"Please, please let me go, I've really tried my best..."
"I don't want something like this to happen."
"Please...please..."
The middle-aged man in boxers begged.
Under the dim light, you can see that he is extremely miserable.
His body was bruised and purple, his head was swollen into a pig's head, blood was coming from his mouth and nose, and his two eyes turned into panda eyes.
The worst thing is the fingers!
The nails on the index finger, middle finger and ring finger of the right hand were all forcefully pulled out, leaving only a little bit of flesh attached.
As the saying goes, "ten fingers connect the heart", such pain is simply beyond the imagination of ordinary people.
Even professionally trained personnel, even warriors, would find it unbearable to be subjected to such torture.
What's more, the middle-aged man is just an ordinary genetics expert.
He is a scholar.
My usual work is to read books, read newspapers, write papers, and post blogs...
No one has ever suffered such a terrible punishment.
During the torture process, he had fallen into coma several times, but every time he fell into coma, a bucket of ice water would be poured on his head to force him to wake up, allowing him to undergo torture while remaining conscious.
Around the middle-aged man, there were several tall and burly figures standing.
Under the dim light, those figures looked very eerie and terrifying, exuding an extremely strong and sturdy aura.
In their hands, they held various instruments of torture.
There are vise, electric shock stick, chili oil, alcohol, whip, etc...
It was these people who greeted the middle-aged man well just now and made him feel warm.
"Tap tap tap tap!"
Footsteps sounded.
Take your time.
Every step is very steady and powerful, and it becomes clearer and closer.
"Zhao Cheng, when you first collected the money, how did you guarantee it?"
"Now that things have gone wrong, you want to get over it by saying you did your best. Do you think it's possible?"
"The big boss gave you 20 million to do this, manage it from top to bottom, and unite with peers in the industry."
"Do I trust you enough?"
A shirtless, tall and bald man stepped out of the shadows.
The muscle lines on his body are extremely visually impactful. The bronze skin and rock-like muscles, when paired together, represent unimaginable terrifying explosive power and lethality!
On his chest is a tattoo of a tiger descending from the mountain, ferocious and domineering.
Under the illumination of the overhead lights, the light and dark on the bald face changed, making his already fleshy face look even more ferocious and terrifying, exuding an extremely cold and violent aura.
The bald man looked at the middle-aged man with cold eyes, and slowly spoke, his voice echoing in the room:
"What's the result?"
"You messed up the matter. Not only did Liying No. 1 suffer no losses, but it took advantage of this opportunity to gain even more momentum!"
"The big boss is very unhappy, and I am also very unhappy, so you will have to suffer a little."
Zhao Cheng!
This middle-aged man was the genetic expert who first published articles questioning Liying No. 1 and attacking Crescent Company, Zhao Cheng!
He took other people's money to do it and screwed up.
The people behind were very unhappy.
Zhao Cheng became a punching bag.
Even though Zhao Cheng is fixated on the title of genetics expert, he has a very glamorous identity, and his social status and popularity are also very high, but compared with the people behind the scenes, he is no better than an ant.
They're all just little people.
Zhao Cheng looked at the bald man in front of him in horror, his eyes trembling.
Obviously, Zhao Cheng knew how ruthless this person was.
Extremely frightened, body and soul were shaking.
"Master Hu, Master Hu, you know me, you know I don't dare to fool the big boss."
"I really tried my best..."
Zhao Cheng lay on the ground, stretched out his hand hard, and grabbed the bald man's shoes.
"Bang!"
Mr. Tiger suddenly raised his leg and kicked Zhao Cheng upside down.
"Zhao Cheng, don't fucking tell me so much!"
"I only look at the results, and the big boss only looks at the results! It's useless for you to tell me so much. I only know that you messed things up."
"The big boss is very unhappy. Not to mention you, I don't even have enough juice to drink."
Master Hu's face was full of irritation.
He is the overlord of the underground world in Qingcheng.
Although Qingcheng is not as good as super cities such as Longcheng, Donghai City, and Imperial Capital, it is definitely one of the best in the northwest region.
Mr. Hu, whose original name is Wang Hu, is a well-deserved king in the underground world of Qingcheng. He is an absolute top existence. He is unparalleled in this city and is extremely majestic.
But now, just because Zhao Cheng failed to complete the tasks assigned by the big boss, not only Zhao Cheng will be sanctioned, but even he, the middleman, will also have to take the blame.
Wang Hu can no longer even stay in Qingcheng.
The big boss told him to leave China, otherwise he would not be able to see the sun tomorrow.
Wang Hu has already bought a ticket for the early morning and is going to Sava with his wife, children and children.
But before leaving, you have to greet Zhao Cheng properly.
Otherwise, this tone really cannot come out.
Zhao Cheng felt the murderous intention, his eyelids twitched, he quickly got up and tremblingly said: "Master Hu, please let me go. I have an eighty-year-old mother and a three-year-old child. If I die, they will
What should I do?”
Wang Hu grinned and said: "Zhao Cheng, don't worry, I will support your wife, and I will also support your daughter."
"Whoosh!"
Zhao Cheng suddenly raised his head and looked at Wang Hu, "You, what did you say?"
Wang Hu bent down slightly, facing Zhao Cheng in an extremely oppressive posture, and said slowly: "I have the ambition of Meng De."
"You bastard! I'll kill you!!!"
Zhao Cheng understood instantly, roared, jumped up and rushed towards Wang Hu.
But he had been tortured to the point of being reduced to human form. Even in his prime, he could not compare with Wang Hu who had fought in the underground world.
Zhao Chenggang rushed forward.
"Bang!"
There was a muffled sound.
Zhao Cheng flew out upside down at a faster speed.
"ah!!!"
Zhao Cheng roared and immediately stood up.
But before he could get up, he was stepped on by a 44-yard foot in the face and fell heavily to the ground.
There was a lot of dirt in my mouth.
"Woo! Woo hoo!"
Zhao Cheng was filled with grief and anger, struggling hard and roaring.
Wang Hu knelt down, patted his face, and said: "Zhao Cheng, do you know, you are like a maggot now! A maggot crawling hard in the pit!"
"You live in such pain, killing you will be a relief for you!"
"I'll help you for free, you don't have to thank me too much."
After speaking, Wang Hu stretched out his hand to the side.
A man immediately stepped forward, holding a dagger in both hands and respectfully placed it in Wang Hu's hand.
The dagger was extremely sharp, and its snow-white blade reflected wisps of cold light under the light.
Wang Hu held the dagger and gestured twice. The blade of the dagger cut through the air, making a slight sound.
His eyes turned cold, and murderous intent burst out in his eyes.
He held the knife and stabbed Zhao Cheng hard in the back of the heart.
It's getting late. After Zhao Cheng is dealt with, it's time to head to the airport.
But just then.
An invisible force suddenly rushed over.
"collapse!"
"Click!"
The voice sounded.
Wang Hu only felt a huge force suddenly hit him, his wrist suffered a sharp pain, and he jerked outwards completely uncontrollably.
The tiger's mouth immediately burst open.
The dagger flew directly out.
"laugh!"
The bastard who had just handed the dagger to Wang Hu fell limply to the ground, clutching his stomach.
Blood flowed from between the fingers.
"Damn it! Someone is coming, brothers, copy the guy!"
Wang Hu randomly wiped his bare head with his blood-covered palms and roared with an angry look on his face.