Chapter 508: Be patient, I will kill you as soon as possible
at this time.
In the basement of the Devil's Bar.
There were no more screams of pain, only weak gasps and hoarse roars.
On the ground.
The place was already filled with minced meat the size of a Pulse bottle cap, as well as blood diluted with hydrogen peroxide, making the bloody smell, which had not yet dissipated, even stronger by several times.
The most important thing is...the three professional killers who were so arrogant just now now have only fear and despair in their eyes, and seem to be a little numb.
He took out a handkerchief and gently wiped the blood stains on the meat cleaver.
Su Ming looked at the dancer in front of him who was gasping for breath and seemed to be in so much pain... that he didn't have the strength to continue screaming and howling. A gentle smile appeared on his face, and he spoke slowly.
"That's fair."
"Now it can be considered fair."
"I'm just a little unsure whether you are satisfied with my punishment of slow slicing. I think... it should be pretty good, right?"
Hearing these words that sounded like a demon.
The dancer, who was already extremely weak, also weakly used his head to support the pillar, stared at Su Ming with numb eyes, and pleaded hoarsely.
"Kill...Kill me, please."
"Stop...stop torturing me. Stop torturing me."
For the dancer's plea for mercy.
Su Ming did not show any emotion at all. Instead, he showed a look of disdain and continued.
"good."
"Since you, as such a famous torture master, are so satisfied with my methods, let's play some other games now."
Speaking of this.
Su Ming suddenly stood up, took down the camera that was originally mounted on the back, held it in his hand and carefully filmed the three weak people, especially the wound on their arm.
After the shooting.
Su Ming came in front of the dancer again, holding up the camera in his hand, and smiled like a devil.
"alright."
"Now that there are cameras recording it, we are helping to do things fairly, so I have to tell you the rules."
"Next, I'll give you one more chance."
"The second round of punishment has begun. But if anyone can reveal any information about the King, the Poker Organization, or your assassin team, I will let him skip the second round of Ling Chi."
"That's twenty dollars less of pain. I think... this game is very advantageous to you, but you have to grasp it well."
"For the sake of fairness, let the dancers start first this time."
"I'll give you three seconds. If you don't tell me something that satisfies me within three seconds, this rare opportunity will slip away."
"three!"
"two......"
When Su Ming hadn't even finished his second to last sentence.
The dancer, who was already extremely weak, spoke hoarsely without any hesitation when faced with this special choice.
"Rennie!"
"The King's real name is Reni!!!"
The words fell.
Su Ming raised his eyebrows slightly, then shrugged as if a little disappointed, pointed the camera at the dancer, and said regretfully.
"Oh, what a shame."
"Dancer, I thought... you would give me a chance to start a second round, but it seems... you still seized this rare opportunity."
"However, I am not very satisfied with this information. Next time, please provide something more valuable."
After saying.
Su Ming came in front of the python, pointed the camera at him, and continued.
"Hey, Bro."
"Don't keep pretending to be dead. It's your turn now. Remember, you only have three seconds."
Seeing Su Ming leaving from his presence.
The dancer couldn't help but feel relieved. He really didn't want to endure that kind of painful punishment again.
Even though he knew he was going to die this time.
But if you can suffer less, it is undoubtedly something worth striving for.
The most important thing is...it seems that there is no need to continue concealing information about the king.
Su Ming looked at the python, which was equally weak and hanging by adrenaline and glucose, and was about to start the three-second countdown.
The python, which had previously been able to endure the most pain, had a ferocious expression on its face, stared at Su Ming with wide eyes, and roared loudly, as if using up all its strength.
"You bastard."
"Or just kill me. You'll never get any information from me. I'm definitely not a useless spineless person like the dancer."
Roar and roar at the python.
Su Ming shrugged nonchalantly, put down the camera in his hand, took out the meat cleaver again and started sharpening it, saying meaningfully.
"Very good, Bro."
"You are very brave. It seems that you want to experience the second round of Ling Chi. I will satisfy you. I will definitely do my best to satisfy you 100%."
Speaking of this.
Su Ming stopped talking, pointed the meat cleaver at the python's face, and continued without any emotion.
"But I have to give you a heads up this time."
"In order to make you feel it more deeply, I decided... I will put ten knives on your face this time, and the other ten knives will be placed on the original wound on your arm."
"What do you think?"
Without even waiting for the python to answer.
Su Ming simply pressed down on his head, aimed the meat cleaver at his cheekbone, and pressed down hard to create a wound the size of a Pulse bottle cap.
“Ugh—Ah—Ah—”
As soon as it dug a hole, the python began to howl in pain.
The face has more nerves, and the pain of having a hole dug directly into it is obviously several times more intense than that in the arm.
I watched the python's miserable condition out of the corner of my eye.
The dancer felt his throat tighten and dry, and the fear in his heart filled his eyes.
He didn't know... who was this man next to him, and why could he do such a thing without any emotion or expression? There is absolutely no difference between him and the devil.
The python's choice to continue keeping the secret has been equated with stupidity in the dancer's mind. In such a desperate and powerless situation, it still feels the need to conceal information and secrets.
But at the same time, the dancer was secretly glad that he did not choose to conceal the information.
Three minutes later.
With the second round of lingchi ending.
Five blood holes the size of bottle caps appeared on the python's face, making it look particularly hideous and terrifying.
But Su Ming used his superb skills to avoid important blood vessels, and the effect of hydrogen peroxide also temporarily stopped the bleeding, so that the python only felt full of pain but did not die.
After the second round of torture on the python.
Su Ming didn't even look at the python...which seemed to be on its last breath. Instead, he came to the skunk with the camera, raised his head and smiled.
"Bro."
"Now it's your turn."
"Just like the previous two people, you have three seconds to think. Choose to make five holes in your face, or... tell me the information that is no longer important."
The skunk had just heard the python's wailing, and the tragic sight of the five bloody holes on its face made it feel terrified and numb.
But the difference between the dancer is that...he and the python were once Rainey's comrades-in-arms and could trust each other with peace of mind.
And if it weren't for Rennie, he and Python would have died in the chaotic battlefield in the Middle East a few years ago and would have no chance of surviving until now.
"three!"
"two!!"
"one!!!"
Just as the skunk was hesitating, Su Ming's countdown ended.
The skunk, who was originally entangled, heard the countdown was over, and the miserable situation of the python suddenly appeared in his mind. He didn't care about anything else and spoke quickly.
"My code name is Skunk, his code name is Python, and we were both mercenary comrades of the King in the Middle East."
Looking at the skunk's anxious and flustered words.
Su Ming narrowed his eyes, then shook his head with some regret and sighed.
"A skunk, huh?"
"What a shame, Skunk. What a shame."
"I said, three seconds. You only have three precious seconds."
"Do you know what you were hesitating about just now? Because of your worthless hesitation, even if you reveal the information now, you will still have to endure the second round of torture."
"Hey, bear with it for a while, I'll try to be quick."
After saying.
Su Ming pressed the meat cleaver to the skunk's face without hesitation. The desperate scream instantly filled the basement of the Devil's Bar...
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