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Song Fangfang felt much better after vomiting for a while. She turned to look at Chen Haoxuan and saw a pile of items in front of him, including a scalpel and silver needles. She was curious about why Chen Haoxuan had taken these things out. She asked him, "Haoxuan, what are you doing?"
Chen Haoxuan glanced back at Song Fangfang, then squatted down to grab two cotton balls and walked over to her. He said, "Put these cotton balls in your ears, then turn your back to me. You can't turn around without my permission. Of course, if you aren't afraid of blood, you can watch."
Having been frightened pale by the sound of the bomb during the press conference and later terrified by the speed of Chen Haoxuan's motorcycle ride, she felt even more frightened now that he was preparing to use surgical tools on someone. Her face turned even paler, and she trembled slightly. Following Chen Haoxuan's instructions, she quickly stuffed the cotton into her ears, turned around, and covered her ears with her hands.
Chen Haoxuan turned and approached the assassin, coldly saying, "I know you have poison hidden in your mouth. If I pull the cloth out of your mouth, you'll bite down and poison yourself. I want to tell you that I am not just a master; I am also a doctor. There is no poison in this world that I cannot cure. So whether you choose to poison yourself or bite your tongue to die, without my permission, you will not die.
The reason I took these things out first is to prepare myself and remind you not to provoke me. Otherwise, I will use my medical skills to make your life worse than death. Just imagine—when I start cutting pieces of flesh from your body while you can only feel pain but cannot faint or die—that's what it would feel like! I think you might want to experience that. Your eyes tell me that you wish you could kill me? Fine! I have some homemade itching powder on me; if this powder gets on your skin, it will itch unbearably, especially if it gets into a wound. I know many things; if you don’t want me to use them on you, just honestly tell me who sent you to assassinate Song Fangfang and why."
After finishing his speech, Chen Haoxuan reached out and pulled the cloth from the assassin's mouth. The assassin hesitated for a moment before biting down hard, causing black liquid to ooze from the corner of his mouth.
Chen Haoxuan smiled slightly as he squatted down and took out a bottle of green liquid from his coat. He opened the cap and firmly grasped the assassin's chin, forcing him to open his mouth. Chen Haoxuan poured half the bottle of green liquid into the assassin's mouth before releasing his chin. He then quickly patted the assassin's chest, prompting him to involuntarily swallow the green liquid.
"This green liquid can neutralize all poisons. Although the poison you just ingested can kill quickly, it is also easy to treat as long as you're not dead yet. Do you feel comfortable in your body now? If so, that means the poison has been neutralized. If you don't cooperate with me, there's no need for me to pretend to be nice anymore. Just bear with it; I might accidentally kill you, and then you won't have to suffer anymore," Chen Haoxuan said as he paused again.
He picked up a sharp scalpel and lightly grazed it across the assassin's arm, causing a significant amount of blood to flow.
"Will you talk?" Chen Haoxuan asked coldly.
The assassin remained defiant and refused to speak.
Chen Haoxuan stopped talking as well; he shoved a piece of ginseng into the assassin's mouth. Ginseng is very nourishing; after consuming it, he would feel invigorated and wouldn't faint even if he was in pain. The assassin understood this and immediately opened his mouth in an attempt to bite his tongue off.
Upon seeing this, Chen Haoxuan spoke, "It won't help if you bite your tongue and die. As long as I'm here, even if you lose your lower half, you won't die. You've probably heard of people who survived after having their tongues cut out, right? There have been methods to treat a severed tongue since ancient times, not to mention now. So go ahead and bite if you want; I won't stop you, but I will save you."
The assassin began to believe Chen Haoxuan's words. He dared not bite down anymore; all he hoped for was that Chen Haoxuan would give him a quick end.
Chen Haoxuan used a scalpel to slice off a piece of flesh from the assassin's arm and then grabbed his chin, forcing him to eat it. As soon as Chen Haoxuan let go, the assassin immediately began to vomit. Eating his own flesh was something he could never have imagined doing.
"Will you talk or not?" Chen Haoxuan asked again.
"Please, just kill me!" The assassin knew that in his organization, anyone who betrayed them would be tortured to death in a cruel manner. He had once tortured a traitor to death himself, and just thinking about that scene made his body tremble uncontrollably.
"If you want to die, fine. But tell me—why did you target Song Fangfang?" Chen Haoxuan questioned.
"Just kill me! Stop forcing me! No matter how much you pressure me, I won't say anything," the assassin gritted his teeth.
"I don't believe that," Chen Haoxuan said as he took a bottle of salt and sprinkled some on the wound on the assassin's arm. The assassin immediately broke out in a cold sweat from the pain.
Chen Haoxuan continued to make several more cuts—on his thigh and hand—first sprinkling salt and then itching powder. The assassin was tormented to the brink of death. Chen Haoxuan inserted several silver needles into the assassin's head; for the moment, he felt no pain in his body. Just moments ago he was in agony, and now the pain had suddenly vanished, making him feel as if he had flown from hell to heaven.
"Will you talk or not? If you don't say anything soon, I'll stick a bamboo tube in your mouth and connect it to another bamboo stick, then sprinkle some honey on it. Ants will slowly crawl up the bamboo into your mouth and then into your stomach. Just imagine how terrifying that would be," Chen Haoxuan warned.
"I'll talk... I'll talk..." The assassin finally broke down. He realized he was definitely going to die, but it depended on how he would die. All he wanted now was to tell Chen Haoxuan what he wanted to know so that he could die without feeling any pain.
"Then hurry up and say it," Chen Haoxuan coldly urged.
"The Dragon Young Master sent us to assassinate Song Fangfang. I heard that the Dragon Young Master is also a fan of Song Fangfang. At one gathering, he invited her out, but she completely ignored him. The Dragon Young Master held a grudge and sent us to kill Song Fangfang, wanting to ruin her reputation," the assassin said honestly.
"What is the relationship between Black Rose and the Dragon Young Master?" Chen Haoxuan asked.
"Black Rose is the Dragon Young Master's sister. Our entire organization is basically managed by Black Rose alone, while the Dragon Young Master is just a playboy who spends all his time chasing women."
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