Silver needles like cow hair wrap around the blood vessels and slide along.

Can't suck it out, can't pinch it out.

It is also very spiritual and avoids the doctor's interception, and it is unstoppably close to the heart.

After struggling for three hours, Chen Bahuang and the others not only failed to take out the silver needle, but they also caused themselves pain that was worse than death.

The silver needle is also placed close to the heart in advance.

Chen Bahuang and the others could only bow their heads to Ye Fan.

So they joined forces to capture Nangong Zhuang in Wenrou Township, and then rushed to Liu's house in a hurry.

Chen Bahuang and the others were worried that they would be late and the silver needle would pierce their heart and kill them.

"Nangong Zhuang?"

Ye Fan did not ask Chen Bahuang how to arrest the person.

He doesn't care about this either.

He wanted more to capture Nangong Zhuang and find out the truth about that night.

"You beat Zhang Youyou and put her up for auction. Your bullying of orphans and widowers is outrageous."

"You are dead here."

Ye Fan stepped forward and kicked the cage, making Nangong Zhuang, who was lying like a dead dog, open his eyes wide:

"It's just how you die that makes a big difference."

"You may die of torture, or you may die happily."

"Whatever method of death depends on your cooperation."

Ye Fan leaned down and looked at Nangong Zhuang, and asked someone to bring him a glass of ice water and pour it on his head to wake him up:

"Tell me, what role did you play that night when Liu Fugui was besieged?"
Chapter completed!