"Hero, since you've come to the Baishi family seeking revenge, I have access to their secret informants throughout China. In exchange, can you spare my life?"
After saying this, Butler Wang's gaze fell on the knife in Su Yue's hand, as if waiting for the other party's response.
Su Yue remained expressionless, but a hint of joy welled up inside him.
This is a wonderful surprise!
He originally thought that only Shiraishi Hiroshi knew about this highly confidential matter.
However, the arrival of Butler Wang shattered his expectations.
This figure, who rose to prominence after the apocalypse, was surprisingly well-versed in such secrets, which was truly beyond his expectations.
During Su Yue's torture and murder of Bai Shihao, there was an opportunity to extract information from him.
However, given Shiraishi Hiroshi's personality, even if faced with death, he would not reveal any information.
They might even use this to threaten Su Yue, so where's the thrill of revenge?
Su Yue had originally hoped to find some clues at the White Stone Manor, but the appearance of Butler Wang brought an unexpected turning point.
As a traitor, Steward Wang was naturally a coward who feared death, making him the perfect person to extract information from.
However, as is often the case with speculators.
Once they gain an inch, they want to push their luck.
Despite the excruciating pain, Butler Wang took out a delicate little notebook from his bracelet and carefully held it in his arms.
With a trembling voice, he tried to ask, "Hero, I've heard of a small red medicine bottle that can restore vitality after being taken. Is that possible?"
"No!" Su Yue said firmly, raising the knife in his hand once more.
Butler Wang was in so much pain that his face turned pale, and his ability to think vanished instantly.
He could only watch helplessly as his right leg was severed, powerless to save it.
"Brave warrior, please... I'll give you everything, just please let me go..."
Butler Wang cried out in despair, but Su Yue's knife showed no sign of stopping, falling again and again...
But when you're out in the world, you still have to be honest!
Since we made a solemn vow in our past life to tear him to pieces, then we shall tear him to pieces!
The final blow was aimed at that once proud head, so that as it fell to the ground, it would taste the bitterness of despair!
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