Chapter 558
Reincarnation: I Have Always Been Rich
Chen Mengâer had expected it. Dr. Linâs assistant was really a death warrior sent by the other party.
When Skinny interrogated the assistant and was about to use torture to pry open his mouth, he actually was going to break the poison tabs hidden in the gaps between his teeth. Fortunately, Chen Mengâer had told Skinny to be careful.
Just as the assistant was about to break the poison tabs hidden in the gaps between his teeth, Skinny noticed it. Skinny grabbed the assistantâs chin and did not let him swallow the poison. âYou want to die? Then you have to ask me if Iâm willing to kill you,â Skinny said fiercely while pinching the assistantâs chin.
When the assistant saw that he couldnât commit suicide, the light in his eyes dimmed. The assistant closed his dark eyes, prepared to fight to the end, but he didnât speak.
âWhat? You donât want to say anything? Fine, I want to see how long you can last. Come, bring me all the torture instruments. I want to give him a taste of what weâre made of.â Skinny was full of anger.
Skinny was very busy. He tortured the death warrior immensely, and many of the torture instruments that were about to rust were used by Skinny. If anyone walked past the small room, they would hear the screams that were comparable to the wails banshees. However, the death warrior kept his mouth shut and didnât speak at all.
âHall Master Skinny, what should we do? I donât think he is going to speak.â A small man, who was the one who handed the instruments of torture to Skinny, whispered into Skinnyâs ear as he saw the instruments of torture on the ground being picked up one by one.
Skinnyâs anger finally subsided when he saw the death warrior being tortured until he was only half alive. In fact, when he knew that he was a death warrior, Skinny already knew that torture was useless. If a death warrior was so weak, he couldnât be called a death warrior. Therefore, Skinny was already prepared. âIf he doesnât speak, I have a way to make him speak.â As he spoke, Skinny bared his teeth and revealed a sinister smile. âBring me the thing that I told you to get from Little Miss.â
âOkay, Hall Master Skinny, here.â Another man with a deep scar on his face carefully took out a small porcelain bottle from his pocket. It was as if he was holding a fragile treasure.
The death warrior, who was lying on the ground with only half of his life left, had a trace of fear in his eyes when he saw the porcelain bottle in Skinnyâs hand. When they were training, their coach showed them this small porcelain bottle. He also reminded them that this small porcelain bottle was unique to the Little Miss of the Green Gang, and the thing inside it was poison that they couldnât dodge in time.
The death warrior didnât know what medicine was in the small porcelain bottle in Skinnyâs hand, but no matter what kind of medicine it was, his body couldnât help but shiver.
Skinny saw the reaction of the death warrior. Skinny smiled and walked to the death warrior lying on the ground. He half-squatted down and looked down at the death warrior, âWhat? Are you afraid now? Are you going to give us an explanation? But itâs too late for you to speak now. Besides, I might not believe what you say. So, itâs better to use our Little Missâs pills.ân/o/vel/b//in dot c//om