Sonya did not believe him. She chuckled and looked at Darryl with interest. "Darryl, you're still pretty stubborn with your lips even though you're about to die. You look like you're taking this well. Let's see how long you can bear with it!"
Then, Sonya took a scaly thorn again and pierced them on Darryl's other acupoints.
Chuck! Chuck! Chuck!
Sonya had stabbed all the scaly thorns on Darryl's various acupoints in less than half a minute. At first, Darryl could grit his teeth and endure the pain. In the end, he yelled out loud in pain.
Darryl wanted to scream at Sonya, but he was already injured before that, and his internal energy had not recovered. Then, he was pricked and tortured by Sonya with those scaly thorns. He could not yell at her.
Sonya was a woman, but she was cruel and stabbed Darryl in his most painful acupoints.
'F*ck that evil woman!'
Darryl dripped with cold sweat, and every inch of his muscles twitched.
After she was done with the last scaly thorn, Sonya teased him. "Darryl, I'm giving you one last chance. Are you giving—"
Sonya frowned; she could finish her sentence. She grimaced, seemingly in pain. Then, she returned to the sofa and began to meditate. Her delicate body quivered slightly.
'Huh? What's going on?'
Darryl frowned as he studied Sonya closely.
Then, he chuckled inwardly.
The next second, Darryl saw the clue; a sneer appeared at the corners of his lips.
Sonya must have done a lot of evil things to suffer from such retribution.
Even though Sonya was powerful, her internal energy in the energy field was very unstable; there were even some signs of psychotic break.
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