Chapter 177 Unequal Treaties 5
After several days of torture, Zhuo Beiqing was basically about to collapse.

He knew Jimeran's method, but he didn't expect that he would let so many men gang rape him.

Not only Jimoran, but also that man who is more terrifying than Jimeran, Xiao Se.

Jimo was tormenting his heart and trampling on his human dignity.But Xiao Se was very direct, directly increasing all kinds of pain on his body, the kind of pain that would make life worse than death.

Either way, it was enough to make him want to kill himself, and he would think that death was all good feelings.

He didn't know why his hatred was so strong, he could understand if it was Jimo Ran, but what Xiao Se put on him was all kinds of marks.

Like an ancient instrument of torture, he would burn the iron in a big fire, and then burn it against his skin.He could even ask himself the smell of being roasted.

Or, he specifically identified the acupuncture points that are most likely to cause pain, and then nailed them down with nails, and then pulled them out.

But this is not the most cruel, the most cruel is to use a knife to cut the flesh of his body piece by piece, but not cut off, and then sew it up with needles and threads.

Drug him so he doesn't die.

He doesn't say a word every time, and doesn't ask him anything, he just arranges people to do these things every time.

In just a few days, he had already become a blood man.

But he himself felt that he was almost no longer a human being. It was only a few days, but he felt that he had already forgotten what it was like to be a human being.

What was that like?

Every day he would be forcibly fed with enamel potions, he was a man, and this was simply a humiliation to him.

These days, whenever he was tortured so much that he wanted to die but couldn't, the only thing he thought about was Ye Qian, the eternal fairy in his heart.

Walking into the basement, what Jimeran smelled was a smell of barbecue mixed with blood. Although he didn't like the smell, he still didn't change his face.

"How is it? The taste here is not bad!" Jimo Ran seemed to be chatting with ordinary friends, very leisurely.

There was no fear and death like when Gu Yiyi disappeared.

"Thanks to you, it's very good!" Zhuo Beiqing had been in a state of water shortage for a long time. At this time, Zhuo Beiqing no longer regarded Jimoran as the boss who was kind to him.

Fear is useless, no matter what he says or does, he will never let him go.

Rather than doing this, he didn't need to be afraid of him anymore, even if he was angered, it would at most just add a little more pain to himself.

He was numb to the pain, he was used to it.

"It's fine, I'll tell you something. The PR manager in the company has changed." He said such a rambling remark without any deep meaning, but Jimo Ran knew that Zhuo Beiqing understood.

"What did you do to Ah Qian?" Zhuo Beiqing was anxious, he didn't care what happened, but Ah Qian couldn't do anything, otherwise everything he did would be for nothing!

"Hehe, of course I just want to do whatever I want with him. Or, like treating you, reward her with a few men?" She asked like this, as if she was really discussing something.

"You can't treat her like this. Ah Qian loves you so much. She returned to China for you and gave up her overseas career for you. You can't treat her that way." Zhuo Beiqing yelled, he couldn't let Ah Qian be treated so cruelly.

(End of this chapter)

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