Chapter 339 Sting of the Spirit_1

Under the scrutiny of the crowd, Ning Fan painfully convulsed with his head lowered, but he did not fall. Instead, about half a minute later, he lifted his head again.

"The first needle," he said through gritted teeth, his gaze fixed on the Scorpion King.

"You didn't die? Unbelievable, what kind of constitution do you have?" The Scorpion King also showed a surprised expression.

"Enough talk, release her!" Ning Fan said coldly.

His entire skin was turning red, evidently suffering from the toxin.

The Scorpion King sneered and waved his hand at his subordinates.

Understanding the signal, they let go of Dai Zhenggang.

Dai Zhenggang quickly ran to Ning Fan's side, concerned, "Mr. Ning, are you alright?"

At this time, the Scorpion King held a hostage and Dai Zhenggang's men couldn't be of any use.

"Move back!"

Ning Fan pushed Dai Zhenggang behind him with a swift motion and took a deep breath, then looked at the Scorpion King and said, "Bring it on, the second needle."