Saint Eyes: The Magic Doctor

Fann Mao looked at Wu Lai as he walked towards him, his emotions crumbling. He shouted loudly. On the other side, Fan Zhe also had a panicked expression on his face. He didn't dare to take another look at Wu Lai. Wu Lai's madness was still vivid in his mind. He didn't even last a second in Wu Lai's hands. Furthermore, when he saw the terrified look on his elder brother's face, his heart was filled with panic.    

What kind of fear did he have to go through to be able to face Wu Lai? What kind of fear did Fann Mao show when he faced his master? It was even more terrifying than when he faced his master!    

Naturally, Fan Zhe couldn't find Wu Lai, which magnified Fann Mao's pain by dozens of times. When Wu Lai and the Ghost Doctor were fighting, Fann Mao, who was affected by the aftershock, fainted at first, but he soon woke up from the pain.    

Not only that, after Wu Lai fell, he tried to take two steps forward. However, the moment he stood up, he was knocked down to the ground by the intense pain in his body. There was only a small scratch on his foot, but he felt that his leg had been cut off!    

In addition, when he was brought to the Dragon Group, he had more or less suffered a little. When he was in the car, he fainted from the pain three times!    

It was only when he was interrogated that his body returned to normal little by little. But now, he could still feel the waves of pain. He even felt that his pain nerves were still in an enlarged state.    

When he finally wanted to adjust his state of mind a little, Wu Lai actually pushed open the door and entered.    

To him, Wu Lai was a real devil. Compared to their master, he was even more afraid. If death could solve everything, he would rather die, but sadly, in Wu Lai's hands, it was better to die than live.    

"Are you so afraid?" Wu Lai stopped in his tracks and saw the snot and tears on this guy's face. He rolled his eyes and stopped moving forward. He spread his hands and said, "I don't think I have done anything to you yet, have I? The one who did this to you was your master!"    

"No... No..." Fann Mao still had that terrified look on his face. Other than this sentence, he had nothing else to say.    

This guy, could it be that he has gone crazy?    

Thinking of this, Wu Lai's eyes fell on Fan Zhe. "Since he can't say it, why don't you say it? Look at him... If you don't want to be like him, just say what you know. "    

"I already said it!" Fan Zhe hastily said. He subconsciously took a step back. Although he didn't know what method Wu Lai had used, he knew that he couldn't bear it.    

Wu Lai shook his head. He walked to Fan Zhe and patted him on the shoulder. "Don't lie to me. Otherwise, you should know what the consequences will be, right?"    

"I... really didn't hide anything!"    

Wu Lai saw Fan Zhe's expression and shook his head. The silver needle in his hand appeared and landed on Fan Zhe's body. "Since you won't shed tears until you see the coffin, then enjoy everything Fann Mao had enjoyed before."    

Fan Zhe's eyes widened. He wanted to struggle, but Wu Lai's hand that was placed on his shoulder brought endless pressure, making him unable to move.    

When the silver needle landed, Wu Lai grabbed one of Fan Zhe's fingers and said, "Now, let's experience it."