37 Twisted Family Part 2
In the dimly lit basent, my uncle sat restrained in a chair. We had ticulously secured his body with ropes and firmly blindfolded him, leaving no room for any potential escape.
I had thoroughly thought out my strategy. To maximize the power of my skill (Suggestion), I know that I couldn't hold back at all. Not that I intended to, anyway.
Given that he was a male, I decided that the most effective course of action was to break his will completely. And what better way to achieve that than through torture?
"Wake up!" I shouted, throwing a splash of cold water onto his face, abruptly rousing him from his sleep.
"What the hell is going on? Where am I?" he scread, his voice filled with panic as he struggled against his restraints, futilely attempting to break free. However, his weak struggles were in vain
"Hello, Uncle. Did you miss ?" I chuckled as I enjoy in this mont.
"Zyden!" he replied with a shocked voice.
My aunt might not have recognized my voice because when we t, she could clearly see my face. This caused her brain to imdiately dismiss the possibility that I was her nephew just by looking at my improved appearance .
However, my uncle is in a different situation. He can't see because of the blindfold, so his sense of hearing will have to adjust itself to compensate for his loss of sight.
"Surprised to see ?" I taunted.
"You're back! I've been looking for you. Don't you know how worried I am?" he started spouting nonsense.
Does he think that I'm dumb enough to get fooled by him again?
"Let's drop the act, Uncle. Aunt Allysa already told everything." I sneered.
He paused for a mont, clearly taken aback by my revelation.
"What did she tell you?" he asked with a trembling voice.
"Everything,"
"Lies! Do you believe that lying bitch? I know what's happening here. She's using her poisonous tongue to lie to you. Think about it: who will benefit the most from this? If you do sothing to , you'll be seen as a criminal and she'll inherit all the money!"
Wow, I can't believe my uncle is this smart. Does he really have an intelligence of 0.5?
I need to check his status first before using my skill. Every failed suggestion reduces my chances, so I need to be careful.
"Mind Eye"
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Na: Ji-Hoon Geji
Age: 45 years old Overall Stats: 4 5
Level (1)
Strength : 1 1
Agility : 0.4 1
Stamina : 1 1
Endurance: 1 1
Intelligence: 0.5 2
Charisma : 0.1
Status : In distress
Suggestion : 13% -5%
Innate Skill
Sadism : A psychological disorder that makes a person more sadistic and emotionally manipulative …
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I can't believe my guess was right. My uncle really does have an innate ability of his own. And just by reading the content, I can now tell why Allysa never left him despite the abuse. His ntal disorder not only made him sadistic and violent , but also more manipulative .
Even my suggestion skill is heavily limited.
But I don't have to worry. Regardless of his current status, he won't be able to escape those ropes. And even if he did, I have sothing to protect myself.
I look at my shoulder bag and double-checked my uncle's gun. I haven't used a gun before, but watching YT videos and using my quick learning ability has allowed to grasp the basic knowledge of how to wield it.
"Stop lying, uncle. Just admit the truth if you don't want to get hurt." I sighed, acting as if I was disappointed by his answers.
"I'm not lying to you, Zyden. Why would I want you dead? I'm your uncle, and you're my last living blood relative!" he said, his voice frustrated.
"I never said that you wanted to kill ?" I chuckled as I pointed out his blunder.
What a moron. Even with that extra intelligence, you made an embarrassing error. It's not like it will matter to .
"Stab him in his left leg," I instructed her.
Yes, Master," she nodded and slowly walked towards my uncle while holding a knife.
The room fell silent as tension filled the air, her every step calculated and precise. With nonchalant expression in her eyes, she was prepared to strike, ready to fulfill my command.
STAB!
"Ahhhhh, Fucking Bitch!!!"
My uncle writhe in pain as the knife pierces his legs. She then pulls it back up, causing the blood to splatter. Blood gushed out from the deep wound, staining the floor with his dirty fluids.
"HAHAHAHA" I continued to laugh, amused by his absurd reaction. I could have done this myself but it was more satisfying to just order his own wife to do the dirty job.
"Please... Stop doing this right now... We can still fix this," he wailed as the pain of his wounds beca too much for him to handle.
My heart leap with excitent as I witnessed his miserable situation. I couldn't help but take pleasure after seeing him suffer the consequences of his actions. It was an ironic reminder that karma had finally caught up with him, and justice was being served.
Since you planned to murder , you should have been prepared to die too. I wanted to say those words to him right now, but I felt that it was better to give him a little bit of hope. It would be boring if he gave up just like that.
"You're absolutely right uncle," I responded, my tone holding a hint of pity.
"Allysa, my uncle's in quite a bit of pain. Could you please wrap his legs with a bandage?"
She imdiately sprang into action, retrieving the pre-prepared first aid kit and sowhat awkwardly tending to my uncle's injuries.
"Thank you for coming to your senses, Zyden," he expressed his gratitude after Allysa had finished treating his wounds
"Of course, Uncle. I am still your nephew, so I can't let you bleed to death." I replied with a devious grin.
"Allysa, stab his other leg."
"Wait... wait... Don't!" he pleaded, panic evident in his voice.
STAB!
"AHHHHH!!!" His cries of agony filled the air once again. His blindfold beca dampen with tears, and even his disgusting snorts had mixed with his sobs. I can even see so pee in his pants. He must have wet himself from experiencing such pain. I'm pretty sure being stab in the legs hurts like a bitch.
"I'm just getting started, you fucking bastard," I sneered in contempt.
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