Fang Han frowned and stared at him.

Jerry took out a remote control the size of a car key from his arms, raised it and said with a smile: "Fang Han, Annie has two miniature bombs on her body. I pressed it lightly and she would go to see God!"

"What do you want?" Fang Han said lightly.

Jerry looked at him with a smile: "You killed Harifs, right?"

Fang Han shook his head: "He committed suicide."

"Suicide?! Hey, that bastard Harrifs will never commit suicide!" Jerry roared.

He looked crazy and he would press the remote control at any time, which was terrifying.

"Fang, you are proficient in Chinese Kung Fu. There are some ancient witchcraft in China. You must have mastered witchcraft! Isn't it? Is it?"

Fang Han's heart was thrilled. I have to say that this handsome guy who is a bit nervous is very smart and even guessed a little bit of a shadow.

He smiled and said, "Then you dare to face me?"

"I will detonate as long as I feel it is wrong!" Jerry sneered: "Are you good witchcraft or bomb? Let's see who dies first!"

Fang Han could see that he had a tendency to self-destruct. Such a person was not afraid of death at all, but instead sought death. He was serious about him and asked for trouble.

He shook his head helplessly: "Tell me, what do you want?"

"I want you to die!" Jerry smiled again and looked at him quietly: "You committed suicide, I will let Annie Cole go. If you don't die, then Annie will die!"

Fang Han frowned.

Jerry smiled and said, "It's time to test your relationship. I have no other advantage, just keep my word! One of you dies, the other will definitely live! Besides, you have no other choice, right?"

"If Annie dies, I will destroy your Gambino family!" Fang Han said lightly.

"Haha..., I'm so scared!" Jerry laughed and waved his hand.

"Boom!" The four walls slammed down, revealing the people behind them.

Fang Han flashed suddenly and appeared behind Jerry like a ghost, pinched the key-sized remote control to pieces, and then appeared behind Annie Cole, and patted it lightly.

Her clothes swelled for a moment and turned into powder. Fang Han's top covered her chest and abdomen in time. Her slender thighs and smooth arms were exposed outside, making her sexy and seductive.

Jerry was laughing proudly, imagining Fang Han's terrified expression in the face of dozens of guns. He carefully laid a net of nearly a hundred good guns.

While he was laughing, Fang Hantu rose and fell, and had already brought Annie Cole on his back and appeared behind him.

The dust dissipated, and Jerry saw the man in black suit lying all over the floor, and no one could hold a gun. His smile froze. He turned his head and saw that Fang Han had disappeared. If he turned his head, Annie would disappear.

After being patted on his shoulder, Fang Han's voice came from behind: "Here!"

Jerry quickly turned around, Fang Han's fist became smaller and bigger in his eyes, hitting his nose. He fainted. When he woke up, he found that his body could not move, his mouth and hands and feet had lost command, only his eyes could move and his ears could hear.

He found himself lying on the bed, like a vegetable. Suddenly, a burning sensation like an electric current spread throughout his body, from the soles of his feet to the top of his head. Every part of his body was burning, as if he was falling into a fire.

Ten minutes were extremely long in his feelings. After ten minutes, he was sweating profusely and almost exhausted, but he could not say that he could not move, only he knew.

"Jerry." Lucy appeared beside his bed and whispered: "You're finally awake!"

Jerry's eyes moved, Lucy looked at his eyes and sighed: "I thought he would kill us, but I didn't expect him to do it."

Jerry could only move his eyes, and even couldn't frown his eyebrows.

"Jerry, are you okay?" Lucy asked softly. Seeing that Jerry was motionless, Lucy showed hatred: "I will definitely take revenge!"

Jerry secretly told me that he should not take revenge. Fang Han couldn't afford to offend him, but he could only turn his eyes and even lose control of his part, but he felt particularly sensitive.

The pain came again, even better than the previous one. His face suddenly turned red, his whole body trembled slightly, and his eyes turned red.

"Jerry!" Lucy saw something was wrong and rang the bell quickly. Suddenly, a group of doctors and nurses ran in to check Jerry's health.

He wanted to howl, but couldn't make a sound, so he could only let them toss. His body became extremely sensitive, and the friction between his skin and the sheets was like a knife cutting, which was extremely painful.

He could even feel the feeling of people's breathing passing through the skin, a faint discomfort, and a hint of wind passing through the skin felt cold and uncomfortable.

Seeing his face flushed, Lucy whispered: "Baby, are you uncomfortable?"

Jerry rolled his eyes hard.

Lucy frowned and looked at it, and had an idea: "Baby, you turn your eyes twice, you are sure, turn your eyes three times, you must be no, can you understand?"

Jerry rolled his eyes twice.

Lucy was overjoyed: "Okay, what's wrong with you? Is it your head?"

Jerry rolled his eyes twice.

"Chest?"

Jerry turned a few more times.

Lucy asked him one by one, but in the end he didn't ask anything, because the pain was not at all, but the whole body.

Finally, I found a doctor to ask a question, and finally understood that it was skin.

There are many skin problems, but these doctors are not ordinary quack doctors and soon found the crux of the problem, which is that the skin is too sensitive and cannot be easily moved.

But he could not move when lying on the bed. He needed to move food, drink, defecation and urination. Even the slightest movement made him feel painful. Moreover, the burning pain every half an hour started as if it was thrown into a fire at first, but later it was like it was fried in a pan. It was so painful.

He had to sweat profusely every time, and Lucy wanted to send someone to clean his body. He was a person with a cleanliness and could not tolerate the mess of his body.

When the soft cloth wiped his body, he felt as if he had been cut into pieces.

He wished he could commit suicide but could not do it because he could not even instruct his tongue, and eating could only be injected into some liquid food by a thick syringe.

He felt that life was worse than death. It was better to die than to live so frustrated and painfully. At that time, Fang Han should have given himself a pleasure, but tortured himself like this.

He didn't know the fate of others, but Lucy was fine. Thinking about Fang Han's identity as a policeman, so it's understandable to do so.

He suffered all the pain through a strange witchcraft, but he did not kill anyone. The police station could not find him at all. People could not imagine that he would have such vicious means.

He was thinking about death every moment. Death was a relief for him, because he had been to the hospital for several checkups, but he couldn't find anything wrong. But he couldn't move or say it, only one pair of eyes worked.

He understood Fang Han's idea and wanted to kill himself but not. It was not that Fang Han was afraid of the law, but that he didn't want to die too happily and wanted to let himself die after suffering all the torture.

He saw through Fang Han's sinister intentions but was powerless. In the face of death, he felt fearful and fearless, unlike what he originally thought was fearless.
Chapter completed!