409: Chapter 408: Finding Ouyang Feifei 409: Chapter 408: Finding Ouyang Feifei “It has to be said, the power of the laser gun in the hands of the Ironclad man was truly terrifying.
Its speed could match the bullets fired from a Barrett Sniper Rifle, and its high-temperature laser had extremely strong penetrative capabilities.
Just one hit, and the enemy would lose their ability to fight.”
“But within a mere two seconds, Ning Fan had spotted their weakness.”
“With a regular pistol, and after some modifications, take Ning Fan for instance, a Glock with an extended magazine could be emptied in three seconds flat in semi-automatic mode—even less.”
“However, the firing interval of each shot from these men’s laser guns was 0.5 seconds, roughly the time it takes to blink.
But for Ning Fan, that was time enough; 0.5 seconds was plenty to do a lot of things.”
“For the average person, this so-called weakness wasn’t a weakness at all, but facing someone like Ning Fan, if you couldn’t achieve complete fire coverage, this less than one-second timeframe was enough for Ning Fan to close in on them.”
“‘Such a weapon is truly wasted on you.'” Ning Fan said coldly and mercilessly to the last two remaining Ironclad men, his tone carrying a tinge of regret.”
His hand was withdrawn from the neck of the third Ironclad man, and with a shake, thick blood flew onto the faces of the remaining two.”
“‘Who exactly are you?!'” the remaining two Ironclad men, faces covered in cold sweat, stared at Ning Fan in disbelief.”
Their previously full confidence was utterly destroyed by Ning Fan in less than ten seconds, both physically and mentally.”
The strength of the opponent was something they had only seen in that freak, Dian Frey.
Against such a person, they were no match!”
“The following image they seemed to have conjured up was one of overwhelming slaughter.
The two prison guards clad in iron unconsciously swallowed hard, their eyes gradually becoming fearful.”
“‘The dead do not need to know who I am.
Once you descend to Hell, you’ll forget everything.'”
Ning Fan’s figure disappeared again, his ghost-like speed chilling to the bone.
“‘Aaahhh!'”
“‘Damn it!'”
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
The last remaining Ironclad man could only watch in horror as his comrade’s heart was crushed by Ning Fan; he kept shooting at Ning Fan incessantly.”
All the laser beams hit the other Ironclad man, melting his body into blood and water.”
“‘Tell me, where is Ouyang Feifei?'”
The voice that came from behind caused the Ironclad man to stiffen.
Ning Fan had somehow managed to get behind him without him noticing at all.”
It was like a devil whispering in his ear, and the Ironclad man felt a fear that made his entire body tremble involuntarily.
An invisible monster had opened its vast mouth, ready to devour him mercilessly at the slightest movement.”
“‘Not talking?'” Ning Fan raised an eyebrow and took out a Silver Needle, stabbing it into the man’s neck.”
“‘Myriad Ants Devouring Heart; that’s the name of this poison.
At first, you’ll feel as if countless ants are crawling all over your body.
Then, they’ll enter inside you through every hole they can find and consume everything—your organs, your blood, leaving nothing but a clean shell!'”
Ning Fan sneered, looking at the Ironclad man without mercy.”
“‘Aaaahhh!
Please, please spare me!'”
The Ironclad man seemed to already feel the itchiness spreading through his body as he desperately stripped off his iron clothing and started to roll on the ground, scratching his face until blood marked his hands.”
“‘Spare me, I beg you, please, give me a quick death!'”
The Ironclad man would rather die quickly than to continue experiencing such unbearable pain.”
Ning Fan sneered and coldly replied to the pleading man, “Where is Ouyang Feifei?
I’m asking you one last time.”
“She’s right at the very back, down two more levels.
Just go straight after going down, and she’s in the cell at the very end!”
The man in the iron suit’s face was already covered in scratches and oozing blood.
Ning Fan nodded, turned around, and was about to leave the place.
“Wait, you can’t leave me here, just kill me!” the man in the iron suit shouted.
Ning Fan stopped in his tracks, turned his head to give the man a cold look, then said mockingly, “I lied to you.”
“What?!” The man in the iron suit looked at Ning Fan in disbelief.
Upon Ning Fan’s reminder, he indeed felt no itching on his body at all; the only sensation was the stabbing pain on his face.
The previous itching had been all in his mind.
“You dare to mock me?
Go to hell!”
The man in the iron suit grabbed the laser gun from the ground and aimed it at Ning Fan, but as he was about to pull the trigger, his vision blurred, and then his body started to feel limp and weak, unable to muster any strength.
“You, you, you said there was no poison?!”
Had he been deceived again?
The man in the iron suit’s eyes began to fill with blood, and as he gradually lost consciousness, he couldn’t feel the two streams of blood tears that were already flowing down his cheeks.
Ning Fan did not bother with him anymore; after all, he was just another dead man.
The poison that Ning Fan had used was not Myriad Ants Devouring Heart, but it was still a potent toxin that had finally taken effect, and Ning Fan had obtained the information he wanted.
“Ahhhh!”
In the dim prison, the man in the iron suit’s screams of despair echoed.
The last level of the underground prison, the place where Ning Fan learned from the man in the iron suit that Ouyang Feifei was being held.
This level had only one long corridor, with few cells on either side.
Each cell was spaced tens of meters apart, and only a few cells contained prisoners.
Those prisoners were wearing restraints, completely wrapped up like mummies, leaving their faces completely obscured.
Ning Fan paid no attention to these and hurried towards the cell at the end of the corridor.
Soon, he arrived at the end of the corridor and found the cell where Ouyang Feifei was being held.
After entering the cell, Ning Fan saw Ouyang Feifei hanging on a cross, her hair disheveled, her body covered in blood, a sight too horrifying to endure.
“Ouyang Feifei!” Ning Fan couldn’t help but call out, a surge of anger kindling in his heart.
He rushed over quickly and immediately took Ouyang Feifei down.
Ouyang Feifei had lost consciousness.
After inhuman torture, her body was extremely weak, and although Ning Fan was by her side, she had no way of knowing in her comatose state.
Seeing Ouyang Feifei’s current sorry state, Ning Fan felt as if his heart was being sliced with a knife, his face changing again and again, his hatred towards the Yun Ci Guild climbing higher and higher.
“Yun Ci Guild, since you want to play, let’s play this to the end!”
Ning Fan roared in his heart, vowing to eradicate the Yun Ci Guild from this world.
The bond with Ouyang Feifei caused Ning Fan’s heart to ache as if it were being cut by a knife—those bastards!!!