Urban Divine Doctor Descends the Mountain
Chapter 805 Crocodile’s Tears

Chapter 805: Chapter 805 Crocodile’s Tears

"Kill you? It’s not that simple,"

Lin Dong continued to torture Wu Hao.

He had planted an Asura Needle inside Wu Hao’s body!

This Asura Needle could be controlled by Lin Dong through mere thought.

The Asura Needle could cause three hundred and sixty-five kinds of pain.

Among these pains were the agony of a thousand arrows piercing the heart, the anguish of a venomous snake gnawing at the heart, the torment of ants gnawing at the bone marrow, the excruciating pain of a gallbladder attack, the suffering of a bone tumor patient...

Any one of these three hundred and sixty-five pains was unbearable for an ordinary person.

Yet at the moment, these pains were taking turns afflicting Wu Hao.

"Ah... Ah, kill me, kill me, please, kill me."

"Master Lin, please kill me!"

It was too painful.

Unbearably painful.

Pain so intense Wu Hao only wished for immediate death.

He didn’t even want to speak of revenge anymore.

Having witnessed this, Chen Xiaoli couldn’t help shaking all over.

"Demon, Lin Dong, you are a demon!" she muttered.

Wu Yong, kneeling there, shouted, "Master Lin, you’ll die a horrible death, our Wu family ancestors will never let you go!"

"Ah..." In that moment, Wu Hao let out a blood-curdling scream.

He could take no more.

A Peak level Energy Conversion Master had actually died in agonizing pain.

After his death, Lin Dong said coldly, "That was too easy for you."

He then turned his gaze to Wu Yong.

"Next, it’s your turn!"

After saying that, he sent out an Asura Needle, planting it inside Wu Yong’s body.

"Ah..." Wu Yong too let out a wretched scream.

He finally understood the pain his son had endured.

He finally realized why his son was so eager to die.

Because it was truly too painful.

The previously defiant Wu Yong was now kneeling on the ground, begging for mercy.

"Ah, it’s so painful, it’s too painful, Master Lin, please spare me."

"Please let me go, I’ll be your dog from now on."

"Let me do whatever you want, I’ll be your ox and horse, please, spare me, spare me."

Lin Dong sneered, "It seems there was a reason why Sister Qincheng’s mother didn’t think highly of you back then."

"Although you seem more powerful than Uncle Liu now, that’s merely because you have enjoyed the resources that your ancestors struggled to provide."

"Without the backing of a Martial World Family, you wouldn’t even come close to Uncle Liu’s shadow."

"You are far inferior to Uncle Liu!!!"

After saying this, Lin Dong no longer had the interest to continue torturing him.

He found it tasteless.

He reached out with his right hand, grabbing towards Wu Yong’s head.

"Don’t, don’t kill me. Ah..." Wu Yong still wanted to live.

However, Lin Dong was clearly not going to spare his life.

Lin Dong slapped his hand atop Wu Yong’s head, then used the ’Devouring Technique’ to suck out all of his Internal Qi and Blood Essence.

"Ah..." Wu Yong screamed as the Internal Qi rapidly drained from his body.

After the Internal Qi was sucked out, the Blood Essence was also converted into Internal Qi and sucked dry.

Wu Yong instantly turned into a withered mummy.

Lin Dong then stimulated his Golden Pill, causing his Internal Qi to transform and emit a purple flame.

That purple flame incinerated Wu Yong’s mummified body to ashes in a flash.

A Half-Step Earth Realm martial artist seemed like an Earth Chicken Clay Dog in front of Lin Dong, utterly insignificant.

After killing Wu Hao and Wu Yong, father and son, Lin Dong began to clean up the battlefield.

He discovered, to his surprise, a Millennium Sea Ginseng fit for a Semi Medicine King.

This was an unexpected gain; Lin Dong collected it immediately.

After pocketing it, Lin Dong turned his attention to Chen Xiaoli.

"Chen Xiaoli, you betrayed Sister Qincheng, you deserve to die!"

"Ah..." Upon hearing Lin Dong’s words, Chen Xiaoli collapsed to the ground in fright.

And from between her legs, a yellow liquid flowed out.

She was so scared she wet herself!

The way Lin Dong had killed Wu Hao and Wu Yong had horrified Chen Xiaoli; the Lin Dong she saw now was no longer the quiet boyfriend of her best friend.

He was a demon!

A demon from the Nine Gates of Hell!

"No, don’t kill me, I don’t want to die, I don’t want to die," she realized, and then quickly knelt down, kowtowing to Lin Dong, "bang bang bang."

"Lin Dong, I was wrong, I truly was."

"Please don’t kill me."

"I am Qincheng’s close friend; you can’t kill me."

"You still have the nerve to say you’re Sister Qincheng’s close friend?" Lin Dong said furiously, "You heartless, unscrupulous woman!"

"Sister Qincheng, in these days alone, has given you gifts worth over a hundred thousand."

"Moreover, she promised you, if you were willing to quit your job and work with her, you could become the Vice CEO of Qingcheng International."

"Seeing that you didn’t want to quit, she even bought you a Tang Chen first-grade house specially, planning to surprise you with it when she left Demon City."

"She treated you with such open-hearted generosity, seeing you as her best friend, and what did you do? You repaid kindness with betrayal and were ready to send her to hell!"

"And you still have the face to call yourself her close friend!!?"

"What?" Chen Xiaoli was stunned, "That house... was it meant to be a gift for me? Wasn’t it you who bought it for her?"

"Do I need to lie to you? Besides, the Vice CEO of Qingcheng International is worth far more than that house."

"Qingcheng International?" Chen Xiaoli recognized the name; it sounded familiar.

Suddenly, she shouted, "Could it be, could it be that Qingcheng International is that rising cosmetics empire in Jiangnan Province?"

"The one valued at up to one hundred billion, Qingcheng International?"

"Exactly," Lin Dong nodded, "Sister Qincheng is the CEO of Qingcheng International!"

"What?" Chen Xiaoli was deeply shocked.

What had she missed out on?

What had she done wrong?

At this moment, as she looked at Li Qingcheng again, her eyes filled with remorse.

She cried tears of anguish, murmuring:

"Qincheng, I’m sorry, I’m so sorry."