"You dare, half of these people are mine," he said, "if you kill me, they'll torture you, your delicate skin..."
Bai Zhi plunged the needle in without hesitation. He felt immense pain throughout his body, as if countless ants were crawling inside him.
"Keep your mouth clean," she warned, "or I won't know where the next needle will land."
Bai Zhi's icy voice resonated above his head. The man dared not speak further—who could have imagined that such a child could take such extreme measures?
Just then, the muscular women arrived.
"Boss..."
Their gazes turned to the man being held hostage. Although they were calling out, they did not seem genuinely concerned—at least, Bai Zhi did not sense any real care.
"Step back, this girl is insane."
He could feel the needle just a millimeter away from his head. A slight move, and it would plunge in again.
"Boss, what's wrong? Don't worry, if she dares to hurt you, we'll definitely avenge you."
