The pain seemed irrelevant now. The man leading the group had only fear in his eyes. After so many years, it was the first time he felt so desperate and powerless against an enemy.
As an elite among Qian Muyang's direct subordinates, he was an elite personally trained by Qian Muyang. In his eyes, he was simply a knife in Qian Muyang's hand, living as a person of Dragon Patrol Island, dying as a ghost of Dragon Patrol Island. He would never reveal anything about Dragon Patrol Island.
Unfortunately, today, this belief seemed likely to collapse entirely.
Worse than death is being unable to live, unable to die.
He wanted to keep Dragon Patrol Island's secret, to let this bastard never know who wanted him dead. However, unable to die and escape, he knew he was doomed today.
"Kill me." The man looked at Yang Fan, with an unyielding stubbornness in his eyes.
