As Lin Wudao spoke, he raised his head, looked at Ye Fan, and continued: "You also know this person, he is the big boss of Seven Color Hell...Zisha!"
"Zisha?"
"Are you sure it's him?"
At this time, Ye Fan frowned slightly and stared at Lin Wudao sharply, as if he found something fishy in his eyes.
After all, the eyes are the windows to the soul. Ye Fan was able to capture the moment of panic in Lin Wudao's eyes. Although it was only a blink of an eye, it was enough.
But what surprised him was that Lin Wudao didn't lie.
"Yes, that's right, it's Zisha, the boss of Seven Colors Hell! He said that you killed all his killers in Seven Colors Hell, so he has always been grudges and has a grudge against you! He has always wanted to settle a score with you."
Lin Wudao explained hurriedly.
Hearing this, Ye Fan's eyes turned cold, and a strong killing intent filled the surrounding air, as if he was in an ice cellar, making people feel suffocated.
He never thought that Zisha would still haunt him like this.
Lin Wudao looked at Ye Fan in front of him, a trace of panic rising deep in his heart.
Um? Why does he suddenly seem to be a different person? Why is he even more scary than before? He...he doesn't suddenly want to torture me again, right?
Lin Wudao was mentally tortured by Ye Fan, and he was afraid that if he was not careful, he would be tortured half to death by Ye Fan again.
As a result, Lin Wudao quickly said: "Ye Fan, I...I have told the information, I...I don't ask you to let me live, but...
...But I just ask you to let me die more comfortably and stop torturing me! I am already old and I cannot withstand this kind of torture."
After Ye Fan glanced at him, he raised an indifferent smile and said, "Lin Wudao, actually you just missed a good opportunity!"
"What...what a good opportunity?"
Lin Wudao was stunned, and then stared at Ye Fan with a puzzled face.
At this time, Ye Fan said coldly: "If you had confessed the truth and told the information from the beginning, I might have let you die more comfortably, but you just tried to use the information to negotiate terms with me, haha! So,
You missed your chance!"
"Whoosh!"
Suddenly, Lin Wudao's face turned as pale as paper, and his pupils suddenly shrank into needle-like shapes!
"Ye Fan, you...you are not trustworthy!" Lin Wudao's eyes widened with a look of despair.
Ye Fan shook his head and said: "I'm not trustworthy? Haha! I didn't promise you anything, it's just your own random thoughts. In addition, as I said just now, the consequences of offending my woman will be very tragic...
...So, just wait for the toxicity to set in!"
As a result, after Ye Fan finished speaking, the toxicity in Lin Wudao's body really began to take effect.
"Ah...ah!"
"Ye Fan! Give me the antidote quickly! Hurry up!"
"I...I can't bear it anymore...Ouch, ouch!"
A heart-piercing pain spread throughout his body, causing him to roar, his face twisted and hideous, in agony.
This kind of pain was too unbearable. Within a few seconds, Lin Wudao felt as if his internal organs were burning, and the pain was unbearable.
His whole body was twitching, his expression was ferocious and twisted, and the veins on his forehead burst out, showing the extreme pain in his heart!
"boom!"
He tried desperately to struggle, but to no avail. His body twitched violently like chaff, and then he spit out a mouthful of black blood.
His pupils began to dilate, and his face was filled with a look of horrific pain.
Before he died, Lin Wudao tried his best to squeeze out the last words and cursed: "Ye Fan, I... I will never let you go even if I am a ghost..."