I felt desperate: except for Ling Kong and the four guards, no one could open the fingerprint-locked door. Once the door was closed, I was afraid that I would become a corpse and be carried out, and I would never be able to open it again.
I can't get out of this door!
Lingkong laughed twice, dragged me into a small room, which was actually an elevator, and went straight to the second floor. Yang Ruihan went to the guard room to get the key. When I was dragged out of the elevator, the iron door on the second floor was opened by her. I
I knew very well in my heart that what was inside were all kinds of horrifying torture instruments.
In fact, there is nothing that can be pried from my mouth. If Ling Kong wants to punish me, there is only one reason, and that is: to vent his anger.
Where does anger come from??
Before I had time to think about it, I was grabbed by both hands and forcibly pulled onto a wooden bed. Needless to say, this must have been a torture device.
I couldn't sit still and wait for death. I pretended to faint while secretly waiting for an opportunity. If they wanted to tie my hands and feet to different ropes for pulling, they would have to untie the tied cloth. The moment they untied it,
It's the best opportunity.
While I was waiting for the opportunity with bated breath, I felt a stinging pain on my arm. It must have been that the needle had pierced the vein in my elbow, which is the same vein that is often pierced during blood tests in the hospital. Then, a stream of medicine was injected.
What is this? Poison?
Yang Ruihan and Ling Kong didn't say a word. The atmosphere was so quiet that you could hear the drop of a pin, and I felt a strange sense of fear in my heart. From my "debut" to now, I fell into the hands of others and was manipulated at will.
What a first time.
After injecting the poison, three or four minutes had passed. This time really lasted like a year. But I didn't seem to feel any discomfort, but the muscles around my eyelids were relaxing for a while. Although I was pretending to be dizzy, I felt like I was opening my eyes at this moment.
It's getting harder and harder to see.
I wasn't sleepy at all and was in good spirits, but I felt waves of powerlessness coming over me.
Gradually, my throat and chest began to feel weak and relaxed. After a while, it spread to my hands, feet and abdomen. By this time, I felt weak all over my body, and it seemed that all the muscles were already in a state of relaxation.
Could it be that what Yang Ruihan injected me intravenously was "tubocurarine"? This is a powerful muscle relaxant. After being injected intravenously, all the muscles of a person will relax involuntarily, especially the skeletal muscles, making the whole body soft.
, unable to move.
Cruel enough! Thoughtful enough!
Lingkong sneered twice, patted my face, and said, "You can't even pretend to be faint. Do you think I will give you a chance to resist?"
I could hardly speak because the muscles in my larynx, including my vocal cords, were so relaxed that I couldn't speak. I managed to move my Adam's apple twice, but I could only hum two vague nasal sounds.
Ling Kong said coldly: "How do I know if you are pretending to be faint? When I dragged you out of the trunk..."
I suddenly understood that the difference between real dizziness and fake dizziness lies in whether people have subconscious actions. When people are really dizzy, they will not react in a weightless state; while people who pretend to be dizzy will naturally tense up when they are weightless.
If you tighten your muscles all over your body, and if your head falls on the ground, you will unconsciously brace yourself slightly to avoid falling too hard.
It was these uncontrollable unconditioned reflexes that betrayed me.
Lingkong laughed twice and said, "This time you fall into my hands, so I won't do you any injustice." After saying that, he untied the bindings on my hands and feet and said, "Here,
Come, lie down and get comfortable. I don’t want to listen to you anyway, and you just can’t say anything, which saves you a lot of effort.” After saying this, he didn’t know what mechanism he pressed, and a sharp sound came.
There seemed to be something sticking out from the wooden bed.
I suddenly felt a sense of despair. If I could speak, I could delay for some time, but now I can't say anything and am just like a mute. It seems that Ling Kong doesn't give me any chance to breathe at all.
At this moment, my whole body was weak, so I allowed Yang Ruihan to turn me over. As soon as my left arm and leg leaned over, I felt a strong stinging pain. Only then did I realize that what came out of the bed board just now must be a nail board or something like that.
Something. I trembled all over and tried my best to retract, but my hands and legs were held down. I pressed down hard, and the sharp nails pierced into the flesh. Although I lost all my strength at this time, I couldn't feel the pain.
The nerves are still there, and the feeling of piercing and tearing muscles almost makes me cry in pain. Normally, I would have curled up my hands and feet in pain; but now, even though my brain has issued instructions n times, the muscles all over my body are still in pain.
It was so soft that I didn't even have the strength to frown or blink.
Not long after, my right arm and leg was also lifted. When I put it down again, I felt the same severe pain as the left side. I subconsciously wanted to take a breath of cold air, but my whole chest was numb. Let alone take a breath of cold air.
Even breathing has become extremely difficult.
Lingkong said with a sinister smile: "You have discovered it, right? It is very difficult for you to breathe now, let alone shouting. Who doesn't know that when you are being executed, shouting and shouting can relieve some pain, but
I just want you to hold it in so that you can’t scream and you can’t scream. And when your brain feels pain, the oxygen consumption rises rapidly, but your breathing can’t keep up. Then you will feel the relief of suffocation!
