"Soul-locking Needle."

“Made of special materials.”

"Punctured into the heart, the needle tip will spread like a lotus, and as the hands move, it will stir up the heart bit by bit..."

The Holy Prison grinned and said, slowly walking towards Jason.

During the years when he was fighting the dragon, this guy made a lot of strange things, all of which were used to torture confessions.

Some were learned from others, and some were studied by themselves.

Anyway, no matter which one is, it is very cruel and few people can resist it.

"Don't scare me. If you have the ability, come. I won't take your tricks!"

Listening to the words of the Holy Prison and looking at the grim smile on his face, Jason was obviously a little frightened, but his mouth was still quite hard, and he gritted his teeth and shouted at the Holy Prison.

"Ha, don't worry, the boss said he wanted to help you, then you will be dead today."

"I'm just responsible for making you die a little more rhythmic."

The Holy Prison had already walked to Jason, and while pulling the soul-locking needle in his hand, he turned his head to look at 6 Tianlong.

6 Tianlong nodded slightly and signaled that he could do it.

"start!"

The Holy Prison received the order and turned around, shouting in his mouth.

With a trembling wrist, the silver needle slowly pierced into Jason's heart. It was not so fast that it could make people see it very clearly.

"Come on, if you have the ability, kill me, don't think I..."

Jason gritted his teeth and stared at the Holy Prison, looking very manly and kind.

Then suddenly the sound was suffocated, and I felt like my chest was bitten by a mosquito, with a slight pain and a numb feeling.

He looked down and saw that the silver needle in the Holy Prison's hand had begun to slowly pierce into his chest.

The level of piercing the Holy Prison is still very slow, and it looks like the level of ordinary acupuncture, which makes people feel very real.

"Haha, this is your shitty soul-locking needle?"

"I don't feel anything at all. Don't be mysterious here. If you have the ability, give me some fun."

After Jason felt it carefully, it really didn't hurt much, but it felt a little numb and itchy.

I immediately thought that what the Holy Prison said just now was just bragging and scaring people, so a hint of arrogance flashed across his face and spoke loudly.

Basong, who was tied to the side, was also a little confused.

Didn’t this guy say that it would make Jason die with a very rhythmic feeling? No matter how you look at it, Jason doesn’t feel anything at all.

Could it be that 6 Tianlong and this guy named Holy Prison are really making a fool of themselves?

"Come on me if you have the ability."

"I'm not afraid of you either. Don't think that such means can make us surrender."

This guy was scared to incontinence just now, so he naturally felt particularly embarrassing. Now that Jason seems to have no pain, the kid quickly shouted.

You have to find some face anyway, right?

"Hey, don't worry, when I finish packing him, you will be next."

When Ba Song next to him was also shouting, the Holy Prison turned his head and smiled grimly.

"Don't pretend, if you have the ability, give me some ruthlessness!"

Jason sneered, straightening his back and looking at the Holy Prison in front of him.

"Don't worry, I forgot to introduce it to you just now."

The Holy Prison turned around and looked at him.

"My soul-locking needle really didn't feel anything at the beginning."

"Because, this soul-locking needle mainly needs to force the heart, so when it first enters your body, the less pain, the better."

"This will make your feeling clearer afterwards."

"Don't pretend to be a man with me now. When that kind of soul is about to be pulled out later, you will know if this is a sense of rhythm."

The Holy Prison explained patiently, and the silver needle in his hand was still slowly piercing into Jason's chest.

This scene is very interesting.

The Black Tower-like Holy Prison is now holding a small silver needle in his hand, just like a strong man embroidery, and the scene is a bit funny.

Jason still looked disdainful.

In his opinion, this holy prison is just nonsense and the feeling of soul being torn? I won’t...

"alright."

When Jason just thought of this, the Holy Prison suddenly spoke two words.

The silver needle stopped entering and now it was at the very edge of Jason's heart.

Then, before he could speak again, the Holy Prison's fingers flicked, and the opportunity above the silver needle was released.

I heard a clear sound, which came out of Jason's chest, as if it was a flower blooming in an instant.

"Ao..."

Jason was stunned at first, then suddenly made a miserable voice.

The loud voice even scared Basong, the accomplice next to him, turned his head and looked at him in disbelief.

"Call it, when the rhythm is coming, you will soon lose your strength."

"The feeling of pain that cannot be shouted out will make you unforgettable for life, no, it will make you regret coming to this world..."

The Holy Prison had a grim smile on his face.

There was a movement on my hands again.

He pinched the silver needle with his two fingers and began to twist it gently.

As he said before, a small lotus flower can bloom at the top of this silver needle.

At this time, as the fingers of the Holy Prison twisted, the silver needle was also turning quickly. Naturally, the small lotus on the top began to swallow Jason's heart bit by bit.

"Eight-leaf lotus, each leaf is like a sharp knife, cut into your heart."

"As soon as the eight leaves are combined, they become a miniature meat grinder, but what they are grinding is your heart."

The Holy Prison had a grim smile on his face.

The silver needle was still stuck in Jason's chest, and no abnormality was seen from the outside, and even a drop of blood was not flowing out.

But as he said, the eight-leaf lotus at the top of the silver needle is stirring Jason's heart bit by bit.

"Ao, ao, ao..."

Jason's entire face was twisted.

The blue veins on the forehead suddenly rose, like worms lying on it.

The pain from his chest spread throughout his entire body.

This pain is not the kind of pain that you get injured on weekdays, but it is more like eight small knifes cutting his heart one by one.

It's like a toothache, and it looks like it's thrusting.

But it is a hundred times more painful than the feeling of toothache, no, ten thousand times more painful!

"Brother, you have a genitals, and you actually laugh at my soul-locking needle?"

"But, don't worry."

The Holy Prison looked at Jason in front of him and trembled, trembling with rhythm, and was also shouting at the bottom, with a grin on his face.

"My soul-locking needle has an eight-leaf lotus blooming at the top, probably the size of an ant."

"According to my current level, it will take about four hours to truly reach the point of death."

"Yes, it's just four hours."

"The most powerful guy in my hand lasted for three and a half hours, and that was the real man."

"In the end, I buried him with my own hands."

"Jason, right? If you can last for three and a half hours, I will admit that you are a kind man, and you will also bury you with your own hands. You will toast you with a glass of wine during the holidays."

The Holy Prison kept moving, and looked at Jason in front of him with a grin.

Unfortunately, Jason probably didn't hear what he said now.

A series of miserable screams came out of his mouth, and the frequency of his whole body shaking became louder and louder.

The pain in the heart position is definitely incomparable to the pain of broken arms and broken legs.

All the pain sensations there can be clearly transmitted to the brain, and the pain is irrelevant and enlarged. This feeling is simply unimaginable.
To be continued...