Chapter: 1748
�What organization do you belong to?�
�I��
Buuuk!
In an instant, Pyo-wol pushed the phantom dagger into the man�s thigh. The wound become even deeper and larger causing blood to gush out even more.�
Seeing Pyo-wol ruthlessly tearing at the wound without blinking an eye, Tae Musang and Geomyeon�s eyes widened in surprise.
They had prided themselves on their brutality and ferocity, having been raised from the bottom, but witnessing Pyo-wol�s actions right now made them realize how far off they were from him.
The man instantly turned pale and weakened, on the verge of fainting.
An ordinary man would have succumbed and died from losing this amount of blood. But, Pyo-wol made sure to inflict just the right amount of wounds to keep the man barely alive.
It didn�t take long for the man�s mind to become hazy from losing so much blood.
Pyo-wol asked again.
�Which faction do you belong to?�
�P� Phantom Fleet.�
The man answered without realizing it.
�Phantom Fleet?�
�Yes.�
�What is your position in the Phantom Fleet?�
�That�s� gah!�
The man, who had been answering smoothly, suddenly snapped out of it and widened his eyes. He realized he had a momentary loss of consciousness.
Realizing his mistake, the man immediately bit his tongue hard.
Snap!
Blood gushed out like a fountain from his severed tongue.
The man died instantly.
Pyo-wol stared at the man�s lifeless body in silence.
He found it a pity that the man regained his senses earlier. Had it been a little while later then Pyo-wol would have obtained more information.�
Pyo-wol�s gaze fell on Geomyeon and Tae Musang.
The two children both looked at him, unable to breathe.
After staring at them for a moment, Pyo-wol swung his hand.
Swish!
A faint sound of explosion erupted from their bodies. Pyo-wol used acupuncture on them from a distance away. The blood flowing from their bodies immediately stopped.
Only then did Geomyeon heave a sigh of relief. JrNovels.com
�I��
Buuuk!
In an instant, Pyo-wol pushed the phantom dagger into the man�s thigh. The wound become even deeper and larger causing blood to gush out even more.�
Seeing Pyo-wol ruthlessly tearing at the wound without blinking an eye, Tae Musang and Geomyeon�s eyes widened in surprise.
They had prided themselves on their brutality and ferocity, having been raised from the bottom, but witnessing Pyo-wol�s actions right now made them realize how far off they were from him.
The man instantly turned pale and weakened, on the verge of fainting.
An ordinary man would have succumbed and died from losing this amount of blood. But, Pyo-wol made sure to inflict just the right amount of wounds to keep the man barely alive.
It didn�t take long for the man�s mind to become hazy from losing so much blood.
Pyo-wol asked again.
�Which faction do you belong to?�
�P� Phantom Fleet.�
The man answered without realizing it.
�Phantom Fleet?�
�Yes.�
�What is your position in the Phantom Fleet?�
�That�s� gah!�
The man, who had been answering smoothly, suddenly snapped out of it and widened his eyes. He realized he had a momentary loss of consciousness.
Realizing his mistake, the man immediately bit his tongue hard.
Snap!
Blood gushed out like a fountain from his severed tongue.
The man died instantly.
Pyo-wol stared at the man�s lifeless body in silence.
He found it a pity that the man regained his senses earlier. Had it been a little while later then Pyo-wol would have obtained more information.�
Pyo-wol�s gaze fell on Geomyeon and Tae Musang.
The two children both looked at him, unable to breathe.
After staring at them for a moment, Pyo-wol swung his hand.
Swish!
A faint sound of explosion erupted from their bodies. Pyo-wol used acupuncture on them from a distance away. The blood flowing from their bodies immediately stopped.
Only then did Geomyeon heave a sigh of relief. JrNovels.com
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