901 Assassination 7 (1/2)

In between gasps of breaths, he heard Jun Wu Xie's words. The man could do nothing but lie on the ground motionless. Nobody would be able to fully understand how he was feeling at that moment, as everything that Jun Wu Xie said was true!

He had merely fallen onto the ground and the unimaginable pain had already made him feel like dying.

No one bothered with he did after that, and no one had asked him a single question either.

Jun Wu Xie and her companions carried on just as they had on any other day, sitting at the table to enjoy their sumptuous breakfast. The waiter who had been overly startled by the past night's events was jittery as he served up the dishes, his eyes only looking dead straight ahead, not daring to once look at the man who was lying flat upon the ground, completely motionless, just like a corpse.

As the man lay upon the ground not moving in the slightest, his limbs were fast becoming numb. It wasn't that he did not want to move, but it was because with the most minute of movement he made, it would bring him the most excruciating pain that tore him apart.

The torment, caused him to be unable to do anything but lie unmoving on the ground. But the cold floor itself was also wrecking endless torment on his nerves. The floor might just be slightly chilly, but he was feeling like he had been thrown mercilessly into a freezing lake in winter. His body that was touching the floor was feeling the bone biting chill, making him feel like he would freeze to death lying there.

While he lay there in helpless torture, Jun Wu Xie and her companions sat at the side, chatting merrily, enjoying their scrumptious meal.

Comparing the two situations at hand side by side, his circumstances were made all the more unbearable.

He wasn't afraid of killing himself. Although a cut across the neck might be a horrible death, but it would at least be quick. Now that he could not even see an end to this terrifying torture, which was a fate even worse than dying, it invariably pushed him into the pits of despair, unable to pull himself out from it.

”I'll talk….. I'll tell you everything…..” The man's trembling voice finally rang out.

Qiao Chu and the others immediately raised their heads to look at Jun Wu Xie.

It had been barely just an hour, and the man was already willing to confess?