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...