Instantly, McKinsey's screams in his throat turned into a continuous stream of bubbles.
Gurgle gurgle!
Pain mixed fiercely on McKinsey's face, and because his whole head was submerged in water, it became distorted, as if he were drowning from lack of oxygen.
Just as he felt his life slipping away, the large hand gripping his neck pulled him up.
Splash!
Water streamed down McKinsey's head as he gasped for air, seemingly on the verge of suffocation.
Ren Feng removed the silver needle and spoke, "Where are my people being held?"
"I, I don't know." McKinsey gasped for breath.
"Damn it!"
Jiang Sen's face showed a cruel streak as he punched hard, causing blood to spill from the corner of McKinsey's mouth.
"It's okay if you don't speak, Mr. McKinsey, I have other methods of torture. Maybe using two more silver needles will make you talk."
With a smile, Ren Feng pulled out two more silver needles, directly piercing several acupoints.
