chapter 739 one stitch

Yuan Shaoqiang was covered in broken glass. Seeing how Dennis Buchanan pricked Chen Dihao's head with a silver needle just now, his scalp felt numb, but he still said through gritted teeth. ""Stop fucking with me, if you have the guts, kill me!" I don't believe..."" Whoosh! Before Yuan Shaoqiang finished speaking, Dennis Buchanan waved his right hand, and a silver needle flew out, directly piercing Yuan Shaoqiang's eyebrow. puff! Yuan Shaoqiang spat blood on the spot, rolled his eyes, and...