Chapter 113: Torturing People
I have a little more luck of my own.
This should be something to celebrate.
But Shen Wangshu was not very happy.
Even a little sad.
She wanted to find something to vent.
When Zheng Shaohui saw the reporter in the live broadcast room, he was scared to death at first, and then he quickly prepared his private jet.
He is about to set off.
Zheng Shaohui finally breathed a sigh of relief when he and his female companion boarded the plane.
The woman's slender fingers curled the hair on his belly: "Boss Zheng, I thought you really wanted me to get out, but I'm so sad."
Zheng Shaohui pushed his female companion away: "Don't bother me for now."
He was afraid that the reporter would come looking for him, and he couldn't be without a scapegoat.
Zheng Shaohui looked out the window. There were white clouds outside and it seemed like something was flying in the clouds.
The woman next to him suddenly shouted excitedly: "Mr. Zheng, is that a dragon? I saw a dragon."
Zheng Shaohui said angrily: "Shut up, you're making so much noise."
The female companion pouted and quickly picked up her cell phone, wanting to take a picture of the dragon in the clouds.
She felt that the video she shot would definitely go viral.
Just as she clicked the camera button, a hand with long, pale nails grabbed her phone.
A sinister voice rang in her ears: "You can't take pictures of the master."
She turned around quickly and saw a bloody ghost, grinning with teeth showing, smiling at her.
“Ahhhhhhhhh.”
Zheng Shaohui became even more impatient when he heard such a voice, and he turned around to look.
He saw a girl in school uniform, black-framed glasses and twin ponytails looking at him.
Zheng Shaohui gasped and pointed his finger: "You, you, who are you? Why are you on my private plane?"
The girl, who originally looked like a student, grinned, and her head instantly turned into a bloody mess.
Zheng Shaohui also screamed.
Screaming louder than his female companion.
It felt like something was pressing down on the window, blocking out all the light.
Zheng Shaohui caught a glimpse of the pitch-black scales outside the window. He was so scared that he jumped up and down, and his crotch was wet.
"Ghostland, open!"
A cold voice came from my ears.
The next second, the scene in front of Zheng Shaohui changed.
His hands and feet were tied up, and he was lying on the ground. There was a foul smell all around him, and maggots crawled into his nose.
He struggled and screamed, and as soon as he opened his mouth, maggots rushed in.
He felt a sharp pain in his stomach, as if it was being bitten and torn apart. He screamed in pain.
But I heard a very familiar voice.
"Mr. Zheng, my wife is still in the hospital waiting for surgery fees. Please give me some payment. The surgery has been delayed for a month. If we don't have the surgery now, we will miss the best treatment period."
How did he respond at that time?
oh.
He remembered.
He put his feet on the table and flicked the ash at the man kneeling on the ground.
He said, "It's not dead yet, so just wait another month. Besides, I don't have any money. The pigs you sold me were all sick, and they were all landfilled. I'm losing money, so how can I give you money?"
"But when I sold it to you, there was no swine fever."
The man was then dragged out.
His cries could be heard from far away.
It also seemed like the sound of his own crying.
It hurts so much.
Save me.
It hurts so much.
"Mr. Zheng, I sold you three batches of pigs. I still owe the feed supplier money. They're blocking me and threatening to go to my son's school. My son has excellent grades, and I don't want to affect his studies. Please settle the payment. I don't want to make a profit. Just give me the cost price, Mr. Zheng."
"I have no money, I really have no money. If you come and make trouble again, I will tell your son's school that his father sold sick pigs to others to eat. He has no conscience."
"You, you, I'm going to kill you."
He was a man who had a son in his old age, and he lifted the ashtray with difficulty.
Zheng Shaohui remembered that the man hit him on the head.
He was so angry that he didn't react.
The man had fallen in a pool of blood.
Zheng Shaohui smelled blood, his throat was choking, and he made a hoarse cry for help.
Then he felt dirt covering him.
It’s very serious, I have difficulty breathing, and I’m dying.
"Mr. Zheng, I have a whole family to support. All my money has been invested. Please pay me back some of the money I paid for the goods. I can't even afford my children's tuition."
"Mr. Zheng, my daughter is in poor health and needs dialysis. I have borrowed all I can. Please give me some payment for the goods. I don't want much. Can you give me the money for my daughter's dialysis first?"
"Zheng Shaohui, I asked you for payment for the goods but you didn't, yet you bought a private jet. I will kill you."
"Zheng Shaohui..."
"Mr. Zheng..."
Zheng Shaohui's eyes were red, his ears were filled with the voices of debt collectors, and his body was suffering from various ways of death.
This kind of pain that penetrated his soul made him feel like dying.
"I want to die, please let me die, please let me die."
That cold voice rang out, "Want to die? How can it be so easy? I will make you experience various ways of dying every day, every minute, even every second. Congratulations, you will live a long life."
vicious.
So vicious.
Zheng Shaohui never thought that one day living to be a hundred years old would not be a blessing but a curse.
He was in so much pain that he wished he could stab himself to death immediately to put an end to it all.
But his hand touched the knife, and the knife cut his wrist. The pain in his body, coupled with the suffocating feeling of being unable to breathe, he could feel the pain of the wound, but he could not see the wound.
"Ah, ah, ah, it hurts, it hurts so much, ah ah."
Zheng Shaohui wanted to knock himself out by banging his head, so he bumped into the corner of the table very hard.
However, there was only severe pain and stars in front of his eyes, but he did not faint.
He made a hoarse sound in his throat.
difficulty breathing
The body feels heavy as if it is being pressed down by many things;
My whole body seemed to be being eaten by some insects;
Whether I open my mouth or not, I can feel all kinds of bugs crawling into my throat;
There are also skin burns from cigarette butts;
Being hit on the head with an ashtray, etc.
All the things he had done to others were now coming back to him bit by bit.
The plane had just taken off ten minutes ago.
The tower asked the pilot to fly the plane back.
The moment the plane landed, the police arrested Zheng Shaohui, who was covered in cold sweat, trembling in pain, and desperately seeking death.
He was in so much pain that he couldn't utter a word.
But my mind was clearly aware of the suffocating death.
Unable to survive.
I can't die.
Tao Ke floated beside Shen Wangshu: "Master, are you feeling better?"
Shen Wangshu sat on the little snake. She had been outside the plane for too long.
She frowned and said, "I don't know if I'm in a good mood or not."
Tao Ke was about to say: Then let me tell you a joke.
The next second, Shen Wangshu sneezed loudly, and she covered her nose: “I only know that I’m going to catch a cold, and Mr. Gu is going to be in a bad mood.”
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