The Taming Of The Ruffian Hero

He had been stripped of his coat, and there were visible whiplashes from his arms to his chest, some of which were already stained with scarlet blood. In front of him, a man of wretched figure was beating his abdomen with a wooden stick. In severe pain, he still stood up and accepted the stick with the wind. After one and another blow, if he relaxed a little, his back would be pierced by a sharp iron thorn behind him.

Such inhuman torture did not make him beg for mercy. He just clenched his lip without any scream.

"Zhang Dong, You don"t want your parents" lives anymore? Boss Mo hasn"t killed someone for a long time. Do you really want to be killed?" Luo Yang said, dropping the stick. He hit hard on the body of Zhang Dong. Without a guard, his back immediately stuck in the iron thorn, and he was painful to snort. His red face suddenly became pale, and his forehead exuded dense cold sweat.

Blood dripped into the sink below where his feet were soaked. The whole sink showed a faint red color.

"Boss Mo, as I said, I was going to do it. Lady... was in the hospital, and you can confirm it to her personally! You want me to do such a damaging thing... in front of the Lady... It was not a big deal if I was caught on the scene, but you can"t afford it if the Lady was frightened!" Zhang Dong gasped for breath and resisted the tremendous pain he suffered when he was awake.

Luo Yang smiled coldly. The switch on his hand was pressed down, with a booming sound of electric current. Although the two wires leading to the sink were still calm, Zhang Dong felt his calf muscles contracting violently and could hardly feel the existence of his legs. When the current stopped, Zhang Dong"s eyes were torn with pain, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding, but he just clenched his teeth and kept silent.

"Begin to do it? Zhang Dong, you are so clever to begin to do it when everyone was there!" Luo Yang said coldly.

"Did you send the news secretly? If we hadn"t laid hands on the back door of the hospital, the man named Lin Wenxi would have followed you long ago. Zhang Dong, well done!" Luo Yang laughed and pushed the switch down again. Zhang Dong"s face was almost twisted by the sudden pain. He stretched his neck and looked straight at Luo Yang.

Mo Qian signaled Luo Yang to stop, Zhang Dong"s body suddenly fell, soft in the iron thorn behind him. The sharp pain forced him to stand up, holding his abdomen straight. It was true that he could neither survive nor seek death.

"Are you really not afraid of death?" Mo Qian asked sharply.

"No," Zhang Dong answered with hatred.

"I am afraid of death, but I am more afraid of life than death," Zhang Dong said coldly.

Zhang Dong did not know that Zhao Yuan"s father was the one to be killed, but he was still unable to start. When he knew the truth, it was even more difficult to restrain his pain and anxiety. He was forced to change his cell phone number, lost everyone"s way of contact, and was closely watched every day. Fortunately, for several days in succession, the prison should have arranged for people to guard more tightly. Zhang Dong did not do his best, so he often delayed again and again on the pretext of fear of acting rashly and alerting the enemy.

That night, it was supposed that a group of people was escorting Zhang Dong for information gathering. Unexpectedly, Zhang Dong took the initiative without warning. What a.s.sured the rest was that they stopped Zhang Dong at the back door. Otherwise, several student-like people who followed him, and one of them was Zhao Yuan mentioned by Luo Yang before. He was said to be very capable of fighting and might cause unexpected trouble.

Several people escorted Zhang Dong back overnight and handed him over to Luo Yang. Under the threat of knives and guns, Zhang Dong was tied up in such a purgatory bas.e.m.e.nt, a prison for traitors.

"You are seemingly not afraid of our means," Luo Yang said coldly. Zhang Dong looked angrily at Tan Luoyang. His eyes were as bright as electricity. Luo Yang felt awkward. He dared not say a word again for a moment.

"Well, he"s afraid of conscience. Fate is not better than death." Mo Qian spoke out Zhang Dong"s thought. Zhang Dong thought that Mo Qian was a cunning and shrewd man, but unfortunately, he became a running dog of Chen Family.

"Then you are not afraid of such fate worse than death?" Mo Qian said, and opened a video in which Zhang Dong"s mother and stepfather were cooking vegetables in the kitchen with love. It was in his own home. Mo Qian deliberately send his parents back, but made such a despicable arrangement!

"From the kitchen to the bedroom, even the toilet, there are our cameras everywhere. What happened to your parents in bed and in the toilet, the videos are in my hands. Now I"ve sealed them. Do I have to take all my brothers to watch them?" Mo Qian smiled happily and said, "It doesn"t matter if we add something to their dishes at any time. It won"t kill them. It will only let them pull up for a few days. Otherwise, they will lose sleep and hair... Hhha." Mo Qian"s laughter almost made Zhang Dong feel suffocated. Zhang Dong closed his eyes painfully and shook his head constantly. He wanted to say something in his throat, but he was too sad to speak out.

The muscles on Mo Qian"s face were slightly twitching, and soon he recovered calmly, and said, "Bro, I won"t do these to your parents as long as you are obedient. I promise your parents will be safe for the whole life!"

Zhang Dong stiffened his neck and could not say a word. Suddenly, two drops of clear tears came down from his eyes, mixed with blood from the corners of his mouth. One and another drop fell into the pool, and in the silence, made a heartbreaking ticking sound.

Mo Qian gazed at him for a moment and nodded slowly. He had to admit that Zhang Dong was indeed a tough man. But Mo Qian"s greatest interest was to forge such an iron-boned man into a lunatic of war who obeyed him. He could serve himself when he was alive, and he could serve as the gun fodder to risk his life for him. If he got Zhang Dong with such good skill, it was just like adding wings to a tiger.

"Come on, Luo Yang, Zhang Dong is our brother. Now he just doesn"t understand the task. The two old people in his family will make him understand. Let him go. Don"t embarra.s.s him any more. I"ll see the Lady later. I don"t want my handy dirty." Mo Qian said, with his figure disappearing in the darkness.

Luo Yang was very reluctant to let Zhang Dong go until he had given several punches on him. Unexpectedly, Zhang Dong, despite being inhumanly tortured for a long time, he knocked Luo Yang down to the ground after release like a hungry wolf rushing to the tiger. But he still did not feel relieved. His several heavy punches knocked him almost unconscious. Luo Yang"s face was full of blood, and his eyes could not open.

Zhang Dong did not stop until a few people came over and control him.

Luo Yang knew that if he couldn"t kill Zhang Dong this time, he might receive some "transparent holes" later. He felt somewhat scared and said that he would forgive him this time, leaving with someone"s support.

Zhang Dong was watched and escorted to return to where he lived. Here, there was no TV, no Internet, no mobile phone, no paper and pen. Except for some special training equipment to prevent physical decline, there was no sharp thing. He had been here for nearly half a year. Since then, he has inadvertently found a bunch of letters written by Mo Qian more than ten years ago.