Chapter 183: Chapter 183: Of Course, It’s Severe Torture Chapter 183: Chapter 183: Of Course, It’s Severe Torture Li Muchen originally planned to return to Jiang City and take his grandmother and these few people back to the Li Family without getting Lu Sheng involved in this ss.
However, upon receiving a call from Lu Sheng, he was instructed to co to her apartnt after the plane landed, as Old Mr. Fu was also waiting for him there.
When the door to the apartnt was opened, both Lu Sheng and Old Mr. Fu ca to greet him.
After hearing about Li Muchen’s grandmother’s situation from Lu Sheng, Old Mr. Fu naturally was full of concern.
And seeing the tall and travel-weary man unhard, Lu Sheng also breathed a sigh of relief.
Upon seeing Li Muchen carrying his unconscious grandmother, Lu Sheng imdiately asked, “How is grandmother, any injuries?”
Li Muchen’s grandmother had just passed seventy, and perhaps due to years of being bedridden, she was very frail.
One could still see the beauty of her younger years, but after disappearing for these four days and unknown mistreatnts, her face and lips were completely pale, making her look extrely weak.
“Grandmother is not injured, just drugged with sleeping pills,” he ntioned, his eyes growing colder for a mont.
The next second, his n brought in the four bloodied n, bound like zongzi (rice dumplings).
With a gesture from Lu Sheng, they were unceremoniously dropped in a corner.
“Let’s get grandmother to rest in a room first,” Lu Sheng said, “I’ll check her health later.”
Li Muchen nodded, and Juanjuan volunteered to take care of the grandmother. When Li Muchen ca out of the room again, he saw Lu Sheng squatting in front of the n.
“They are the ones who kidnapped grandmother?” Lu Sheng turned to ask.
“More precisely, it was my uncle who hired these three n,” Li Muchen said, looking at Scarface and his cohort.
“They took advantage of the night to take my grandmother from the sanatorium. After that, they hid in the basent of that abandoned bar and didn’t co out, which is why I couldn’t find them.”
“But just before I found them, my uncle had arranged for soone to pick them up. If I hadn’t arrived one step earlier, they might have already taken my grandmother onto the ferry back to the country.”
Old Mr. Fu was clearly aware of who Li Feng was and frowned deeply: “You an Li Feng hired people to kidnap your grandmother? What does he want?”
“I’m not sure yet,” Li Muchen lowered his eyes, “But, my uncle now wholeheartedly believes his plan has succeeded, and I think it won’t be long before he contacts .”
As they were talking, Scarface was the first to wake up.
Seeing himself in an unfamiliar environnt, he looked around in a panic.
However, when he saw Old Mr. Fu standing in front of him, he reflexively widened his eyes in shock.
He then quickly looked away, as if out of guilt.
But that quick shift in his gaze did not escape Lu Sheng’s notice.
With sharpness in her eyes and without waiting for Scarface to respond, Lu Sheng furrowed her brows and tore off the tape on his mouth, asking harshly, “Do you know Grandpa Fu?”
This question surprised Li Muchen slightly, and even Old Mr. Fu himself looked bewildered.
—Aren’t these the n who kidnapped Li Muchen’s grandmother? How could they know him?
Upon hearing this, Scarface shook his head frantically denying: “No, I’ve never seen this gentleman before, how could I possibly know him?”
Scarface was frightened.
Those in their line of work say they value money over life, but if there’s no life left, what good is money?
In Suli’s bar’s basent, Scarface’s underlings had already been beaten to a pulp by Li Muchen’s n, barely clinging to life.
As the boss, Scarface, comparatively, held so value for interrogation, hence he received the least severe beating.
When Lu Sheng asked Scarface whether he knew Old Mr. Fu, and he denied, Lu Sheng’s intuition was usually accurate.
If he truly didn’t know him, why did he give such a surprised look just now?
So she stepped forward and asked again with a deep voice: “You really don’t know him?”
Scarface glanced at the clean and pretty young girl in front of him—
She looked like a high school student, probably so pampered young miss from a wealthy family.
What was there to be afraid of from such a young girl?
So, he affird his denial once again: “Miss, I really do not know this elderly gentleman.”
“I was just looking at him a bit more because he looked sowhat like my grandpa, that’s all.”
“Okay.” Upon hearing this, Lu Sheng straightened up.
Seeing Lu Sheng didn’t continue to question, Scarface couldn’t help but heave a sigh of relief.
Indeed, these young girls are easier to deal with, he thought to himself.
However, next he saw the girl suddenly walk towards the kitchen. From the kitchen ca a clanging noise, as if she was looking for sothing.
Scarface was puzzled for a second, wondering what the girl was searching for, when the next second he saw her erge with a 25cm-long butcher’s knife in her hand.
“…” Scarface was sowhat dumbfounded.
What’s going on here?
Are we just talking, why suddenly bring out a big knife?
Not only was he stunned, but Li Muchen’s subordinates were also looking at each other in dismay.
As far as Lu Sheng was concerned, Li Muchen’s n were her own, so it was natural for her to command them.
She directly ordered the two burly n in suits at the front: “Untie his hands, each of you hold down one of his hands, start by breaking his right pinky.”
Upon reflex, the two n looked at Li Muchen, and Li Muchen said just one sentence: “Her words are my words. Just do as she says.”
His subordinates took one look at the expression in Li Muchen’s deep eyes as he looked at Lu Sheng—an expression containing a tenderness they had never seen before.
Could it be that this is the person whom their typically cold and ruthless boss affectionately refers to as ‘baby’ over the phone?
In other words, this girl is their Mrs. Li?!
“Yes!”
Having understood this relationship, the two n imdiately complied.
In less than half a minute, the ropes binding Scarface’s hands were untied.
His left and right hands were pressed down on either side of him, and his right pinky was broken out of position.
Scarface struggled futilely, panic-stricken inside, yet tried to appear calm as he looked to Lu Sheng and asked, “What… what are you going to do?”
“What am I going to do?”
Lu Sheng, holding the knife, squatted in front of him, her voice as casual as if she were talking about eating or sleeping, “Of course, I think you are lying, so I am preparing to torture you severely.”
Zzzzt—
The butcher’s knife standing on the ground, its blade scraping against the floor, emitted a grating noise that made one’s skin crawl.
“I’m asking you, do you recognize Grandpa Fu?” Lu Sheng’s eyes were fixed on Scarface as she asked.
“What Grandpa Fu… I truly don’t…”
Scarface tried to counter, but in the next instant, Lu Sheng’s hand fell with the knife, severing his pinky without so much as blinking an eye.
The subordinates behind her were efficient, and to cooperate with their lady, they covered Scarface’s mouth the mont the knife fell, muffling his pig-like squeal.
After Scarface’s eyes rolled back and he convulsed from the pain, they quite perceptively broke his left pinky.
“For the second ti, do you recognize Grandpa Fu? Did you do sothing related to him?” Lu Sheng asked.
“I…”
Before he could utter the second word, the girl’s knife fell again, chopping off Scarface’s left pinky as well.
The entire person of Scarface trembled with extre pain, his mouth covered and eyes tearful, he could only struggle in vain without uttering a word.
But at this mont, if the hand covering his mouth were to be let go, one would certainly hear a roar from his soul—
He recognizes him! He ant to say he recognizes him!!
How co the girl acted as soon as he said “I”?!!
Don’t young people nowadays have any patience at all!?
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