Chapter 688

Death and pain would never fear people like Black Fox, but they were afraid of one thing—losing consciousness.

The light above his head shone upon him, showing how wet his forehead was due to sweat.

The cold needle pricked into his skin. The pain was that of an ant's bite to him.

But veins were protruding on the back of his hands as they were balled into fists. He was fighting back in reflex.

Ethan watched him coldly. "Either you spill it now or you'll do it without dignity later. Who have you been working for by putting your life at stake all these years?

"Who ordered you to hurt my son and Liv? Considering that we're from the same line of work, I can let you die with dignity."

Black Fox gulped down his saliva. "Give up, dude. I will never tell you no matter what. You can deceive others with this but not me."

His countersurveillance was good, and his mentality was much better than average people.

"Very well. I have all the time in my life to wait until the drug kicks in." Ethan retu