Ye Fan's fingers dissipated two points of strength, and he looked at Yang Manli who was coughing loudly and spoke.

"I don't care about revenge, but I have to consider Zi Qi."

"It's just too kind to let you go like this."

Ye Fan curled up into a sneer, then took out a silver needle and stabbed it into Yang Manli's head.

Yang Manli felt as if a hand rushed into her head, scattered the limbs and bones, and then penetrated into the bone marrow and even the heart.

But she had no power to resist at all.

After a moment, he pinched the silver needle on his head and shouted:

"rise!"

Yang Manli, who happened to be facing the mirror in the ward, could clearly see that all the veins on her cheeks were protruding, spreading across her entire facial features like weeds.

After a while, the veins all over her body appeared, densely packed, like tattoos, eerie and terrifying.

Yang Manli seems to have aged dozens of years all of a sudden.

Yang Manli could no longer suppress the fear in her heart and screamed tremblingly: "What is this..."

"This is a little restriction for you."

"These veins will appear like this every New Year's Eve, condense and shorten."

"If I don't resolve it, it will become more and more distorted, not only making you decades older, but also making you die of pain."

Following Ye Fan's words, Yang Manli's eyes were bloodshot and her hair was disheveled, like an evil ghost.

The veins suddenly became more obvious, as if they were breaking away from the skin and condensing into a ball, making her become a person without veins.

"ah!"

Yang Manli let out a shrill scream.

She only felt that her whole body was being cramped and skinned, and her internal organs, internal organs, bone marrow, and blood vessels were all torn apart.

It hurts, it hurts, it hurts so much.

Moreover, she looked too old and ugly in the mirror, and she wished that Mark would shoot her.

Ye Fan inserted several silver needles.

Yang Manli instantly returned to her original charming self.

The pain disappeared instantly.

Ye Fan looked at her and said indifferently: "From now on, you are my dog."

"Yes, Master."

When Yang Manli heard this, she knelt down suddenly.

She never wanted to experience the torture that was worse than death just now in her life.

And even though she had suffered so much humiliation, there was a hint of hope deep in her heart, as if she had always longed to be conquered by a strong man...

"Prepare the car and go to the cemetery."

Ye Fan turned around and left the ward without even looking at the woman:
Chapter completed!