Chapter 21: Chapter 21
Lixue waited for a while, but he didn't get any reply even after 5 minutes of waiting. He tilted his head in confusion and looked down to see Lei Weming.
On the table, Lei Weming, drenched in blood, lied weakly with a pale white face. Although he didn't lose consciousness, his eyes were out of focus. He couldn't even properly close his mouth and saliva and tears mixed together on his side. It seemed like even breathing was very painful to him.
Blood dripped down from the table and painted the soft cream carpet on the ground crimson. Yet, there was not a single drop of blood on Lixue. On the sofa, Tie Ningjui was sleeping peacefully without realizing the about-to-be corpse Uncle Lei on the table.
"This can't do… if the patient falls asleep, how are we going to proceed with the reward? Even though I already went as far as preparing the script…"
Lixue crouched down next to Lei Weming's other foot. He gripped it and crushed it in one strong motion, "Wake up!"
"AAHH!!"
Lei Weming was shocked awake. Blood gushed out from his cut chest because of his sudden scream while his body twitched in pain.
"Haa… Why did you scream again? Here's your punishment." Lixue sighed as he shook his head 'regretfully'.
"No…No…, I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Please forgive me!" Lei Weming begged mercy fearfully.
Lixue ignored his pleading. He grabbed Lei Weming's left lower leg with both of his hands. after getting a comfortable position, he unhesitatingly crushed it.
He didn't stop there. after crushing it, he twisted it mercilessly like drying a piece of wet cloth. Lei Weming's painful and agonizing cry filled the whole room. If Lixue didn't isolate the room with his demonic energy, Lei Weming's voice might've reached the lower floors.
Lei Weming's left lower leg was distorted in a twisted mess. Bones pierced through his skin and blood dripped down continuously just like newly squeezed washed clothes.
"Good! You're awake. Now, please choose one of these 3 boxes." Lixue continued as if nothing happened and showed Lei Weming the light screen again.
"P-pre…present." Lei Weming answered with difficulty.
He didn't care less anymore about this psychopath's reason for doing this or who his boss is, he just chose whatever he saw first through his hazy vision. Even if The psychopath said it was just for amusement, he would definitely believe him.
He didn't know what technique or sorcery this psychopath used to keep him alive and conscious in this state, but all he needed to do right now was to satisfy this crazy psychopath until Tie Ningjui woke up. He knew that technique of pressing acupoint to make people asleep. It would not last all day.
Once Tie Ningjui woke up, it would definitely distract the psychopath bastard and he can use that chance to run. The psychopath has definitely locked the room and did something to the alarm system. What he needs to do was to reach the bookshelf on the side which is a hidden door leading to a secret emergency passage. There is also a gun inside for him to use. He definitely can't try to grab the one on the floor or else the psychopath will absolutely catch him.
"Present, huh? That means you want to know my personal reason for doing this to you. Well, that's really simple," Lixue sat down on the sofa leisurely, "Because I don't like you."
He lifted up his feet and rested them on Lei Weming's body. Blood splurted out from the sudden pressure and splattered on Lixue's leather shoes. Some also fell on Lei Weming's face. He didn't pay it any heed as the blood trickled down without leaving any stain on his shoes.
He grinned and low chuckles escaped from his mouth. He covered them with his hands, but his glowing red eyes exposed his excitement. He deliberately swung his feet up and down and watched the blood flowing out irregularly from the cut.
"This is your karma, you know? If you want anyone to blame, blame the past you who sold Tie Ningjui to Pei Yang, causing him to live a filthy miserable life."
Lei Weming was shocked. How did this psychopath know!? He only met with Cardinal's big boss, Pei Yang, yesterday. Not to mention, although he really did plan to sell Tie Ningjui to him when he saw Pei Yang was very interested only after seeing Tie Ningjui's photo, the offer hadn't left his mouth yet. He planned to offer him the next time they meet when they will discuss cooperation on their drug distribution route.
