Found 100 Million In My Rented Apartment: Chapter 662 Your way of extorting a confession, you learned from Nanny Rong, right?

This old Ning is worthy of being Gao Junming's number one killer, if he doesn't move, he will be dead, if he moves like the wind, he has already rushed to Ye Feng in the blink of an eye.

Ye Feng had been prepared for a long time, and his right leg was thrown backward like an iron whip, directly kicking his right hand holding the knife.

Lao Ning's reaction speed could not be described as unpleasant. Although his right hand was swung away, his left hand had already struck out, aiming at Ye Feng's temple.

The force of his punch was very strong, before the punch came, the wind of the punch had already made his face hurt.

Ye Feng smiled disdainfully, and was about to reach out to block.

But Lao Ning's attack was just a feint. At the same time, he was already holding a dagger in his right hand, and stabbed at Chen Xuan who was at the side.

His move was very abrupt and extremely fast, and Chen Xuan didn't know kung fu, so she didn't have time to react, she just stared blankly at the dagger getting closer and closer to her.

Ye Feng originally had a cat-and-mouse mentality in his heart, and planned to have a good time with this trendy new club's number one killer.

But seeing him suddenly resorting to such a despicable method, killing intent immediately surged in his heart.

The left hand stretched out like lightning, grabbed Chen Xuan's arm, and pulled it violently.

The dagger passed in front of her dangerously, and she could almost feel the contact between the blade and the fine hair on her face.

If she was a little slower, even if she didn't die, this face would also be disfigured. To her, that was worse than death.

Ye Feng was already furious. After saving Chen Xuan, he punched Lao Ning without stopping.

The corner of Lao Ning's mouth twitched into a sneer, without giving in at all, he also punched, wanting to confront the opponent head-on.

In his mind, Ye Feng is so young, even if he practiced martial arts since childhood, how much skill can he have?

And he has been practicing martial arts for decades, and his skill is profound, how can a young junior be able to match it?

But the moment his fist made contact with the opponent, he knew he had made a mistake, a fatal mistake.

Ye Feng's power was like a flood, coming in waves one after another.

"Boom!"

Lao Ning felt like a small boat in a stormy sea. When a huge wave hit him, the whole boat seemed to be falling apart.

He stepped back a few steps in a row, his throat became hot, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Before he could regain his strength, Ye Feng's attacks came one after another, each punch hitting his lungs.

When he was young, his lungs were seriously injured. Although he saved his life, the root cause of his illness has since fallen. During this period of time, taking that "poison" continuously made her condition worse.

Ye Feng obviously knew where his weakness was, so every punch landed on his sick spot.

"Cough cough cough..."

Every time Ye Feng punched, it would cause him to cough violently and vomit blood at the same time, completely powerless to fight back.

After more than a dozen punches in a row, Ye Feng didn't need to make any more moves. Lao Ning directly bent over like a shrimp and coughed violently. Every cough is accompanied by splashes of blood.

Ye Feng stood with his hands folded, staring at him coldly.

Lao Ning wiped the blood from his mouth, looked up at him bitterly, "I can't beat you, kill or cut as you like."

Ye Feng knelt down slowly in front of him, "What good will it do me to kill you? As long as you hand over Gao Junming's criminal evidence to me, I can spare you."

When Lao Ning heard this, he immediately showed a sneer, and with his **** mouth, he looked very ferocious.

"Mr. Gao's kindness to me is as great as a mountain. Don't say that I don't have his criminal evidence in my hand. Even if I have, I won't hand it over to you. You should give me a good time and treat it as the last thing I do for Mr. Gao. one thing."

Ye Feng couldn't help giving a thumbs up when he heard his harsh words.

"I really envy Gao Junming. You have such a loyal dog, and you are still thinking about him. But if you want me to fulfill the loyalty of your master and servant, then you are thinking too much. You are not afraid of death, are you? But There is something scarier than death in this world, do you want to try it?"

Lao Ning still dismissed his words, "Want to test my loyalty to Mr. Gao? Hehe, what methods do you have, just use them and see if I will betray him."

Be despised?

Ye Feng smiled faintly, immediately took out a pack of silver needles from his body, squeezed out one, and waved it in front of his eyes.

"Next, you will experience a very exciting experience, I hope you can persist for a longer time."

After finishing speaking, he directly pierced a silver needle into his Yintang point, then Baihui point, Xiaguan point, Tiantu point, Dazhui point...

In a few breaths, he had pierced thirty-six acupuncture points, and then stopped.

When Lao Ning saw his actions, he immediately laughed "haha", "This is your method of extorting a confession? Isn't it too childish? Your method of extorting a confession is learned from Nanny Rong, right? Hahahaha... "

He was just halfway through the smile when the smile suddenly froze on his face, as if someone had suddenly strangled his neck, and he could no longer make a sound.

Immediately afterwards, he felt that it was becoming more and more difficult to breathe, as if he had fallen into an endless vortex, his eyes began to fall into darkness, and his consciousness began to collapse little by little...

Is this what death feels like?

The beauty, pain, laughter, and tears that he had experienced in life flashed before him as if in a movie.

He thought that he had no nostalgia for this world, but he didn't realize until now that there were still many regrets that he hadn't made up for.

Unfortunately, there is no more chance...

When he thought he was going to die completely, it was as if he was suddenly lifted up from the water, and his breathing suddenly became smoother.

"Hoo hoo hoo..."

He was like a bellows, gasping for breath.

However, before he could fully catch his breath, it was as if a fire had been ignited inside his body, and it immediately became extremely hot.

Just when he thought he was going to be burned to ashes, he began to fall into the snow cave again, surrounded by bone-piercing cold, as if he was about to be frozen into an ice sculpture.

"Stop...stop! I...can't stand it..."

He hurriedly used all the strength in his body and shouted for help.