Chapter 508 Be patient, I will kill you as soon as possible

at this time.

In the basement of the Ghost Bar.

There were no more painful screams, only weak gasps and hoarse roars.

on the ground.

It was already filled with minced meat the size of a pulsating bottle cap and blood diluted with hydrogen peroxide, making the smell of blood that had not dissipated become several times stronger again.

The most important thing is...the three professional killers who were arrogant just now, now only have panic and despair in their eyes, as well as a look that seems to be a little numb.

He took out a handkerchief and gently wiped the blood on the meat cleaver.

Su Ming looked at the dancer in front of him who was panting heavily and seemed to be in so much pain... that he had no strength to continue screaming in pain. A gentle smile appeared on his face and he spoke slowly.

"Fair enough."

"Now it's fair to just barely."

"I'm just a little unsure whether you are satisfied with my Ling Chi punishment? I think... it should be pretty good, right?"

Hearing these words is like an evil spirit.

The dancer, who was now extremely weak, also weakly held his head against the pillar, stared at Su Ming with numb eyes, and pleaded hoarsely.

"Kill...kill me, please."

"Don't... don't torture me anymore, don't continue to torture me."

A plea for mercy for the dancers.

Su Ming showed no emotion at all. Instead, he showed a disdainful expression and continued.

"good."

"Since you, Dancer, are such a famous torture master and are so satisfied with my methods, let's play some other games now."

Speaking of which.

Su Ming suddenly stood up, took off the camera that was originally placed on the back, took it in his hand, pointed it at the weak three people, and took pictures carefully, especially the wound on the arm.

After filming.

Su Ming came to the dancers again, holding up the camera in his hand and smiling like an evil ghost.

"alright."

"Now that there are cameras to record and assist in doing fair things, then I have to say the rules."

"Next, I'll give you another chance."

"Now the second round of punishment has begun, but if anyone can tell a piece of information about the king, the poker organization, or your killer team, I will let him skip the second round of punishment."

"This directly saves twenty dollars of pain. I think... this game is very beneficial to you, but you have to grasp it well."

"To be fair, let the dancers start first this time."

"I will give you three seconds. If within three seconds, you do not give me satisfactory information, then this rare opportunity will slip through your fingers."

"three!"

"two......"

When Su Ming hadn't finished his second to last sentence.

The already extremely weak dancer said hoarsely without any hesitation when faced with this special choice.

"Renee!"

“The king’s real name is Reni!!!”

The words fell.

Su Ming raised his eyebrows slightly, then shrugged his shoulders in disappointment, pointed the camera at the dancer, and said regretfully.

"Oh, what a pity."

"Dancer, I thought... you would give me a chance to start the second round, but it seems... you still seized this rare opportunity."

"However, I'm not very satisfied with this information. I'll have to get something valuable next time."

Finished.

Su Ming came to 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."

He saw Su Ming leaving in front of him.

The dancer couldn't help but feel relieved. He really didn't want to bear the painful punishment just now.

Even if he knew he was dead this time.

But if you can suffer less, it is undoubtedly something worth fighting for.

The most important thing is...it seems that there is no longer any need to continue to conceal the information about the king.

Su Ming looked at the python, which was also weak and suspended by adrenaline and glucose, and was about to start the three-second countdown.

The python that could bear the most pain before had a ferocious expression on its face. It glared at Su Ming with wide eyes. It seemed that it used all the strength in its body to roar loudly.

"You bastard."

"Either kill me directly. You will never get any information from me. I am definitely not a useless weakling like a dancer."

For the roar of the python.

Su Ming shrugged nonchalantly, put down the camera in his hand, took out the meat cleaver again and began to sharpen it, indicating something.

"Good, Bro."

"You are very courageous. It seems that you want to experience this second round of Ling Chi. I will satisfy you. I will definitely do my best to satisfy you 100%."

Speaking of which.

Su Ming stopped talking, pointed the meat cleaver at the python's face, and continued without any emotion.

"However, I want to remind you first this time."

"In order to make you feel it more deeply, I decided...to put ten knives on your face this round, and the other ten knives will be on the original wound on the arm."

"What do you think?"

He didn't even wait for the python to answer.

Su Ming directly pressed his head hard, pointed the meat cleaver at his cheekbone, and pressed hard to open a wound the size of a pulsating bottle cap.

"Ugh—ah—ah———"

The python started wailing in pain just after digging a hole.

The nerves in the face are more abundant, and the pain of having a hole dug directly is obviously several times stronger than that in the arm.

He looked at the miserable state of the python with his peripheral vision.

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 fluctuation? He was just like a devil.

The python's choice to keep the secret was equated with stupidity in the dancer's mind. In such a desperate and powerless situation, he still felt that he had to conceal information and secrets.

But at the same time, the dancer was secretly glad... that he had not chosen to conceal the information just now.

Three minutes later.

As the second round of slow slicing ended.

Five blood holes the size of bottle caps appeared on the face of the python, which looked particularly hideous and terrifying.

But Su Ming had the superb skills to avoid important blood vessels, and the effect of hydrogen peroxide also temporarily stopped the blood, so that the python only felt full of pain, but would not die.

After the second round of lingchi on the python.

Su Ming did not look at the python at all... It seemed that the python only had one breath left, but came to the front of 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 just heard the wailing of the python, and the miserable situation of the five blood holes on the face made him feel numb and terrified.

But unlike the dancer... he and the python were once comrades-in-arms of Reni, and they could safely give their backs to each other.

And if it weren't for Reni, it is estimated that he and the python would have died on the chaotic battlefield in the Middle East a few years ago, and there would be no chance to live 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 ended, and the miserable state 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 anxious and flustered words of the skunk.

Su Ming narrowed his eyes, and then shook his head with some regret, sighing.

"Skunk, is it?"

"It's a pity, skunk, it's really a pity."

"I said, three seconds, you only have three precious seconds."

"What were you hesitating about just now, do you know...Because of your worthless hesitation, even if you tell the information now, you still have to endure the second round of torture."

"Hey, bear with it, I will try to be faster."

After speaking.

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...