Lei Weming didn't question what 'filthy miserable life' Lixue meant. He only thought that Lixue meant about how Ningjui was working as an escort in the casino.
He wanted to ask how Lixue know but wheezing a sliver of breath was already very painful for him, let alone letting out a sentence.
Lixue stood up and picked up Lei Weming's gun from the ground, "Let's move on to the next stage," He climbed up the table and looked condescendingly at Lei Weming, "You just need to hold on until your gun is out of ammo. Easy, right? Let's count how many bullets are left in this gun. Pray that fate favors you, Mr. Lei~"
Lixue skillfully spun the gun in his hands and shot a bullet into Lei Weming's other hand that hasn't been pierced by the scissor's blades.
"1~" Lixue started his count.
BANG!
Although it was still painful, Lei Weming was used to having shot thanks to his line of work. Even his back and torso have several gunshot wounds. Compared to Lixue's previous torturous slow 'surgery', it was somewhat more bearable. He clenched his jaw tight, not letting any chance of sound slipping out.
"2~"
BANG!
Another bullet was shot into his wrist.
Lixue's voice was purposefully dragged that in normal circumstances, people's heart would feel like it was scratched by a kitten.
He continued decorating Lei Weming's left arm with bullets, causing it to have a line of holes starting from his palm to his shoulder blade before moving on to Lei Weming's next arm. He also didn't stop his counting. Lei Weming felt like even if he managed to live through this, which now he realized was highly impossible, he would be traumatized hearing anyone doing counting in the future. The psychopath's voice rang in his ear, carving his heart with fear of being shot like Pavlov and his bell.
Lei Weming's perseverance wavered with each raising count. Recently, there was no chance for him to use his gun at all except for earlier shooting the psychopath once. He knew clearly that his gun's ammo was almost full and untouched. If the psychopath really did intend to empty it out, his body would undoubtedly be full of holes that would cause people to have Trypophobia.
Lixue noticed Lei Weming's wading focus and will to live. Certainly, he wouldn't let him be. He lifted up his feet and stomped on Lei Weming's cut on his chest. His heels almost dug into the cut. Lei Weming's eyes shot awake as he let out a suppressed scream and struggled in pain.
"Hey, you need to focus. I'm doing all the work here and you just want to sleep away? Looks like you're already on the brink of your limit…" Lei Weming hummed in contemplation, "I think you're in need of motivation. Then, how about this? You call people over for me to reduce the bullets. As long as someone comes in a one-minute interval, this bonus round will continue until the bullets are finished and I will also restore your body. But, if nobody comes after one minute, this bonus round ends and the rest of the bullet still goes to your body."
Lixue jumped down from the table and sat down on the initial one-seater sofa he sat down the first time he arrived. He ordered Lulu to open the broadcast line from the office to the whole building and signaled Lei Weming that he could start calling his subordinates over.
Lei Weming was already a bloody mess on the table that he couldn't move at all even without Lixue's restrain. Normally, humans would already die at this point in time with that much blood loss, but Lixue could maintain Lei Weming's life as long as he kept Lei Weming's brain to keep the activity of his organ and blood flow functioning. He also trapped Lei Weming's soul inside his body so that it couldn't leave even if it was time for him to die.
Demonic energy really is very convenient~
Lei Weming who was just about to give up lit up in hope. Although he knew that Lixue was probably just toying with him, he still wouldn't pass this thin spider thread. Other than that, there was a voice in his head inexplicably convincing him that this psychopath could truly restore his body back like nothing ever happened.
A/N:
The Buddha takes a thread of a spider in Heaven and lowers it down to Hell so that the criminal can climb up from Hell to Paradise. In the story, a thread of a spider is a symbol of slight hope and fragility. (Source: Tokujin: Spider's Thread - Domushttps://www.domusweb.it › news › tokujin_spider_s_thread)
Of course, it was the whisper of the devil.
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