Ha ha!"
Damn, why does this old boy talk so much nonsense! I cursed in my heart, and my teeth itched with hatred, but I didn’t even have the strength to grit my teeth. Soon, my wrists and ankles were tied up with the ropes on the bedside and end of the bed.
, the whole person was lying on his back in a "big" shape. I finally understood the horror of this limb-pulling tool: when my hands and legs were firmly inserted into the nails on the bed board, pulling the limbs up and down would cause serious wounds.
It was torn and bleeding continuously. In the end, I don't know whether he died of pain or excessive bleeding.
Just when I felt my hands and feet were getting colder and my blood was flowing down the nails, there was a sound of breaking through the air, and a burning pain instantly shot through my chest. I bought a watch last year! Even the leather whip
Come on, is this the rhythm of sex? It was late, then fast, another whip came, this time it was slapped directly on the stomach.
Damn it! I couldn't bear the pain any more. I struggled with all my strength and was poked again by the nails on my hands and legs. I thought that the wound must have been bruised and bloody by now.
Ling Kong laughed twice and said: "Are you thinking about how much hatred we have that I want to treat you so favorably? Boy, you are always smart and think you can come and go without a trace? You don't
If you take me seriously, you are destined to end up like this! I can tell you, you will die here today, for no other reason than because you are so similar to that person!"
I used all my strength to squeeze out one word from my throat: "Who?"
"Who? You want to know too? Well, I'll tell you so that you don't die without understanding. This man is the founder of the organization. In terms of wisdom, he is a myth. But, haha, he just can't die.
Understand, until he dies he won’t know who was in that cup of tea..."
Before I finished speaking, the whip hit me hard again, once, twice, and I couldn't even open my eyes. I could only lie quietly like this and endure the heartbreaking pain. Ling Kong was no longer
He was beating me, but he was beating that person who looked very similar to me. I really didn’t know how much hatred this person, who might have been his former superior, had against him.
"Son! How dare you call me son! You think I don't know that you killed my parents, and you still call me son!" Ling Kong yelled at the top of his lungs while beating me desperately.
"Lingkong, please calm down," Yang Ruihan said coldly from the side, "If we beat him to death, there would be no fun, right? Besides...that person, isn't he Yinlao's childhood sweetheart? Why are you..."
"I'm warning you!" Lingkong said fiercely to Yang Ruihan, "Don't mention that old immortal, I've had enough of her anger! Go and turn that handle!"
As soon as I heard this, I knew that the most painful moment was finally coming. As long as the windlass at the end of the bed turned, my joints would be dislocated and my muscles would be torn apart by the nails like wolf teeth.
There was a continuous clicking sound, which was the sound of the wheel getting stuck on the rivet pin after it was turned. The rope was gradually tightened until it was straightened, and then the nail began to pull at the wound. The heartbreaking pain made me want to involuntarily
I tried to twist, even just a little bit, but I couldn't move even half an inch. This feeling was really scratching my head and my heart, and it was very painful.
Soon, the wound had torn from a small hole to an umbrella shape, and my joints gradually felt tension, especially my shoulders, elbows, and knees. However, Ling Kong was not satisfied at all, and said to Yang Ruihan:
"Go, go to the guard room next to the gate and put on your iron-toed shoes."
Yang Ruihan walked downstairs without saying a word. "There is also an electric baton," Ling Kong said, "Bring it up too. Today I will let this kid know what the benefits of playing with me are."
When I heard about those iron-toed shoes, I felt extremely sick. Because the last time I came to this iron prison for the first time, I had seen these iron-toed shoes. At that time, I pointed at the shoes and glanced at Ji Chunhua. He didn't
He answered, just pointing to his crotch with his finger. Presumably these iron-toed shoes are specially designed for breaking eggs.
Ling Kong is really vicious. Now as the effect of tubocurarine becomes more and more obvious, my pain nerves are gradually losing their function. However, there is one part of a man's body that will never lose pain sensation no matter what, and
As long as you exert a little force on this part, it will cause heart-breaking pain; if the force is too great and the pain is too strong, it is common for people to die from the pain.
"Come on, don't be idle. I'll disinfect you while we wait for the show." Ling Kong said this, and I felt a stream of water pouring down my left arm, going straight to the wound. This is salt water!
The burning pain rushed to my brain without hesitation. It was so painful that I just wanted to scream, but my relaxed vocal cords could not make a sound. Only my Adam's apple moved slightly reluctantly. At this time, there was only one sentence left in my mind.
: "Kill me! Give me a quickie!"
Lingkong smiled ferociously while watering the water. I knew that the pain, which might be a hundred times or a thousand times greater than now, was still waiting for me.
Yang Ruihan had already changed her shoes and walked back. As soon as I heard the footsteps, I unconsciously wanted to clamp my thighs to protect the most vulnerable part. But no matter how hard I tried, my thighs never moved...
Before my balls were kicked, I could already feel throbbing pain. The intense fear in my heart made me feel like I was falling into a dark and lightless abyss, and I would never be able to stand up...