Chapter 163 Torment
- He hurried to check Feng Hao’s condition. After the check, rage roared hotter in Felix Cohen’s chest, and the killing intent rolling off him turned savage.
- Those demons working for Wang Ziyang had even pumped Wang Ziyang’s body full of white powder.
- Felix Cohen whipped out his acupuncture needles. A handful flashed out, scattering like falling petals and landing across Feng Hao’s body.