"Forty-eight thousand! Forty-nine thousand!"

The whispering sounds echoed in an orderly manner in the private room like a nightmare.

But Fan Jun, who was hanging upside down, shook back and forth like a piece of bacon.

In a coma, it hurts to wake up! In a coma, it continues to wake up!

The cycle of repeated cycles exhausted his strength. He couldn't even struggle or shout now. His only thought was to hope Huang Zhuo could give him some fun.

In the air, the strong smell of blood and the stench of feces and urine were mixed together, which was disgusting, but Huang Zhuo, who was the initiator, seemed to have no sense of smell.

"We'll continue slowly. It's time for 300,000 yuan, right?"

Huang Zhuo narrowed his eyes and made a sound.

"Go to Damn, it's already...500,000...why do you kill me, please!"

Fan Jun's tongue was so painful that he choked weakly.

"Are you familiar? Yesterday I was as helpless and desperate as you are now, but you didn't want to look at me more, and it's only 300,000 yuan. When I finish eating this apple, we will set sail again."

Huang Zhuo tilted his head and sat on the edge of the coffee table. He casually raised his left hand covered in blood and grabbed an apple, and ate it a few bites.

"Kill me, just think it's doing good deeds!"

Fan Jun wailed tremblingly.

"You can choose to bite your tongue and commit suicide, or you can choose to self-paralyze. My job is not finished yet."

Huang Zhuo smiled indifferently.

"You...you can't die a bad death!"

Fan Jun panted and cursed.

"From the moment my wife was gone, I never thought of dying well, but don't worry, even if I'm shot tomorrow, I will definitely send your whole family to reunite before leaving."

Huang Zhuo slowly wiggled his lips and chewed, as if he was eating some delicious meal.

"Okay, let's continue!"

Huang Zhuo stuffed the remaining half of the apple into Fan Jun's mouth, waved the spring and opened his mouth again: "310,000!320,000..."

"Ah! Ah!"

Fan Jun shouted in pain, and the two of them started a new cycle again.

In the corridor outside the door, the Pig King curled up and squatted on the ground, covering his ears with both hands.

But Fan Jun's shrill scream kept drilling into his ears like a substance.

The crotch of his pants was wet, and he didn't notice it at all. This feeling of purgatory was far from what he felt like when he was in prison more than ten years ago.

"Take all my deposits out, now! Now!"

Finally, he couldn't help it anymore, took out his cell phone and dialed his partner's phone again, shouting hysterically.

"You're crazy."

The other party scolded in confusion.

"If I can go crazy, I really don't want to be awake. Hurry up, brother, it depends on you whether I can survive."

The Pig King prayed in a choked voice.

I can't remember how many years he hadn't cried, but at this moment he was scared by Huang Zhuo and burst into tears.

"Give me a good time, grandpa, you really have the ability, don't make things difficult for me, you want to mess with me... Luo Tian is the one who messes with you... everything is... he asked me to do it."

In the room, Fan Jun woke up from his coma for the first time, and murmured again almost to death.

"What?"

Huang Zhuo suddenly stopped.

"All things were done by Luo Tian. He was afraid that you would continue to sue him. He asked me to lock your wife with medicine first, and then ordered me to keep raising the price. The purpose was to trap you in Shangjing. He ordered me not to let you leave my sight. I am just a working person. It's really, Grandpa Huang!"

Fan Jun responded in a hurry.

"Oh, forty-two thousand!"

Huang Zhuo paused and continued to use the sluice to scratch the other person's body.

"I have told you everything I know, why are you still torturing me!"

Fan Jun howled in tears.

"I didn't ask you to say that you can continue to choose silence. Even if he is the mastermind, you deserve to die!"

Huang Zhuo curled his lips expressionlessly and whispered: "430,000!440,000!"

"Bang!"

At this moment, the overwhelmed ceiling light finally fell off and Fan Jun smashed to the ground.

"Click!"

Fan Jun was the first to the ground. The huge impact force instantly broke many of his bones, and a piece of flesh and blood slinged into his neck and protruded directly, which was particularly scary.

"Save...save me..."

Fan Jun was almost deformed and asked for help in pain. Before he finished speaking, a few mouthfuls of blood spurted out of his mouth.

"I've given you a big advantage and I still owe me so much money."

Huang Zhuo stood still, spitting disdainfully, and shouted out of the door: "Come in and clean up the Pig King!"

"Bang!"

The door was pushed open, and the Pig King leaned into his head weakly. When he saw Fan Jun, who looked like hell, looked completely deserted, he vomited out on the spot.

"Your son has fifteen minutes left. I tell my friend that if I don't contact him before 8:30, I'll let him tear the ticket!"

Huang Zhuo raised the corner of his mouth and rubbed his arm covered with plasma on the Pig King's face, smiling condescendingly.

"Don't, I'll cooperate! I'll be obedient!"

The Pig King shivered and hurriedly stood up and walked towards Fan Jun.

"Save...save me..."

Just as he approached, Fan Jun, who had an extremely tenacious vitality, grabbed his old friend's ankle and moaned.

"Ah! Ghost!"
Chapter completed!