Chapter 302 I’m Afraid You’ll Feel Inferior After Reading This

"Ning Fengsheng won't fall in love with a dog!"

"Want to give it a try..." Nanchuan Yexiao grinned, "She's too inexperienced. You're the only man she's had in her life, so there's no comparison. Wait until she gets a taste of me and finds out I'm better than you, and how good I am..."

The corners of Moss's mouth twitched. The second master really knew how to step on the young master's taboos.

He really steps on every minefield he finds. He's simply risking his life!

Nanchuan Shijue's eyes suddenly turned bloodshot, and he even wanted to kill someone.

Taste him? This owl-dog really dares to think...

"Did you touch her?" asked Nanchuan Shijue in a frightened voice.

“…”

"Bitch, I'm asking you if you touched Shengsheng--" Nanchuan Shijue grabbed the other's collar.

"Brother, what kind of touch do you mean? With your mouth, or your hands... or my big Xiaoxiao?" Nanchuan Yexiao smiled evilly.

"Fuck!" Nanchuan Shijue couldn't hold back any longer and punched the other person on the solar plexus.

Nanchuan Night Owl's body suddenly softened and he fainted completely, with only the iron chain still shaking slightly.

"Splash salt water on him to wake him up!!!" Nanchuan Shijue wiped his bloody hands with such an elegant movement that it seemed as if he was just brushing off dust.

Ice-cold salt water poured down from the top of his head, and Nanchuan Night Owl woke up with a violent cough.

The salt water soaked into the wound, and the pain felt like countless snakes and ants were gnawing at it.

"Owl Dog, you are inferior to me in every way. You have no self-awareness..."

"Oh? Brother, have you seen it?"

Nanchuan Shijue raised his eyebrows with a sinister look on his face. Moss bent down and pulled down Nanchuan Yexiao's pants...

Nanchuan Night Owl: “…”

Moss looked at it carefully for a while and breathed a sigh of relief: "Master, I feel relieved this time. I am really not as good as you."

Nanchuan Night Owl: “……!!!”

Nanchuan Shijue's expression became a little better - if he was not satisfied with the result, he would cut it off on the spot and make Nanchuan Yexiao a transvestite from then on!

"I don't believe it..." Nanchuan Night Owl sneered, "It's impossible. I'm recognized as... strong."

The corners of Moss's mouth twitched again. "Second Young Master, do you understand your current situation? You're almost dead, so stop talking nonsense... Tell me, Young Master, where is Miss Ning?"

"Brother, if you have the guts, take off your pants and compare them with me." Nanchuan Yexiao stared at someone's crotch.

Nanchuan Shijue wanted to poke his eyes out, and said in a terrifying voice: "I'm afraid you will feel inferior after seeing this."

"ha?"

Moss was completely impressed. The train of thought of these two people...

"Don't dare to compete?" Nanchuan Yexiao is very confident in himself.

"If the Second Young Master loses the competition, will you return Miss Ning to him?"

Nanchuan Night Owl: “…”

This time it was Nanchuan Shijue's turn to curl his lips and sneer: "Why are you silent? Have you lost your confidence?"

"Okay... go find a ruler." Nanchuan Night Owl paused, "But it's still lying there, so I can't tell its strength yet. Show me Shengsheng's picture, and it'll be able to raise its head."

Nanchuan Shijue immediately burst out with a string of swear words, grabbed Nanchuan Yexiao's collar and punched him several times.

Moss couldn't understand: This is terrible! Second Young Master... why do you have to provoke the Young Master...

"Shengsheng is my life. No one can touch her!" Nanchuan Shijue beat her and roared, "She is the woman you will never dream of having in your life!!"

"But brother... I've already touched it..."

"You want to die, I'll grant you that!" Nanchuan Shijue's blood pressure rose again -

He pressed the button on the wall, and suddenly several iron chains with barbs popped out from the iron wall and instantly pierced the limbs of Nanchuan Night Owl.

The barbs pierced deeply into the flesh, and blood flowed down the chain, dripping onto the ground and forming a pool of blood.

For the next three days, the cell became hell.

The young master ordered that no one was allowed to give the second young master food or drink. He saw that his breath was getting weaker and weaker, his cracked lips were covered with blood scabs, and his throat was so dry that it seemed like smoking.

Whenever the Nanchuan Night Owl was about to close its eyes due to blood loss and exhaustion, salt water would be poured on it on time.

Whips whipped and iron needles pierced.

On the morning of the fourth day, Nanchuan Night Owl was covered in wounds and was dying.

Nanchuan Spyker's leather shoes made a crisp sound as they stepped on the wet concrete floor.

The basement was filled with the smell of blood and rust...

"Still refusing to tell?" He lost all patience.

The bodyguard shook his head: "It seems the Second Young Master is dying."

Nanchuan Shijue walked to the rack. Nanchuan Yexiao was hung by chains with his arms. The face that had once captivated countless celebrities was now bloody, his right eye was swollen and could not be opened, and blood was constantly oozing from the corners of his mouth.

"Splash it on him to wake him up."

"We splashed it, and he can't wake up..."

"Keep pouring until he wakes up!"

Bucket after bucket of salt and ice water poured down...

The Nanchuan Night Owl made no movement.

The bodyguard reached out to check his breath, but found that he was not breathing: "Master... he, he is not breathing anymore."

"Wake up, damn it—you haven't told me where Shengsheng is, Xiaogou—"

When Nanchuan Shijue's leather shoes stopped in front of him and he reached out to feel his breath——

Nanchuan Night Owl suddenly opened his eyes, opened his mouth and bit his finger fiercely...

The man used so much force that he wanted to bite off Nanchuan Shijue's fingers!

Fortunately, the bodyguard reacted in time and punched him, saving the young master's finger...

Nanchuan Shijue looked at the fierce teeth marks on his index finger, which were bleeding and deep enough to see the bone.

If it was any later, I'm afraid this finger would have been bitten off.

"Master, are you okay..." Moss took out a clean handkerchief and carefully wrapped the master's bleeding finger.

Nanchuan Night Owl tasted the blood and could even manage a weak laugh: "...Brother, you lost."

“…”

"You're afraid I'll die... Because if I die, you'll never find Shengsheng again..."

"Second Young Master, why are you doing this?!"

"Punishment..." He raised his head with difficulty, and a trace of mockery flashed in his only remaining left eye when he saw Nanchuan Shijue, "You failed to protect... Shengsheng... I will punish you... You will never... find her..."

"Do you really want to die?!" Nanchuan Shijue's eyes suddenly became sinister.

He picked up the red-hot iron and pressed it on Nanchuan Night Owl's chest without hesitation.

"Ah--" The tearing scream echoed in the basement, and the smell of burning flesh was sickening.

"Where is Ning Fengsheng?" Nanchuan Shijue leaned close to Nanchuan Yexiao's bloody face. "This is your last chance."

Nanchuan Night Owl panted heavily and laughed provocatively: "Brother... kill me... do you think... you can get her by torturing me...?"

“…”

"Even if I die...I won't tell you..."

Nanchuan Shijue's pupils contracted and he punched Nanchuan Yexiao in the abdomen.

Nanchuan Night Owl spat out a mouthful of blood, his head drooped weakly, and he fainted again.

"Master!" Moss stopped him, "Second Young Master is on his last breath. If he continues like this, he'll really die!"

This owldog wouldn't be enough even if he died ten thousand times!

But he couldn't die until he found Shengsheng...