Chapter 245

"Hah, hah, hah, hah", a fairly large man with a curly moustache was panting hard; his body was in pain, and blood trickled down from his body. "Now, will you talk about it or not?" the man with a black cloak said while bringing his face close to the large man with a curly moustache. "Never", the large man with a curly moustache said while gritting his teeth. "Hah", the man with a black cloak sighed, "I did not want to use this on you. But you leave me no choice." Then, the man with a black cloak took out a small, golden centipede from his pocket. "Do you know what this is?" the man with a black cloak asked while dangling the small, golden centipede right in front of the large man with a curly moustache.