Gao Yang already had eight needle blades stuck into him, and he was in a lot of pain, while Fatino was enjoying himself.
The good news is that so far, Gao Yang has not lost any bodily functions because Fatino has avoided nerves and tendons with each needle blade, but the bad news is that Fatino will eventually damage his important bodily functions.
Fatino raised a needle blade and smiled at Gao Yang, "Where should we stick this one?"
Gao Yang's voice was a bit hoarse, the immense pain left him exhausted, and he was too weak to curse.
As Fatino slowly pressed a sharp spike into Gao Yang's thigh, the door suddenly opened, someone rushed in, gestured to Fatino, then whispered a few words in Fatino's ear before leaving in a hurry.
Fatino looked at Gao Yang, stared at him for a moment, then shook his head and said loudly, "You're really lucky."
Gao Yang was very surprised, and then when Fatino slowly pulled each needle blade out of him, the feeling was simply delightful.
