Chapter 222, Imperial Court

Looking at the silver needle in Fang Mutian's hand, the killer sneered in his heart. He originally thought that Fang Mutian would use some harmful and poisonous tricks to deal with him, but he didn't expect that he wanted to prick himself with a silver needle. Do you think you can kill me with just a few silver needles?

Coming back from the dead?

The killer didn't take it seriously. He simply didn't believe that Fang Mutian could kill him with a silver needle. He thought that Fang Mutian was just scaring him. However, when Fang Mutian inserted the first silver needle into his body, he felt the pain in his body.

Strange.

It was numb and itchy, as if he was being scratched with a dog's tail grass, but he didn't pay attention. He looked at Fang Mutian and sneered, as if he was laughing at his naivety.

Fang Mutian was furious and sneered: "Don't be anxious, this is the beginning. You need to enjoy the meal slowly. It will make you want to die."

As soon as he finished speaking, Fang Mutian pierced the second silver needle in his hand. Immediately, the killer's pupils shrank, the muscles on his face continued to twitch, and a thin layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

When Fang Mutian's second silver needle was placed on his body, the killer felt as if his body was being bitten by thousands of ants, painful and itchy. That feeling was simply more uncomfortable than death.

Cold sweat broke out on the killer's forehead. He clenched his teeth and stared at Fang Mutian with endless killing intent and a trace of fear in his eyes. He did not give in again and remained silent.

This time, he held back.

Fang Mutian looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction, took the last silver needle, and said lightly: "Very good, your willpower is very good, but I hope you can continue to persevere."

"I won't let you down." The killer said a few words through his teeth, his voice cold and without any emotion.

Fang Mutian nodded and said, "That's good."

After saying that, Fang Mutian sealed the killer's mute point, fearing that he wouldn't be able to bear it, so he screamed out, then pierced the last silver needle in his hand, and finally stood aside, quietly admiring his own

masterpiece.

The killer's body suddenly began to tremble violently, his hands clenched into fists, the veins on his forehead were clearly visible, his face was ferocious, and his teeth were biting his lips tightly. Even if his lips were bitten by him, he did not feel any pain at all.

He swore that this was torture that he had never imagined in his life. It was as if there were billions of ants in his body, biting his body like locusts passing by, eager to eat up all his flesh, blood, essence and blood.

He could still bear this kind of torture, but now, it was countless times more terrifying than before. It instantly broke through his endurance limit, making him feel more uncomfortable than being fried in a frying pan, and more painful than having his anus exploded.

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The killer clenched his hands with too much force, causing his nails to pierce his palms. However, the stinging pain on his hands not only did not make him feel uncomfortable, but instead made him discover that this stinging could actually stimulate his nerves and make him

Distract yourself and relieve the endless torture in your body.

After discovering this big 'benefits', the killer started to harm himself non-stop, hitting his forehead on the hard concrete floor, and kept attacking his body with both fists, as if he was not attacking himself, but someone.

Just like the enemy he has a deep hatred for.

Seeing this, Fang Mutian frowned, walked up, took out another silver needle, and blocked the killer's ability to move. Don't you want to use self-mutilation to relieve physical pain? I'll block your ability to move.

Let me see what else you can do.

The killer was lying on the ground, his body in great pain, shaking constantly, with a ferocious face and eyes like a pair of dead fish eyes. Fang Mutian not only blocked his ability to move, but also blocked his ability to speak.

Now let alone move, I can't even speak.

At this moment, the killer finally knew what life was worse than death. It turned out that this was what life was like. He also knew that Fang Mutian was not what he thought. He was not trying to scare him, but that he really had the ability to make himself alive.

Better to die.

The physical and psychological torture brought him great torture. He was tortured to the point of death, unable to move or speak. The killer wanted to die, but he didn't even have the ability to die at the moment.

His heart could no longer bear this kind of endless torture. The killer wanted to beg for mercy, but he couldn't speak. He stared at Fang Mutian tightly. At this moment, he gave in. This kind of torture that is fatal but makes you unable to die, even if it is

Even a person who is beaten by iron cannot bear it, and it is impossible not to give in.

A smile appeared on Fang Mutian's face. The killer's physical fitness was much better than Cai Wen's. The technique he used on the killer today to extract a confession was much better than what he used on Cai Wen.

"Can't you bear it? If you can't bear it, just blink your eyes." Fang Mutian said with a smile.

When the killer heard this, he blinked quickly, fearing that Fang Mutian might not see clearly, so he blinked once, twice, several times.

Seeing this, Fang Mutian pulled out the third silver needle, then untied the killer's mute point, and said with a smile: "I didn't let you down, but you let me down."

The killer didn't speak, breathing heavily. His clothes were already wet with sweat. His face was pale, as if he was exhausted. He stared at Fang Mutian, his heart filled with hatred and chill.

