This was an indescribable pain, causing Feng Beibei to struggle in imnse agony.
No matter how much she struggled, the branding iron would not leave her skin.
At this mont, Feng Beibei even wished to slam her head and die to avoid further tornt, but she couldn't even die if she wanted to.
When Hu Fang finally removed the branding iron, her delicate flesh was still a bloody ss, severely injured.
Already very weak, Feng Beibei was now trembling uncontrollably from the pain.
Qiao Ya nearly fainted at the sight of this.
But she couldn't escape her fate either, as Hu Fang had already picked up another branding iron from the fire, walking towards her.
Qiao Ya's struggles intensified, but soon a sizzling sound could be heard from her tender flesh, and the sll of burning flesh filled the room.
Qiao Ya stomped her feet in pain, twisting her body frantically.
Tears fell continuously down her face, her exquisite face contorted with pain.
Like Feng Beibei, her body trembled incessantly.
In their eyes full of despair, Hu Fang put the branding iron back into the fire.
Feng Beibei and Qiao Ya were utterly hopeless.
They were convinced they would die here today.
Another round of this torture would absolutely claim their lives.
While Hu Fang tortured Feng Beibei and Qiao Ya, he had no idea that his nurous subordinates were being picked off one by one by Su Fan.
Most of the pirates on this island were ordinary people, with only a very few reaching the level of Martial Artists in the Qi Nourishing Stage, and none in the Explosive Qi Stage.
Before long, Su Fan had wiped out the other pirates on the island.
He was now not far from Hu Fang's room.
Su Fan approached Hu Fang's room very quietly; after all, Hu Fang was just an Explosive Qi Stage Martial Artist.
As he approached, Hu Fang remained completely unaware.
From outside Hu Fang's room, Su Fan saw how bestial he was!
He was brandishing a red-hot branding iron, walking towards the two won.
Not long ago, these two won had clearly been branded before.
Their tender flesh was now blackened and bloodied.
And this ti, Hu Fang aid to brand even more delicate areas of their bodies.
But Hu Fang did not get the chance; before he could make another move, Su Fan appeared behind him.
His finger touched the back of Hu Fang's head.
His powerful True Qi made Hu Fang realize that if Su Fan wished, his head could explode at any mont.
Though Hu Fang was a ruthless killer, he didn't truly disregard life and death; he was deeply afraid of dying.
He didn't understand why a powerful Martial Artist like Su Fan was on the island.
But he didn't dare move recklessly and spoke with great difficulty, "Which path are you from?"
Su Fan couldn't be bothered to waste words on a dead man, straightforwardly asking, "Where is the satellite phone?"
Upon hearing this, Hu Fang imdiately pointed to a spot not far away, saying, "Sir, why do you need the satellite phone? That phone is broken. If you want to go to the mainland, I can take you there."
"There's a dium-sized yacht on the island, and I know the route to shore."
Su Fan didn't believe his lies. After learning where the satellite phone was, he instantly crushed Hu Fang's neck.
Seeing Hu Fang's neck snapped and dying on the spot, Feng Beibei and Qiao Ya not only didn't feel fear but a sense of relief washed over them.
Though Su Fan, who killed without hesitation, didn't seem any kinder.
Still, Su Fan was better than Hu Fang, who had nearly tortured them to death.
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