God-Level All-rounder Expert

Chapter 221: Chapter 222: Lost

In the car, Fang Yuying inadvertently glanced through the window and saw the silver needle in Fang Yi’s hand. On her beautiful and charming face, a hint of surprise appeared as she murmured to herself, "The Thirteen Yin Needles?!"

Fang Yuying controlled her emotions well, feeling surprised, but quickly coming to her senses with a flirtatious smile on her lips.

Indeed, it was not surprising that her brother Fang Yi knew the Thirteen Yin Needles technique, even though only the old man could use it, and it was his signature secret technique. Apart from him, no one else could use it, but it was perfectly normal for little Fang Yi to do so.

He was very clever, well-suited to her tastes, and the brother she deeply adored. Even though he had been so naive and ignorant as a child, it didn’t mean he wasn’t intelligent.

"Sister, hug hug." The image of little Fang Yi with his arms wide open came to her mind, his adorable and innocent look was something Fang Yuying believed she would never forget in her life.

Although she was somewhat annoyed with the younger Fang Yi for not being more spirited, and how everyone in the family could bully him, wasn’t that the quality she adored in her brother? He was the only one who could make her worry so much.

The last time she hugged little Fang Yi was the final embrace between Fang Yuying and him.

On that rainy night, when the rain poured down, little Fang Yi disappeared from home, and Fang Yuying couldn’t erase it from her memory.

Without realizing it, Fang Yuying’s thoughts drifted off, and Bai Jingjing, sitting next to her, saw the woman lost in thought. She was very curious, what could be on the mind of this woman called Fang Yuying, this man’s sister, to make her so engrossed?

"Damn, that was exhausting." After inserting the last silver needle and then taking it back, Fang Yi wiped the sweat from his face.

At this moment, Yang Dingfeng, leaning against the car body, had a distorted face, but from his wide-open eyes, it was apparent that he had not yet passed out from the pain.

The Thirteen Yin Needles were the old man’s signature secret technique that he had taught Fang Yi, who could now only use the first few needles.

This technique was not only for healing but also for killing, especially for torturing. The Thirteen Yin Needles were definitely the most useful, even more so than other excruciating techniques like Burning Fire Mountain or Heart-Piercing Chill.

After taking a sigh of relief, Fang Yi lit another cigarette, and at that moment, the blood-covered Yang Dingfeng managed to speak with difficulty, "You... what have you... done to me?!"

you, Alliance Hierarch Yang. I’m giving you half a month to think about it. As long as you are willing to pledge allegiance to me, you won’t have to die. But

a trace, the Thirteen Yin Needles may not kill in one hit but can certainly bring the

you’re going to die, when you’re going to die, and being

never... let you off!" Yang Dingfeng’s voice was hoarse, his face full of anger but

and the vanquished are bandits. You should

pay any more attention to Yang Dingfeng, but the life and death of Dingfeng were now in Fang Yi’s hands, to do with

could no longer just watch and joined the fight. The Human Level Fourth Stage racer was knocked to

Wei’s eyes were filled with shock as he thought to himself, "This

at Fang Yi with both fear and anger in his eyes, but his confidence had been shattered by Fang Yi’s

Meng Wei, then turned to open the car door and stepped into

the seat, saying, "Tell

"Yes."

though it was the old man’s secret technique, there was

Fang Yuying only responded with an

intimate gesture between the two left Bai

be that they

possibility that made her too scared to continue her train

thinking about?" Fang Yi asked with a smile, after

nothing." Bai Jingjing

But I know what you’re thinking about," Fang Yuying said with a mischievous smile, leaning in

Fang Yuying whispered, "Jingjing,

exclaimed in surprise,

class is like diving into the deep sea, the gaze of the

fell silent, seemingly affected, a sad tint to her