Chapter 117: Obviously Jealous_1

Ye Long's rule was simple: If you can throw a punch, use as little ink as possible!

This guy doesn't want to talk?

Fine!

Give him a taste of pain, and he would fall in line!

Right then, Ye Long's foot came crashing down on the assassin's wrist!

"Crack..."

The assassin's wrist bones were instantly crushed under Ye Long's foot!

It was a clean and decisive move!

"Agh..."

The assassin let out a pig-like scream of agony!

"Hey, how does that feel, not so bad, huh?" Ye Long grinned and asked the assassin.

The assassin's features twisted together in pain, never expecting his opponent to be so ruthless as to crush his wrist bones with a single stomp!

"So, are you talking now, or not?" Ye Long looked at the assassin and asked.

Furrowing his brow and with bloodshot eyes, the assassin suddenly pulled out a dagger from his bosom!

Ye Long thought the guy was going to persist in resisting futilely, but without a word, the assassin plunged the dagger into his own abdomen!