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Chapter 82

He has never told anyone about the hidden wounds in his body, which were caused by injuries to his heart during a fight when he was young. He has been searching for famous doctors for ten years, but no one can cure him.

Normally when I press it hard, I feel short of breath and feel a dull pain!

Whenever it's windy or rainy, hidden injuries will occur, which will cause excruciating pain.

Killing the King actually cured his old hidden wounds?

His proficiency in martial arts is incredible, but does he still have peerless medical skills?

Black Panther didn't believe it and secretly pressed the location of his heart.

But I found that my breathing was smooth and there was no pain at all.

Thinking of the bone-setting method used to kill the king, he completely believed it now.

"Killing the king is a great kindness, and the black panther can't repay it. From now on, my life will be to kill the king!"

The Black Panther was extremely excited and expressed his determination to follow him to the death.

Ye Zunlong raised his palms and said, "Get up. Don't call me Killer King in the future. That is my master's name."

It turns out that he is a disciple of the old Killing King, but with the Ghost Mingqi Blood Blade, he is the new generation of Killing King!

Black Panther was convinced and said respectfully, "Yes! Mr. Ye."

He wanted to say something more, but Ye Zunlong blocked him.

The purpose of saving Black Panther was because of the connection between him and his second master.

Plus some backbone and loyalty from the other party.

It might be useful in the future.

But these were all trivial matters, and Ye Zunlong didn't take them to heart.

Seeing the Black Panther disappear, he began to interrogate Zhao Beiming and several men in black.

"Zhao Beiming, what is your relationship with the Tianxia Alliance, why are you with them, and what positions do you hold in the Tianxia Alliance, and how much secret information do you know!"

Facing Ye Zunlong's shouts and questions, Zhao Beiming and several men in black spoke weakly.

"You actually know the Tianxia Alliance and who you are."

"The Zhao family will not let you go. Let me go now and I can spare your life."

"Yes, let us go quickly. Whether it's the Zhao family or the Tianxia Alliance, they are all entities you can't afford to offend."

When Ye Zunlong heard this, he smiled coldly.

"The fish on the chopping board still dares to scream, I have all the means to make you open your mouth!"

After speaking, he took out a purple and gold bell from his arms.

It was the soul-suppressing bell given to him by the Sixth Master, the Supreme Saint of All Poisons!

As Ye Zunlong gently shook his palm, a sweet bell sounded, and at the same time, a thin crawling sound came.

Dark and damp basements are most suitable for the growth of poisonous insects.

Centipede, centipede, worm, cockroach...

Dense black spots slowly rushed towards Zhao Beiming and others.

"Ahhhhh!"

The screams of fear began to sound one after another.

Ye Zunlong stood aside, but was not affected at all. The poisonous insects passed by him and automatically avoided them, as if he was the most terrifying poison!

"I said, I said!"

"Let these bugs go away, ah!"

"Forgive me, I will tell you everything!"

At this moment, Zhao Beiming and others were completely frightened and begged desperately for mercy.
Chapter completed!
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