think this is true?"

Lin Zifeng smiled playfully and directly inserted the fifth silver needle.

As the fifth silver needle fell, Momoe Aosawa felt as if she was in dire straits. She was in so much pain that she wished she could die right now.

"Say?" Lin Zifeng asked.

Momoe Aangzawa's eyes widened in pain, her eyes

There were bloodshot eyes inside, but she still persisted.

Lin Zifeng smiled noncommittally, "Not bad, you can hold on to five silver needles, but I don't know how long you can hold on with so many silver needles."

When Cangze Baihui saw the dense roll of silver needles in Lin Zifeng's hand, her heart twitched violently.

She couldn't imagine how much pain she would suffer if Lin Zifeng really stuck all those silver needles into her body.

Thinking of this, Aangze Momoe couldn't help but shudder.

"I said, you are a devil, I will tell you whatever you want to know."

Seeing that Sozawa Momoe had completely compromised, she couldn't bear it anymore.

So what if she had received special training? She still couldn't bear the pain.

"Who ordered you to do this?" Lin Zifeng asked.

"Miyamoto Xiaoyi, the most outstanding genius of the Miyamoto family. The Miyamoto Katsuki you killed last time was a branch member of the Miyamoto family. He came to defend the dignity of the Miyamoto family."

Lin Zifeng nodded with satisfaction and asked again: "How strong is this Miyamoto Xiaoyi? What kind of helpers does he have?"

Cangze Baihui raised her eyes and glanced at Lin Zifeng, with a look of fear on her face.

"Miyamoto Xiaoyi is only a late-stage Xuan-level warrior, but his attainments in Onmyoji are very high. I don't know exactly how powerful he is."

"There are not many people around Miyamoto Xiaoyi this time, but he has four early earth-level guardians around him, which can be regarded as his strongest combat power."

Lin Zifeng nodded and continued to ask: "Where are they now?"

A look of panic flashed in Aangzawa Momoe's eyes, "I don't know, I really don't know."

Judging from her frightened look, she seemed worried that Lin Zifeng would give her another injection.

Lin Zifeng nodded. He had been observing Aangze Momoe with his deep eyes. If Aangze Momoe was lying, he could tell it at a glance.
Chapter completed!