A flash of silver light, and the assassin didn't even have time to react.

He felt a sharp pain in his lower back, and the next second he realized he couldn't move.

The assassin looked terrified.

What exactly did you do to me?

Damn Western medicine group!

Before he came, he was told to assassinate an ordinary person who knew a little bit about medicine.

As it turns out, this ordinary person not only knows how to race cars, but also how to do martial arts.

They even know how to use silver needles to seal acupoints.

Isn't this a scene that only appears in novels?

The assassin was on the verge of tears.

What did I do to you?

"Now I'll ask you questions, and you'll answer them."

“Otherwise…” Lin Yang narrowed his eyes, no longer pretending.

A chilling, murderous aura was instantly released.

The assassin had no doubt that he was indeed continuing to conceal the truth!

Lin Yang really will kill him!

"I'll tell you! I'll tell you everything!"

"But I don't know much about it either."

The assassin looked at Lin Yang with a pained expression, trembling with fear but unable to move, because his body was completely frozen in place.

Lin Yang remained expressionless, his eyes cold as if he were looking at a dead man.

"Did the Western Medicine Group send you?"

The assassin nodded vigorously, not daring to disobey.

"Why did they send you to kill me?"

Lin Yang's guess was confirmed, and he scoffed lightly.

Those foreigners are really underestimating him; what kind of trash did they send?

The assassin shook his head with a bitter expression.

"I don't know, they only gave me a million, and then gave me a picture of you to assassinate you!"