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"Why can't you remember? Think about it carefully!" Yu Li couldn't help but raise her voice.

Ivy became impatient first, "If I can't remember, I just can't remember. I just pulled it out for fun. Who cares about their names and looks!"

Hearing what her daughter said, Yu Li collapsed in despair.

Xiao Yuzhen looked at the girl she had known for more than ten years in surprise, and then looked away clearly.

How can he be a good person if he can play with Zhuang Wei for so long?

"Hmph." No. 57 seemed to have expected it. She said to Mo You, "Let's get started."

Moyou said "Hello" and pulled out her big tool box. When she opened the various tools inside, everyone's spines went cold.

She picked and reluctantly took out an inconspicuous vise from the corner.

After getting the tool, he didn't leave in a hurry. He thought about it for a moment, and then took out a pack of needles from it.

She did not avoid the crowd or the live camera with these actions. Ai Qiyuan was a little panicked, "What are you doing with the needle? Didn't that 57 say that you only need to pull out the nails?"

"Yes." Moyou nodded and admitted.

"But that's her request, not mine. As a family member of the victim and the kidnapper himself, am I not qualified to add more?"

The rules are all set by her, and if they fall into her hands, she has the final say on how to do them.

"This, this is unfair..." Ai Qiyuan muttered, he himself had no confidence.

"To be fair to the kidnappers, have you had your brain bombarded by Italian artillery?" Moyou ignored him, closed the toolbox with a snap, and looked at the couple leisurely.

"Now it's your turn to choose! Do you want to help her bear it?"

For a moment neither of them spoke.

The other parents and children cast inquiring glances at the two of them.

Her parents didn't agree immediately, which Ivy found unacceptable. She screamed, "Do you really want me to have my nails pulled out?"

"I don't care! Either one of you can do it, one of you must take my place..."

The next words stopped abruptly.

Mo You took back his kicking foot and crushed it on the ground.

"Although I am old, I am not deaf yet. Who am I trying to scare by shouting so loudly?"

The moment Ivy fell, Yu Li cushioned her behind her. The young girl's weight was not too low, and she groaned as she was hit.

Ai Qiyuan hurriedly crawled to her and shouted for Ivy to get up.

But when Yu Li sat up again, the choice was still placed in front of her.

The husband, who was already having a tantrum and turned away from her daughter, was silent but indifferent.

She gritted her teeth and replied with a trembling voice to Mo You, who was right in front of her, "I-I'll do it! Don't touch Weiwei!"

"Okay." Moyou smiled, no matter who came.

Anyway, there are so many people, and these two couples simply can't bear them all, and sooner or later it will fall on Ivy.

She never intended to let anyone leave unharmed from the beginning to the end.

"Xiao Li." Ai Qiyuan was a little worried, and Ivy also turned sideways to peek at her mother.

Yu Li ignored them, but closed her eyes and waited for everything to come.

She was dragged forward, her hands were tied to metal utensils, and she could not move.

She could smell death on the old man.

The old man has long since died. Because he is not afraid of death, he is fearless.

At this point, Yu Li couldn't help but feel fear and wanted to run away. She was just a housewife before, and she never thought that one day she would be exposed to these things.

She opened her eyes, and Mo You was holding a needle, about to prick her fingers.

"I don't want it, I don't want it! Don't prick me, let me go, let me go...ahhhhhhhh!"

Yu Li's pleas for mercy turned into a long series of screams.

The needle stabbed firmly into her fingertips. She couldn't describe the heart-wrenching pain, and her body instinctively spasmed.

When Ivy saw her mother's appearance, she didn't have any fun in torturing others.

She felt a little sorry for her mother, but she was a little glad that it wasn't her.

The pain in Ai Qiyuan's eyes almost turned into reality. He screamed at Mo You to stop. Mo You just raised his eyebrows and asked him, "What about you?"

Just three words left him speechless.

He buried his head deeply, not daring to look at his wife's expectant eyes, and the screams sounded again.

Even without looking, he could still imagine how the light in those familiar eyes dissipated little by little and turned into despair.

For the first time, he regretted indulging Ivy, allowing her to make mistakes, and allowing her to refuse to change despite repeated admonitions.

Soon, all ten of Yu Li's fingers were stuck with needles, and her screams gradually became smaller and more of a wail.

An incomprehensible plea for mercy sounded from her mouth, and everyone except Zhuang Wei couldn't bear to look at her.

Yu Li received ten needles, but never had her nails pulled out.

Every time Moyou pulled out a nail, he would show the bloody nail to the people on the screen, to the people outside the screen, and to Yu Li.

She smiled and admired how beautiful those nails were, not like an executioner but like an artist carving their work.

Yu Li cried and confessed, begging for mercy in pain.

But No. 57 burst out laughing, "Let you go? Why should I let you go! I also begged Ivy, has she let me go?"

"She asked those people to hold me down, pull off my nails, and put my hands in salt water to clean them. In your mouth, these are just naughty and ignorant!"

"Is she still young? She is almost an adult. She should be sensible by now!"

No. 57 admired Yu Li's painful face with satisfaction, "Now, you should know my pain."

Her parents looked at their daughter with distress and worry.

No. 57 was a child who was once a bright child. Later, when she became more and more silent, she did not tell her parents any of this.

They didn't know what happened to their daughter until the old lady came to their door.

When the old lady asked No. 57 to participate, they refused, but No. 57 agreed. She raised her pale face and curled her mouth for the first time in a long time.

Yu Li was unconscious, and Mo You threw her back like garbage.

She grabbed the bloody nails from the tray, walked up to Ivy, and stuffed them into her clothes, causing Ivy to scream.

"Don't you like nails? I'll give them all to you!"

Mo You ignored Ai Qiyuan's hateful gaze, discarded the paper ball No. 57, and shook the lottery bucket again.

"Next, next, who's turn will be next?"

She seemed to be talking to the people lined up on the screen, and she seemed to be talking to the anxious people outside the screen.

After the scene just now, the faces of the remaining people showed a bit of uneasiness.

The paper ball is like a knife that will fall on you at any time.

Parents are okay because they have choices, but children are different. They have to face both those demands and the abandonment of their parents.