Chapter 216 Liniang's Revenge (4)
Brother Liu felt a chill in his lower body as his pants were roughly torn open. Immediately afterward came a piercing pain, several times more intense than when he was doused with salt water or whipped.
His vision went black, and he almost fainted, but the excruciating pain instantly brought him back to his senses.
All the muscles in his body were tense and twitching from the extreme pain, and he couldn't even let out a scream.
After dealing with Brother Liu, the servant turned to Brother Liu Er with a blank expression.
Seeing his elder brother curled up on the rack, convulsing in agony, Liu Erge was terrified out of his wits. He didn't even have the strength to cry out. He could only stare wide-eyed, helplessly watching his manhood slip away from him.
The dungeon was instantly enveloped in a thick stench of blood, turning it into a bloody slaughterhouse.
Looking at this scene, Cui Dalang felt a sense of relief. Fortunately, he had only lost a piece of flesh from his thigh, but his genitals were still intact.
But the next moment, Liu Liniang's devilish voice rang out.
"There's no need to keep his either; keeping him will only cause trouble."
Cui Dalang's face froze instantly. Before he could even beg for mercy, his proud root was gone.
Immediately, a chorus of painful groans filled the entire dungeon.
After the three men's "things" had been cut off, Liu Liniang glanced at the bloody filth with disgust and said coldly, "Feed them, make them eat it!"
Following Liu Liniang's instructions, the servants removed the three people from the rack.
The men, having lost their support, collapsed to the ground like rag dolls, blood still gushing from the wounds between their legs.
They huddled together, only able to utter weak and pitiful groans.
Dark red blood spread across the cold floor tiles, thickly flowing onto the ground and pooling into a nauseating puddle.
At this moment, the servant threw the three pieces of "flesh root" that were still stained with warm blood onto the bloody ground in front of the three people.
Liu Liniang approached and looked down at them.
"Eat up, you're worse than pigs and dogs, of course you can only eat things that are worse than pigs and dogs."
The three stared in horror at the three terrifyingly shaped, rod-like objects in front of them.
That thing they were so proud of as men now made their stomachs churn, and they wanted to avoid it at all costs.
Brother Liu trembled and shrank back, but this aggravated the wound between his legs, causing him to gasp in pain.
Liu Erge was so frightened that he trembled all over and looked at Liu Liniang with pleading eyes.
Cui Dalang kept his eyes tightly shut, not daring to look at the filth again.
He would rather have ten more pieces of flesh cut off than eat this thing.
Seeing that the three of them hadn't made a move, Liu Liniang's patience gradually ran out. "Looks like they're still not hungry enough."
She paused, as if she had thought of a "good idea," and a cruel smile curled at the corner of her mouth.
"How about this, whoever finishes eating first won't get beaten up today."
She deliberately dragged out her words, her gaze sweeping over the three people's pale faces.
"And the last one to finish eating... will have to cut off their own flesh and feed it to the other two, how about that?"
Upon hearing this, the three of them were shocked.
The first to break down was Brother Liu. He was already terrified by the torment he had endured for days, and now he was even more afraid of being the last one to be eaten and have his flesh cut off.
So he opened his mouth first, trembling, and bit the piece of meat closest to him, stuffing it into his mouth with his eyes closed.
The complex sensation of fishy, foul, and bloody odors exploded on the tip of the tongue, sending a wave of nausea straight to the head.
He didn't know whose it was among the three of them, but at that moment, fear had overwhelmed his nausea.
Thinking of the consequences of "finishing last," he chewed with difficulty, swallowing the food along with tears, snot, and blood from the corner of his mouth.
Upon seeing this, Brother Liu, disregarding the nausea churning in his chest, pounced over and began to tear at it.
He ate too quickly, and a piece of meat got stuck in his throat, causing him to cough violently and his face to turn bright red.
But he held onto the piece of meat tightly, not daring to spit it out at all.
Cui Dalang watched the two men's frenzied state and made a last-ditch effort.
Making him eat that stuff is worse than letting him die.
But Liu Liniang's gaze was already fixed on him, her eyes seeming to say that if he dared not eat, he would be in for a lot more trouble.
He was scared, he was really scared...
He didn't want to die...
He opened his mouth tremblingly and bit into the last sticky piece of meat.
I had only chewed a couple of bites when my stomach started churning.
Cui Dalang couldn't hold it in any longer and vomited with a "whoosh," making a mess all over the ground.
But he dared not stop, afraid of being the last one, so he immediately swallowed the meat he had vomited back down, still covered in the filth on the ground.
The three of them, like starving wild dogs, lay on the ground amidst the blood and grime, frantically fighting and swallowing.
They had completely lost their former human form, leaving only the most primal survival instincts.
Liu Liniang stood aside, watching this absurd and disgusting scene with a blank expression.
Only after everyone had finished eating everything in front of them did she slowly raise her hand and gently pat it, saying, "Not bad."
"Since you are all so obedient, I can't show favoritism to any of you..."
She turned to the servants waiting beside her and ordered, "Then take turns cutting three pieces off their bodies each day and feed them one piece each, as much as they want."
Looking at everything before him, Cui Dalang felt his scalp tingle and his whole body turn ice cold.
He had no idea that his wife, who usually tolerated his every whim and never fought back or argued with him, was actually such a terrible devil!
At that moment, he suddenly didn't want to live a life of ignominy and wished he could die immediately, rather than endure the endless torment that would follow day and night.
But he no longer had the strength to bite his tongue and commit suicide. He could only watch helplessly as Liu Liniang slowly straightened her clothes, stood up, and prepared to leave.
Before leaving, Liu Liniang turned back and instructed the servants, "Call the doctor to apply medicine to them, but don't kill them. I haven't had enough fun yet."
After saying that, her gaze fell on the group of people. "Your good days are yet to come. We... will fight to the death!"
Seeing the tears of despair streaming from their eyes, Liu Liniang smiled with satisfaction and turned to leave.
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