Some of the man's wounds were b.l.o.o.d.y and mangled with salt.w.a.ter . Yun Tianyou's dart hit an open wound on his belly nicely .

The dart would not go deep with its short tip, so shooting using it was not fatal . However, the acid and the salt.w.a.ter created a chemical reaction that sizzled into green smoke . The pain caused by the erosion at the wound site could only be experienced fully by the man .

At some point, the man's throat no longer produced a sound .

The boy's brows furrowed pitifully . “Oh, no . Did I hit him?”

“Yes, you did,” his agent confirmed .

The boy broke into a lovely smile .

He then took another dart and readied himself to throw it at the man .

“Mmph… mmm… mmmph!” The man unintelligibly mumbled his surrender .

The boy was just getting into position, yet the man had nearly p.i.s.sed his pants from the sight .

It appeared that he was truly terrified this time .

After all, the excruciating pain was unbearable even to a man heavily involved in the business of killing people .

He was a veteran killer – a person whose hands had been dyed with blood for the most part of his life . He had long been numbed to any emotions, including fear of death!

Right now, however, he was truly cowed by this six-year-old's tactic .

This must be a joke…

Is this really a six-year-old boy?

The man struggled to open his lids, which were made heavy by the blood trickling down his forehead . He blinked to regain his vision and finally caught a good glimpse of the boy's face .

The child, who was small for his age, was dressed in a white s.h.i.+rt and dungarees . His raven hair framed his face and nicely complemented his fair skin . The kid, although blindfolded, was evidently smiling from the way his eyes crinkled at the corner . His sharp nose, adorable lips, and rosy cheeks accentuated his naïve and tender aura .

However, his presence alone was exuding a spine-chilling foreboding .

Even his smile seemed eerie and gooseb.u.mps-inducing!

Is this child only six?

He could not believe it .

How could a six-year-old come up with such an inhumane method of torture?

“What is he saying?” The child raised a brow jestingly .

The agent signaled a lackey to remove the gag from the captive's mouth .

The poor man begged pathetically, “Stop, please! Finish me off! I don't want…”

“Why should I stop just because you asked?” The boy tilted his head with a smile . His voice tinkled tenderly and lovingly, yet his words were chilling to the bones .

The man's face turned ashen . “I'm just a hired killer . I merely followed orders!”

“Touché . I'm just a kid needing a playmate, and you happen to be that right now . ” He smiled gracefully .

With that, he lifted his wrist .

The tip of the dart glinted coldly .

“No… I'll speak!”

“Oh, no, don't . Are you confessing so soon?” The boy sounded disappointed . “I thought you were more stubborn than that, but I apparently made a mistake . Look at you; hurrying to confess just because of a little pain!”

“I'll tell you everything; I just want a swift death!”

“Boring! I'm not done playing yet . Let's talk after I enjoy myself some more . ”