Tian Siji was obedient, looking around and said: "After the last attack, there were two more attacks, but they recovered quickly. This time it lasted a little longer, and we used many methods..."
"I'm asking you how long! Are you talking to me about this?" Little Hell suddenly became angry and stabbed Tian Siji with force with the long black strip.
"Zizzizi~" The long black strip made a low sound, and a blue arc light flashed through. The smell of burnt animal fur filled the air. Tian Siji screamed and fell to the ground, his hands and feet twitching.
Foaming at the mouth.
Everyone looked at the little King of Hell in horror, shrinking into a ball and not daring to express their anger.
"No one can answer my words?" Little King of Hell shouted loudly, and wherever his eyes passed, everyone shivered again.
The elder doctor said slowly: "Two days. He has been in this condition for two days."
"Two days! Two days! Are you just telling me now? What were you doing before? Were you asleep? Or were you eating?"
The little King of Hell was furious, his beautiful face was as ferocious as a demon, and he was waving the black box in his hand, as if he was planning to hit someone at any time.
Everyone was even more frightened, and some of the timid ones even shed tears.
The little King of Hell's eyes wandered around everyone, and finally fell on the medical elder.
She walked slowly towards the medical elder, pointed the black box at his forehead, and said coldly: "Is it you! Did you do it?"
Almost everyone present has suffered from this black box, whether it's their limbs, body, neck, or even head.
The most painful thing is a blow to the head that can make a person stupid, and he cannot recover for ten days and a half.
So everyone looked at the medical elder with sympathy, feeling that this old man with superb medical skills and kindness to others was probably going to suffer a big loss.
The elder doctor looked at the little King of Hell calmly and said calmly: "Miss, if you think it's me, then it's me."
He closed his eyes, looking like he was being slaughtered.
Little Hell gritted his teeth, and after all, he didn't poke the black box on the elder doctor's precious head, but instead poked it on his shoulder.
The medical elder let out a suppressed scream, fell to the ground and huddled in a ball.
"Gu Fenglin, do you know who I'm dealing with now?"
Little Hell didn't look at him, but stared at Gu Fenglin's eyes, just to see if he would react.
"It's the medical elder! The best medical elder to you! If you don't wake up, I will electrocute him alive here!"
She yelled and poked the medical elder again.
The medical elder didn't even make a sound this time and fainted.
His apprentice rushed to protect him and repeatedly kowtowed to the little King of Hell and begged for mercy: "Madam, please calm down. Madam, please calm down. Master is old and cannot bear it. If you try again, he will die."
Little Hell curled his lips, probably knowing that it was useless, so he put away the black box and looked at everyone.
Everyone shivered again, wishing they could find a crack in the ground to crawl under.
"You have nothing to do? It's okay. I'll ask and drag one out to test the power of the black box."
Little Yama pointed at one of the doctors.
"Madam, spare your life!" the doctor shouted, fell to the ground, and said in a panic: "The method you just used is very effective, but you just chose the wrong target to stimulate!"
The little King of Hell seemed to be smiling but not smiling: "Then tell me, who can stimulate Number A?"