"Well then, since I'm bored anyway, why not keep playing with your bones?"
"Crack, crack!"
Next, Li Fei repeated the method, snapping the opponent's ribs one after another.
Morio was in so much pain that cold sweat poured off him, howling like a ghost, but his cries did not attract his subordinates' protection. This was because, at the moment, the armed forces were under attack from multiple sides by oc Feathered Dragon, War Dragon, and Russian Special Soldiers, unable to protect themselves, let alone others.
Before long, Morio fainted from the pain.
"Playing dead, huh? I'll wake you up again."
Li Fei uttered, snapping two more of the opponent's bones.
"Ugh..."
Morio awoke from his stupor, unable to bear the pain, his inner resolve finally collapsing, and his once-strong will crumbled instantly, no longer existing.
"Stop it, can't I talk now? I am Morio."
He finally admitted his identity because if he didn't, he feared Li Fei would torture him to death.
