Nangong Feiyang's entire face was completely frozen at this moment.
His eyes were dull, his pupils were trembling wildly, and his mind was blank!
devil?
right!
This man is a devil!
Absolutely devil!
If he is not a devil! Why...when the knife penetrates his body, he feels no pain or even any impact?
Normal people... would do this?
"You...you are a monster? Say!! Are you a monster?"
Nangong Feiyang shouted tremblingly, his scalp was trembling so much that he couldn't hold the knife in his hand, and it fell to the ground with a clang.
"Oh... no more poking?"
"But I gave you a chance, why don't you cherish it?"
"Why do you have to disappoint me over and over again?"
Lin Yang said hoarsely and picked up the knife.
Nangong Feiyang stared blankly at the knife stained with blood, his whole nerves almost bursting, his eyes widened, and he had mental problems.
He seemed to suddenly see Lin Yang stabbing the knife into his body.
Then he saw Lin Yang stabbing the sharp knife into his body one after another.
This strange sight stimulated him too much.
Coupled with the extreme fear at the moment, Nangong Feiyang's mind was no longer clear.
He was completely shattered!
Can't stay sane anymore!
Can no longer accept reality!
"Help! Help! Help!!"
Nangong Feiyang screamed and suddenly ran forward like crazy.
Lin Yang showed murderous intent in his eyes, holding the knife and preparing to chase after him.
But as soon as he took a step, he stumbled and fell to the ground.
The blood hole in his chest gurgled with blood again, and severe pain also surged up.
Under the severe pain, Lin Yang's nearly disintegrated consciousness suddenly condensed, and he became slightly more awake.
He tried his best to pull out a silver needle from his arm and stabbed it tremblingly into his chest.
After the needle fell, the blood in the chest stopped flowing.
He also lay on the ground, breathing heavily.
"Lin Yang!!"
"Director Lin!!"
Yi Guilin rushed over quickly with his men.
Seeing Lin Yang lying on the ground, everyone was shocked and rushed to help him up.
"Director Lin is injured! It's so serious!"
"What's going on? Director Lin...why is he injured?"
"Where's that Nangong Feiyang?"
"There are no bodies around, could it be possible that he ran away?"
"Why are you talking about this now? Send Director Lin to the hospital quickly! If it's too late, it will be terrible!"
Everyone was talking and talking impatiently.
"You are so scared!" Yi Guilin snorted and said coldly: "Your Director Lin will not die so easily! Look at this needle!"
People raised their eyes.
Only then did he see the silver needle on Lin Yang's chest.
"Who is your Director Lin? He is an unparalleled miracle doctor. Can these two knives kill him? You are thinking too much!" Yi Guilin snorted.
When everyone heard this, they all breathed a sigh of relief.
At this time, Lin Yang also opened his eyes and let out a strong breath.
"Director Lin!"
Everyone shouted anxiously.
However, he saw Lin Yang coughing violently and vomiting blood from his mouth.
