Hearing Chen Qiye's words, Huang Jiancheng and the driver looked at each other. They didn't want to say anything, they just wanted to leave here as soon as possible.
It seems like this place is about to become a Shura hell.
That's...
When the scarred man saw Huang Jiancheng's silhouette, he suddenly thought, this, this is at the Huang family?!
That person just now was the head of the Huang family?!
Thinking of this, the scarred man panicked!
He is not blind. Just now, the head of the Huang family was extremely respectful to the young man in front of him!
Even a little scared!
For Scar Man, a person like Huang Jiancheng is a rare big shot, but even for such a figure, to the young man in front of him... Thinking of this, Scar Man felt even more regretful.
If he had known this was the case, he would not have agreed even to death!
The change in expression on the scarred man's face was reflected in Chen Qiye's eyes, but he was not in a hurry, all this had just begun.
No explanation?
There are ways for you to explain!
"How do you feel?" Chen Qiye said with a flick of his finger.
The scarred man immediately felt that he could speak, and not only that, but his limbs could also move, but he was not happy at all, and even more frightened.
The young man in front of him had a smile on his face, but to him, it looked like the smile of the God of Death that reaps life.
"I never like to force others."
Chen Qiye took a step forward, and the lock on the door instantly fell apart. The door opened, but the scarred man inside had no intention of rushing out.
It's not safe even inside, but at least it gives him the illusion of safety.
Chen Qiye took another step forward, and the door opened automatically. He looked at the scarred man who was already curled up in the corner, with no sympathy in his eyes.
The scarred man was so frightened that he could no longer speak, and was dripping with cold sweat.
"You know what I hate the most?"
Chen Qiye seemed to be talking to the air.
"The thing I hate the most, no, the thing I hate the most, is that others put the people around me in danger. This is what I cannot tolerate the most."
"Even if it puts me in danger, the worst result is to kill him."
Hearing this, the scarred man's inner defenses collapsed several times.
"But if it's the people around me, then I will make his life worse than death."
"Have I ever said this to you?"
The scarred man nodded subconsciously for some reason, then shook his head crazily.
"It doesn't matter. You'll know what this feels like right away. It won't take long."
Chen Qiye's words made the scarred man feel like he was going crazy.
"Kill, kill me! Please kill me!"
Chen Qiye shook his head with a smile and said slowly: "Kill you? I said, I will make your life worse than death!"
After the words fell, Chen Qiye's expression became extremely cold!
He raised his hand and waved, and there was a sound of breaking wind in the air. Before the scarred man could react, a silver needle appeared on his left leg.
The silver needle penetrated, but the scarred man felt nothing.
He had even killed people, and suffered many injuries. For him, this pain was nothing more than scratching his itch.
But soon, he didn't think so much anymore.
Not long after the silver needle penetrated, he felt numbness in his thigh. Then, it felt like tens of thousands of ants were gnawing inside. That feeling made him want to scratch it.
"Don't scratch it. The more you scratch it, the more it will itch. Do you believe it?"
Chen Qiye's smile looked like a devil in the eyes of the scarred man.
After hearing Chen Qiye's words, the scarred man was too frightened to do anything, but the excruciating itch made him want to hit the wall.
"Don't worry, there's still more."
After Chen Qiye finished speaking, there was another sound that broke through the air.
This silver needle pierced the scarred man's right leg. Different from the left leg, the feeling coming from the right leg was like a fire, extremely hot.
The different extreme sensations in the left and right legs brought the scarred man to the verge of collapse, and his face was so grim and twisted in pain.
At this moment, he only had one thought, and that was: death!
"I, I said, whatever you want to know, I'll tell you everything!" The scarred man felt that, let alone asking him to explain, he could just die right now.
"Wait, it's not time yet." Chen Qiye shook his head.
"Boohoo!"
Three consecutive sounds pierced the air, this time it was three silver needles stabbing the scarred man's body together. The feeling...
Iceberg-like cold!
Bone breaking pain!
And the skin is about to swell and explode!
These three feelings, plus the previous two, made the scarred man numb and collapsed. He couldn't hold on any longer and slammed his head against the wall.
die!
I want to die!
However, how could Chen Qiye let the scarred man get his wish?
The moment the scarred man hit his head against the wall, he was stopped by Chen Qiye.
"Let, let me die! Please!" The scarred man begged bitterly.
Chen Qiye ignored it and just looked at the scarred man quietly.
"I, I say, I really say, whatever you want to know, I promise to tell you and I won't hide a word!" The scarred man burst into tears. This feeling really made him want to die.
Chen Qiye still didn't speak.
For half an hour, the scarred man screamed in pain until his voice became hoarse, but those feelings did not ease at all.
The scarred man felt like he was about to die.
The physical torture, as well as the mental torture, made him feel like he was about to die.
It's great that I'm finally going to die and I don't have to endure this torture anymore.
Just when the scarred man thought he was about to be freed, Chen Qiye fed him a black pill. He had no resistance at all and was already dying. What if it was more painful?
However, when he took the black pill, he found that the pain was reduced a bit!
Are you planning to let yourself go?
Facts have proved that Scar Man’s thinking was too simple.
The feeling of pain subsides a little and then remains unchanged. Although it has weakened, it is only a slight weakening and there is no relief.
Soon, the scarred man discovered that after taking the black pill, the pain was still painful, but he couldn't die.
Life is worse than death!
The man with the scar deeply felt that life was worse than death.
His voice was hoarse and he couldn't speak. He could only kneel on the ground and kowtow to Chen Qiye.
His head was bleeding, and he just begged Chen Qiye to let him go.
"I said, life is worse than death, now is not the time." Chen Qiye was not moved at all.
The scarred man couldn't say anything and kept kowtowing. It was impossible for him to die. Chen Qiye would stop him, so he could only plead like this.
Another half hour later, the scarred man's head and face were covered with blood, but compared to other pains in his body, this was nothing.
All he wants now is death.
"Do you really want to die?" Chen Qiye asked.
"Ahhh!" The scarred man was speechless, he could only shout like this, and then nodded wildly.
Chen Qiye looked at the scarred man, and after a while, he said slowly:
"Okay, I'll give you this chance."
Hearing these words, the scarred man burst into tears. (To be continued)