The fingernails were forcibly separated from the flesh by the force of the pliers.
A piercing pain deeply gnawed at Mu Chenggong's nerves.
The pain was so intense that Mu Chenggong's entire body was trembling.
Crimson blood dripped from his fingertips onto the floor.
The distinct ticking sound seemed particularly eerie in the private room.
It's like a ghost pounding on your heart, it's terrifying.
Mu Yan had never seen such a horrific scene before. Seeing her own father's fingers mangled and bloody, she turned pale with fright.
"ah--"
She screamed incoherently.
Just by having a fingernail removed, Mu Chenggong was already sweating profusely from the pain, feeling like he was in unbearable agony.
He was in so much pain that he had no strength left.
The pliers in his hand clattered to the ground.
The classmates present, along with Gao Qi and Qi An, were all terrified by Mu Chenggong's miserable state and dared not utter a sound.
What they saw today will be unforgettable.
If they had known it would turn out this way, why did they even bother to provoke them?
Those classmates are now filled with regret.
But there's no going back in this world.
They had already joined Yao Muxue and the others in verbally abusing Tang Xingmi.
There's no going back now.
In the current situation, we can neither leave nor fight them.
They have no idea what terrible things await them next.
Zhou Yao shuddered when she saw Mu Chenggong's appearance.
Just looking at it from afar, you can imagine how painful it must be.
Song Zhirang and his bodyguards were already used to these things.
Seeing the bloody scene before me, I didn't feel anything.
After all, they had been working for Fu Xiaohan for so many years.
They've seen it all.
I'm already used to it.
These are just child's play.
The real cruelty is far more terrifying than this.
This is just an appetizer.
The main course was still waiting for them.
Song Zhirang did not continue the conversation after seeing Mu Chenggong.
Looking quite displeased, he said, "It seems Mr. Mu isn't being sincere enough."
"I, I..."
Mu Chenggong was in so much pain that he couldn't speak clearly.
He added, "In that case, don't blame me for breaking my promise, Boss Mu."
Song Zhirang waved and called over two bodyguards, "Help Boss Mu pull out the remaining nine fingernails and give them to Miss Mu as a gift."
"yes."
Upon hearing this, Mu Chenggong instinctively shrank back in fright.
They are terrifying!
That's absolutely terrifying!
They are not human, they are not human at all, they are ghosts, they are Yama, the King of Hell!
No matter how he tried to back away, the bodyguard quickly stepped forward and grabbed Mu Chenggong.
They pinned him to the ground.
Mu Chenggong was unable to move.
Another person bent down and picked up the blood-stained pliers that had fallen to the ground.
Mu Chenggong's eyes widened, and he shook his head in terror, "No, no, no, no... Ah—" followed by a scream.
"Ahhhhhh—ahhhhhh—"
Then came a series of heart-wrenching screams that echoed throughout the private room.
The stench of blood filled the air, making it suffocating.
The two bodyguards were very serious about their work, and in no time at all.
Mu Chenggong removed the remaining nine fingernails one by one.
The wailing and howling terrified everyone in the private room.
Mu Chenggong's hands were bleeding profusely; the scene was simply unbearable to watch.
Ultimately, she couldn't hold on and fainted.
Including the piece that Mu Chenggong plucked himself, there were ten pieces in total. The bodyguard kindly tossed them to Mu Yan's feet.
Song Zhirang asked, "Miss Mu, do you like this gift?"
When Mu Yan saw the blood-soaked fingernails, she was so frightened that she curled up in fear, trembling uncontrollably. She covered her head with her hands and burst into tears.
This is so boring. It's enough to scare someone to tears.
Song Zhirang squatted down next to Mu Yan and asked, "Miss Mu, are you scared?"
"Don't be afraid, it'll be your turn soon." Song Zhirang smiled wickedly.
Seeing Song Zhirang's state, Mu Yan was even more terrified, and she didn't know what to do.
What can be done if her father can't save her?
She cried and begged Song Zhirang, "Please let me go, please, please." As she spoke, she kowtowed to him.
They looked so pitiful.
Song Zhirang showed her no pity.
It's because she offended someone she shouldn't have.
I can only say two words to her: She deserved it!
Song Zhirang said to the bodyguard, "Take Boss Mu aside."
"Yes." The two bodyguards dragged the unconscious Mu Chenggong to the other side to make room for Mu Yan.
Seeing her father being dragged away, Mu Yan became even more terrified.
Song Zhirang smiled and asked, "Does Miss Mu like spicy food?"
Mu Yan didn't react for a moment.
Tears streamed down her face.
She looked up at Song Zhirang blankly and shook her head.
She doesn't like spicy food.
I've never liked spicy food since I was a child.
You could even say that they absolutely hate chili peppers.
Just like some people don't like to eat raw ginger.
She was very resistant.
But why did he ask her that?
What exactly did he mean?
Mu Yan had no idea what Song Zhirang was thinking.
She had a vague feeling that something terrible was about to happen.
That unease and fear grew infinitely in her heart.
Song Zhirang seemed very satisfied with Mu Yan's answer.
He smiled and said, "It's perfectly fine if you don't like it."
The next second, "Go, get a bottle of chili sauce, let Miss Mu try it."
Song Zhirang gave orders to the bodyguards behind him.
Mu Yan shook her head, crying and shouting, "No, no, I don't want to eat."
Faced with the delicate girl, her pitiful appearance as she cried and begged him for mercy, Song Zhirang did not soften his heart.
How could he be lenient with those who were blind and offended the president and his wife?
He must treat him well!
Song Zhirang continued, "Oh, Miss Mu, don't be shy. Chili peppers are delicious. Please have a taste."
One of the bodyguards obeyed the order, walked to the table, and picked up a bottle of chili sauce.
He went up to Song Zhirang and handed it to him.
"Miss Mu, if you don't eat, you might lose your beautiful hands."
Song Zhirang stuffed the chili sauce into Mu Yan's hand.
Mu Yan kept crying.
I don't want to eat it.
Song Zhirang's patience ran out. "Miss Mu, you want us to help you, right? No problem." He said to the bodyguards, "Come on, brothers, help Miss Mu."
Two bodyguards stepped forward.
He opened the chili sauce lid and looked at Mu Yan, who was still crying, showing no pity for her.
One of them pried open Mu Yan's tightly closed mouth.
Tell her to turn her head upwards.
Mu Yan tried to break free, but couldn't.
He was rewarded with a hard slap from the bodyguard.
It hit Mu Yan's face.
Another bodyguard poured the chili sauce directly into Mu Yan's mouth.
Song Zhirang said, "One bottle of chili sauce is not enough. Go and prepare a few more bottles for Miss Mu."
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