1089. Making him unable to live, unable to die
"Young Master Muh, don't be nervous. I won't play any Russian roulette luck games with you!"
Ali laughed and said, "That's no fun at all! Today, let's play something new."
"There's only one bullet in the pistol. I'll shoot it into your body. Then dig it out, and shoot it back in, over and over... Let's see how many shots the great Muh Ziyang can endure?"
Ali pondered for a moment, then suddenly felt it was inappropriate, he added, "But even though your left hand is useless now, your legs and right hand can still be used. What if you decide to retreat halfway through, wouldn't that be too boring?"
A wicked smile appeared on Ali's face, chilling anyone who looked at it.
Just now, Mu Shaojing had used his full strength for that kick.
Muh Ziyang felt like his internal organs were being twisted together; he curled up on the ground, unable to get up.
"You madman, what do you want to do? If you have the guts, just shoot me dead."