This is a devil, a terrifying devil!

The killer wanted to say, I didn't want to disappoint you, but your methods were so cruel that I had to disappoint you.

"Okay, let's stop chatting and get to the point." Fang Mutian glanced at the killer and asked, "Tell me, who invited you here?"

"I don't know." The killer said coldly.

"Don't know?" Fang Mutian was stunned and sneered: "It seems that you haven't had enough of the taste just now. In that case, try it again until you know it."

The killer was so anxious that even if he killed him, he didn't want to experience that kind of horrific torture again. He quickly said: "I really don't know. I just accepted the task from the organization and I don't know who the employer is."

Fang Mutian nodded. He also had some knowledge in this area. There are some special killer stations online. As long as you provide enough money, you can hire a killer to help you kill your enemies.

Of course, the employer's information will be kept strictly confidential and cannot be leaked. The killers are only responsible for killing people and getting paid, and will not know the employer's information. Therefore, this young killer did not lie. He did not

Know who the employer is.

"Are you the killer of that organization?" Fang Mutian asked.

"Imperial Court!" the killer said proudly.

"Imperial Court? What kind of organization is this? And tell me, what are the famous killer organizations in the killer world?" Fang Mutian asked curiously.

The killer looked at Fang Mutian in astonishment and said, "You don't know about the Imperial Court?"

"Don't you know it's embarrassing? Why are you talking so much nonsense? Answer me quickly, or I will give you extra food." Fang Mutian glared.

The muscles on the killer's face twitched and he said: "There are many killer organizations in the killer world. There are only three most famous ones, namely the Royal Court, the Blood Rose, and the Cobra. The Royal Court is the most powerful killer organization, and is beyond the reach of other organizations.

Comparable."

"Tell me carefully." Fang Mutian said.

The killer glanced at Fang Mutian and said: "Huangting is a killer organization established more than 20 years ago. Although it was established not long ago and looks very young, it has developed rapidly with lightning speed.

It soon became the overlord of the killer world, and no one, no one or any country dared to look down upon it."

"In the Imperial Court, there are many powerful people. According to the strength of these members, the Imperial Court is divided into three rankings, namely the Divine Ranking, the Heavenly Ranking and the Earthly Ranking. Not to mention those on the Divine Ranking, there are those in the Heavenly Ranking.

His character is unmatched by other killer organizations, which has also prevented other killer organizations from shaking the dominance of the Imperial Court."

Hearing this, Fang Mutian was very curious about this imperial court and asked again: "Which ranking are you on? And what kind of strength is needed to enter these three rankings?"

The killer said awkwardly: "I am from the Earth Ranking. Anyone whose cultivation is below the advanced elementary level is a member of the Earth Ranking. Those who have a high level of cultivation are members of the Heaven Ranking. Those who have surpassed the advanced level and reached the level of Heaven Ranking."

The legendary holy level is a member of the divine list."

When the killer talked about the God List, his face was full of yearning. Being promoted to a member of the God List means that his strength has reached the Holy Level. This is definitely a terrifying existence that no one desires.

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Fang Mutian's heart was filled with shock. He didn't expect that the Imperial Court was just a killer organization, but its strength could be so terrifying. At the Saint level, he didn't expect that there were Saint-level strongmen in the Imperial Court. There was no doubt that at the Saint level,

It is the most pinnacle existence in this world.

Suppressing the shock in his heart, Fang Mutian asked: "How many people are on the God List?"

The killer said with admiration: "Two, only two."

Fang Mutian breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out that there were only two, but there were already two. He asked, "What are their names?"

The killer said: "Emperor! Divine General!"

"The emperor is the founder of the imperial court, and the divine general is the emperor's brother and the emperor's steward."

Emperor? This emperor must be an extremely domineering figure. Even his name is so arrogant. However, he has the capital to be arrogant. He is at the holy level. I don’t know when he will reach it.

However, as long as you work hard to complete the mission, you will be able to reach the emperor level, let alone the saint level.

Fang Mutian nodded and asked, "Are there many people on the Tianbang list?"

The killer shook his head and said: "Not many, only about twenty."

Fang Mutian twitched the corner of his mouth. There were not many more than twenty. They were high-level warriors, not cabbages. With such strength, as long as you don't be too arrogant in this world, you can basically go sideways.

"What about you, what's your name? Also, I think your moves should be our Chinese martial arts, right?" Fang Mutian asked.

The killer said: "My name is Hua Hao. You read that right. I use Chinese Kung Fu because I am a disciple of the Huashan Sect."

"What? Are you a disciple of the Huashan Sect? Then why did you join the killer organization?" Fang Mutian said in shock. He didn't expect that this guy was actually a disciple of the Huashan Sect. He was a little excited because he finally allowed himself to meet someone from the hidden sect.
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