"You know what?"
A cold voice echoed in Zhao Fanggang's ears.
"I no longer plan on obtaining information about the Godfather from you."
His calm voice became even more distorted.
A refined man wearing a blue surgical gown and gold-rimmed glasses was looking at Zhao Fanggang's arm under the microscope.
He held the surgical tools in one hand and the forceps behind the microscope. He gently pushed the meridians between the flesh and blood without touching the slightest transparent blood vessel wall.
After the microscope, one could even see the rhythmic expansion of the blood vessel wall under the physiological reaction. Red blood was flowing continuously in the blood vessels.
The hunter, codenamed 'Silverfox', said.
He moved the tweezers away and looked at the enlarged blood vessels, muscles, and tissues. A sick smile appeared on his face and a flush crept up his cheeks.