Chapter 437: The Highest Level of Punishment



Chapter 437 The Highest Level of Punishment

Wanqi Yihai's request for her was half successful from the moment he went home with her.

Fate is so coincidental and so subtle.

Gu Jin nodded to Wanqi Yihai, who immediately smiled.

He immediately asked the monk behind him to pull the butcher out of the pile of bricks.

At this time, the butcher was covered in blood, with a bruised face and nose, and there was not a single spot on his body that was intact.

Wanqi Yihai said calmly: "Throw the person into the car."

"Yes, Sixth Master."

Wanqi Yihai walked up to Gu Jiajie, put his arm around his shoulders, and treated him in a very intimate manner, calling him a brother.

He also acted like a veteran: "Brother, let me tell you, killing people is the easiest thing in this world, but it's too easy for them.

If you want to punish someone, you have to make him live a life worse than death, and let him experience all the pain in the world. Physical and mental torture is the highest level of punishment for a person."

Gu Jiajie seemed to understand, but he didn't quite understand, so he asked directly, "Where are you taking him?"

"Of course, that's where he should be. Do you know what the men in the cell value most?"

In front of Gu Jiajie's confused eyes, Wanqi Yihai reached out and touched his buttocks: "Here, that grandson goes in and enjoys some physical torture first. He can't escape. Just rest assured, he will live in hell for the rest of his life."

After having his butt touched, Gu Jiajie quickly shook off Wanqi Yihai's arm that was around his shoulders and stepped back one meter.

Wanqi Yihai didn't care. He looked at Gu Jin with a smile on his face, as if asking for praise.

Gu Jin, who witnessed how he took advantage of his cousin, twitched his lips.

He turned around and walked towards the room, thinking out of sight, out of mind.

Inside the room, Gu Minmin was sitting on the bed, still crying softly.

Gu Jin folded his arms across his chest, standing at the door and looking at her.

There were obvious slap marks on the other person's face, and purple marks on his neck and arms, which were very glaring no matter how you looked at them.

Gu Minmin looked up, and a tearful face appeared in Gu Jin's eyes.

Gu Jin was quite moved by her aggrieved expression.

Thinking of his uncle and aunt's stagnant and backward thinking, Gu Jin had an idea in his mind.

She raised her foot and walked towards Gu Minmin.

Standing in front of her, gently stroking her hair, he asked, "Minmin, do you want to leave Qingshan Village, leave the county town, and go to Wanhai to go to school?"

The crying paused for a moment, Gu Minmin looked up and said in a low voice: "Can I?"

"You can go out and see the world as long as you want. When you look back after seeing more, what is happening now will not be so sad."

Gu Minmin looked confused, as if she didn't understand.

She was indeed sad, but she also felt that there was something very heavy in Gu Jin's words, which made her uneasy.

However, when she thought about going to Wanhai City, her heart was filled with anticipation.

Gu Minmin nodded vigorously: "I want to!"

"good--"

Gu Jin comforted the little girl with a few words, then turned and left the room.

She came to the living room, where Old Man Gu was smoking silently, Wanqi Yihai was sitting at the table, and two monks were standing behind him.

No one knows where my uncle, aunt, and cousin Gu Jiajie have gone.

Old Master Gu looked up, and his eyes, which seemed cloudy but were actually wise, stared straight at Gu Jin.

"Jin girl——"

"grandfather."

Gu Jin walked towards the old man, looking very well-behaved, without any of the ferocity that had shown him earlier when he kicked the butcher away.

The old man stared at Gu Jin and lowered his voice: "Sit down and listen to me tell you about the past."

(End of this chapter)

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