, and frowned, rubbing her wrist that had been hurt by An Pingtong's grip."You..." An Pingtong was filled with anger, but she had no place to vent it.He advanced two steps menacingly, raising his hand...Chapter 1245 the woman's neck. He slowly inserted the needle, after the first needle was firmly in place, he withdrew the second silver needle and, with an impassive expression, inserted it again.The last stitch,...