Stop Messing Around, Mr Bo! - Chapter 1177
Chapter 1177: Forced Marriage (42)
Bo Jinchuan’s four bullets had accurately pierced through the narrow gap of the cage, piercing the kneecaps of the two men.
Even though the two of them were still kneeling on the ground.
They almost fainted from the pain. The two of them panted heavily and forced themselves not to let out any more painful sounds.
Bo Jinchuan didn’t ask them again. Instead, he took off his suit jacket and said to Yu Song,
“It’s a little cold. Raise the temperature.”
Yu Song responded and turned to leave.
Yuan Sichun stared intently at the two people in the cage. She saw dried blood stains on their clothes.
Now, under their knees, bright red blood seeped through the fabric of their pants and flowed onto the ground.
Her lips were pale as she stood there quietly. Her appearance was the same, but her body couldn’t help but tremble.
Other than Yu Song, everyone in the room was puzzled.
This was because the temperature here was the standard indoor temperature.
Besides, if it was cold, why would Master take off his coat?
Ever since he had turned the temperature up, Bo Jinchuan had not said a word. He sat there quietly with his phone in his hand, looking at the emails in his mailbox indifferently. Occasionally, he would take out a document and mark it.
She actually started working.
The temperature in the room was rising and the guard’s face was drenched in sweat.
Yuan Sichun’s face started to turn red.
There was also a layer of sweat on her body, stinging the wounds on her body. It was as if countless ants were biting her body, wanting to rush into her body through the wounds.
The two men in the cage felt worse than her.
“Uh…”
“Ah…”
Painful moans could finally be heard. The sweat on their faces dripped onto the ground and mixed with the blood.
“Ah…”
“Yes…”
The moans of the two men became louder, but Bo Jinchuan turned a deaf ear to them. He continued to read the email in his hand without batting an eyelid.
The people in the room finally understood why Master had raised the temperature in the room.
In the case of a wound, the nature of the high temperature…was almost the same as why a corpse would rot at high temperatures.
It was a process that slowly tortured your nerves and endurance.
These two people were tough. They had been holding it in until now, but they refused to say a word.
Fortunately, she couldn’t hold it in anymore.
“Brother Bo…”
Yuan Sichun suddenly spoke. Yu Song looked up at her and couldn’t help but smile.
He had forgotten that the person in front of him was also injured.
Bo Jinchuan’s eyebrows finally twitched as he stared at the two men opposite him.
“You’re tired already?”
He raised his hand and picked another whip from the stand beside Yu Song before throwing it into a glass container filled with water.
She watched as the whip sank to the bottom.
“Try this.”
The corners of Yu Song’s lips twitched. He glanced at the neglected Yuan Sichun and smiled gloatingly.
She picked up the whip from the water and handed it to the guard.
The cage opened and Yuan Sichun watched as the guard with the whip raised it and whipped the two of them.
Crack! Crack!
“Ah!!”
“Ah!!”
The two of them screamed in pain. Yuan Sichun’s flushed face turned pale and she took a few steps back.
Her eyes were fixed on the two people who were being whipped in the cage. Her ears were filled with their painful screams.
All of a sudden, the twenty-three types of torture mentioned by Bo Jinchuan appeared in her mind: dismembering, beheading, skinning, dismembering…
Fear hit her heart like a surging wave.
“Ah! … Kill us! Kill us!”
Screams echoed in the spacious room. It was the roar of a malicious spirit.
Bo Jinchuan stood up slowly and picked up the gun he had been playing with. He strode to the cage and his gaze landed on the bright red blood flowing outside. His lips curled into a smile.
“You’d rather die than confess?”
One of the men sneered. “If you wanted to confess, you would have done so long ago! Why suffer now? Kill us! You won’t get any information from us!”
Bo Jinchuan sneered coldly and spat out a few words.
“Outlaws?”
The man gave a mocking smile.
She seemed to be mocking Bo Jinchuan for wasting his energy and effort.
Bo Jinchuan was also smiling coldly.
“How do you want to die?”
“I only want a quick death.”
Bo Jinchuan nodded and said, “Okay.”
The man was stunned. He didn’t expect Bo Jinchuan to agree so easily.
It took her a long time to react. Then, she smiled coldly and closed her eyes, looking as though she was facing death calmly.
Bo Jinchuan shifted his gaze to the man beside him. “What about you? Do you want a quick death too?”
“Yes! Kill me quickly!”
Bo Jinchuan nodded calmly and said, “I’ll allow you. But let’s deal with him first.”
The two men pursed their lips and didn’t argue about who would die first. In any case, both of them would die in the end!
Who cared about living a few more seconds?
“Yu Song, bring her here,” said Bo Jinchuan suddenly.
Yu Song left the room.
“What do you want now?!” The leader asked sternly.
Bo Jinchuan smiled and said, “Have you ever wondered why I didn’t interrogate you the moment I caught you? Why I let you live here peacefully for two days?”
“…”
“…”
The two of them stiffened slightly. Under normal circumstances, everyone would want to know what they wanted to know immediately, so they would naturally come over to interrogate them.
But they were only locked up here.
Now that they were suddenly mentioned, they did not understand the reason.
Bo Jinchuan’s calm smile was exceptionally cold. “Since you’re an outlaw, you should know that being overly cautious is a taboo. Do you think you’re worthy of being called an outlaw?”
“Hahaha… When did we become so indecisive?!”
Bo Jinchuan said nothing. Within two seconds, the door opened and closed.
Yu Song walked in with two people.
“Hu Zi!”
“Zhao Li!”
“… Mother…”
“Fangfang!”
The two people Yu Song brought in were a white-haired old lady and a young woman.
The expressions of the two people in the cage changed drastically.
When she reacted, she immediately struggled violently. There was a tearing sound in her throat.
