Being nicked already brought pain to a degree unbearable for a Dragon Group Soldier.
Being stabbed would amplify that pain several times over.
Yet, despite the pain reaching an unbearable level, Piao Yu did not feel the slightest bit faint.
It seemed that Ghost Dao did not lie to her; the substance indeed kept people conscious.
This was terrifying.
"Liang Bing, have you decided?" Ghost Dao's hand holding the knife began to exert more force.
"Piao Yu!" Piao Yu trembled all over in pain, sweat pouring down like rain.
"Captain, please, kill me... just kill me..." Piao Yu begged.
That kind of pain was nearly surpassing her tolerance limit.
"Ghost Dao, you bastard, come at me instead! Don't hurt her; she doesn't know where the mission item is!" Liang Bing cursed loudly.
"I told you, not hurting her is simple. Just tell me, where is the mission item!" Ghost Dao was losing patience.
"No, don't tell him!" Piao Yu, enduring the severe pain, said.
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