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Chapter 231 - 231 231 Desperate to Live Unable to Die

231: Chapter 231 Desperate to Live, Unable to Die 231: Chapter 231 Desperate to Live, Unable to Die “You guys prepare dinner, I’ll go check on Zheng Zhonghe.

These past few days, he must have come to his senses!”

Bai Xiaofan instructed the women, then stood up on his own, swaying as he made his way toward a nearby room.

“Brother-in-law, I’ll go with you!”

Upon hearing the task of staying behind to cook, Murong Wan decisively got up and followed Bai Xiaofan, helping him as they left together.

“You little girl, if you don’t want to cook, just say it!”

Bai Xiaofan looked at Murong Wan by his side and lightly pinched her nose.

“Brother-in-law, you spoil me so much, how could you bear to let me cook!”

Murong Wan coquettishly looked at Bai Xiaofan, her beautiful eyes twinkling with craftiness.

Murong Wan, that girl, had really grown familiar with Bai Xiaofan, and her words and actions were becoming increasingly unrestrained.

They pushed open the door and entered the room, facing Zheng Zhonghe, who was tied to a chair, and slowly took a seat opposite him.

“Bai Xiaofan, if you have the guts, just kill me.

Otherwise, sooner or later I will kill you, and all these women by your side, I’ll send them to Africa!”

Upon seeing Bai Xiaofan enter, Zheng Zhonghe shouted loudly at him, his eyes bloodshot as he glared at Bai Xiaofan like a mad dog.

“I ask you questions, you answer them, understand?”

Bai Xiaofan ignored Zheng Zhonghe’s shouting and spoke softly.

“Understand your mother!”

Zheng Zhonghe cursed loudly, it was impossible for him to cooperate with Bai Xiaofan.

“Locked up for so long and still so irritable!”

Bai Xiaofan shook his head, walked in front of Zheng Zhonghe, pinched his fingers, and a silver needle appeared, which he then swiftly inserted into a spot below Zheng Zhonghe’s neck.

“Ah…

itchy…

it’s so itchy!

Bai Xiaofan, what did you do to me?

If you’ve got the guts, just kill me!”

As soon as the silver needle was inserted, Zheng Zhonghe couldn’t help but shout loudly, his body thrashing around as if there were millions of ants crawling on him, his expression one of extreme pain.

“Understood yet?”

Bai Xiaofan ignored the other’s shouting and quietly asked.

“Damn…

your mother!”

Zheng Zhonghe spewed curses, his eyes red with rage, wishing he could devour Bai Xiaofan alive.

With so many people from his Zheng family already killed by Bai Xiaofan, and a fortune of a hundred billion gone without a trace, even in death, he wouldn’t answer any of Bai Xiaofan’s questions.

Bai Xiaofan wasn’t angry, and simply inserted another silver needle into Zheng Zhonghe.

With the insertion of this silver needle, Zheng Zhonghe’s entire body started to tremble.

Cold…

incomparably cold!

As if he were completely undressed in the midst of the Arctic ice.

Zheng Zhonghe even suspected that the blood in his body seemed to be frozen solid, unable to circulate at all.

And with the cold, that piercing itchiness became even more intense.

“You…

you just…

kill me, I will not…

answer your questions!”

When Zheng Zhonghe spoke, his teeth constantly chattered, and his whole body shivered uncontrollably.

Bai Xiaofan chuckled with a touch of mockery, and inserted another silver needle.

“Hot…

so hot…

cold…

I’m freezing to death…

itchy…”

With the third silver needle’s insertion, Zheng Zhonghe felt alternating bouts of hot and cold, accompanied by an incessant, unbearable itchiness.

“Wan’er, do you think someone who is constantly in a state of alternating hot and cold, with an itchiness like countless bugs burrowing into the heart, feels nice?”

Bai Xiaofan returned to his seat and smiled at Murong Wan, whose beautiful eyes betrayed fear.

“If one day I were tortured like this, I’d prefer to die!”

Murong Wan clung tightly to Bai Xiaofan’s arm with both hands, afraid, and dared not look at Zheng Zhonghe in his current state.

The previously loud and abusive Zheng Zhonghe had now vanished, shaking with a face that turned red and white in turns, appearing as though he was on the verge of death.

Even without experiencing it firsthand, Murong Wan could imagine just how much Zheng Zhonghe was suffering.

“Ah, dying isn’t so easy; as long as I disagree, even King Yanluo wouldn’t dare snatch a person’s life from my hands!”

Bai Xiaofan sighed, gently taking Murong Wan’s hand in his.

The girl, out of fear, made no attempt to resist.

Not to mention, aside from being a stage lower than Murong Yue, Murong Wan really was incredibly similar in all other aspects.

“Bai Xiaofan, kill me, please, kill me!”

Zheng Zhonghe was pleading with Bai Xiaofan, begging him to end his life.

However, Bai Xiaofan completely ignored Zheng Zhonghe’s pleas, watching him quietly, unmoved.

“Kill me, and I’ll answer whatever you ask, anything!”

By now, Zheng Zhonghe didn’t even have much energy left to speak.

Seeing that Bai Xiaofan wasn’t paying him any attention, he continued to plead.

“Understood now?”

Bai Xiaofan asked lightly.

“Understood, I’ve understood!”

Zheng Zhonghe nodded again and again, no longer wanting to experience the feeling of being neither able to live nor die; he truly preferred death.

“How were you able to create so many Qi Cultivation experts, even Foundation Establishment experts?

How did you do it?” Bai Xiaofan took out a cigarette from his chest pocket and asked after letting Murong Wan light it for him.

“It was the witch doctor, he gave them to me.

He found me and said he could help our Zheng family become the number one family in the Jiang Province.

So, he gave me some potion, claiming that a single drop injected into someone would grant them the strength of the Qi Cultivation Stage or the Foundation Establishment Stage, depending on the individual’s body constitution!”

Without any hesitation, Zheng Zhonghe hastily answered Bai Xiaofan’s question, fearing that a slow response might provoke further torture.