The first top lady

Ban the north.

The Flame Gang's lair has completely fallen into the hands of the Viper Gang, and the undercover Wei Tingchou has been arrested by them. The Viper Gang has been very proud and happy these days, and his self-confidence is growing day by day. Taking advantage of the heyday of his power, he has planned several more ways for his thriving career.

"Long Qiang, send someone to Guangting Misty Bay to trade." Faced with the drug enforcement operation being carried out by Country H, Viper was not concerned at all and further ordered: "By the way, contact that person and ask him to develop a few more informants. In the future, our territory will be expanded many times."

With the Forbidden Triangle as his base, Viper's activities seemed to be unrestrained in an instant. His ambitions were gradually exposed, and the greed deep in his heart grew more and more. He wanted to build a drug trafficking empire of his own.

"Yes!" Long Qiang responded loudly, and laughed with the venomous snake. Before the laughter died down, his eyes suddenly narrowed, revealing a fierce and vicious look, "Boss, that Jia Ming refused to reveal a single word."

"Hmm?" Hearing this, Viper frowned and showed anger, "Have you used all the methods?"

Long Qiang lowered his head quickly and replied in a panic, "No, no."

"You can't even do this little thing, right?"

Long Qiang's face flushed red, he gritted his teeth and said, "Don't worry, boss, I will definitely find a way to make him speak obediently tonight!"

Randomly growing weeds covered the blood on the land. A series of crisp and loud whipping sounds resounded through the sky, continuously coming from a dilapidated house. The sound was like thunder, echoing in the air, followed by angry shouts.

"Say or not?"

"Who sent you?"

"Any accomplices?"

"You're still so stubborn! Let's see who's thicker, your skin or my whip."

……

Then, there was another series of brutal and merciless beatings, each with a sharp sound and deep hatred. Finally, the man stopped the whip and said with a heavy breath: "Bah! My hands are sore from beating."

It’s Hong Saner.

He was "interrogating" Wei Tingchou and taking revenge for his personal gain.

Wei Tingchou was seen tied tightly to a wooden frame with his upper body naked. His whole body was covered with countless marks left by whipping, crisscrossing and densely packed, which was shocking. In some places, his skin was even torn and the bright red flesh could be clearly seen inside.

Wei Tingchou just lowered his head limply, remaining silent. His originally resolute face now became extremely haggard, and the blood on his cheek flowed from somewhere unknown, dripping down his thin chin onto the ground.

Hong Saner seemed a little tired from the beating. He sat down on a chair beside him and gave vicious orders to others to continue to torture Wei Tingchou.

"Pull out all his nails for me first!"

A man walked towards Wei Tingchou with a sneer in his face. He held a huge pair of pliers in his hand and without hesitation, clamped the nail of Wei Tingchou's left middle finger, then pulled it out with all his strength, tearing Wei Tingchou's nail off.

He held up the pliers, with the bloody nail still clamped in the clamp, and a hideous smile appeared on his face. The whole room was immediately filled with wild and piercing laughter, and the others also followed suit and laughed.

Wei Tingchou clenched his teeth tightly, and a dull sound came out from between his teeth, but his body seemed like a walking corpse.

Hong Saner was so enraged that he was furious. He grasped Jia Ming's chin tightly, his facial muscles twisted and deformed in anger, and said viciously: "Jia Ming! Don't you really feel the pain? I have plenty of ways to deal with you."

After saying that, he suddenly reached out to take back the pliers and mercilessly pulled out all of Wei Tingchou's nails.

Blood gushed out from his fingertips, staining the ground red, but Wei Tingchou just gasped for breath without saying a word.

Hong Saner's eyes widened, glaring at Wei Tingchou. He held the pliers tightly in his hand and forced the last nail into Wei Tingchou's mouth, roaring, "I'll make you feel no pain. I'll make you shut up and tell me what's going on!"

Wei Tingchou opened his mouth weakly, and the pliers fell to the ground, colliding with the bloody nails on the ground. A stream of red saliva mixed with blood hung from the corner of Wei Tingchou's mouth, like a strange red line, hanging a small piece of broken nails, and slowly fell to the ground.

"He fainted." the man told Hong Saner.

"Wake me up!"

A basin of salt water poured down like a waterfall, hitting Wei Tingchou fiercely. He twisted his body in pain, trying to lift his head that seemed to weigh a thousand pounds. Every muscle and every inch of skin felt as if pierced by thousands of steel needles at the same time, but he seemed to have lost the sense of pain and could not feel anything.

Wei Tingchou opened his eyes with difficulty and stared at Hong Saner who was gradually approaching. He used the last bit of his strength to raise his head with difficulty, and then suddenly spat a mixture of salt water and saliva on Hong Saner's face.

"You..." Hong Saner's face turned red with anger, and he raised his fist to hit Wei Tingchou.

"I want to know..." Wei Tingchou said in an extremely weak voice, and his lips were so swollen that he could hardly open them, and he barely managed a sneer.

Hong Saner suppressed his anger and said through gritted teeth: "Tell my other accomplices, if I'm happy, I might even leave you with an intact body!"

“Ha!” Wei Tingchou sneered disdainfully and said, “It’s… him…”

"Who?" Hong Saner asked anxiously.

"He! And...he..." Wei Tingchou's breath was getting weaker and weaker, but he still repeated the word "he".

"Who?" Hong Saner grabbed Wei Tingchou's chin and shouted angrily, "Who is he?"

Wei Tingchou slowly lowered his eyes and stopped talking, but continued to mutter "he" to himself.

Familiar faces flashed through his mind like a movie. They were his classmates and comrades who had attended classes and trained with him. They had died before him. Every smile was so clear, as if it was right in front of him, yet so far away.

The last face that comes to mind is Wei Yilin.

He, too, sacrificed himself.

A tear silently slid down the corner of Wei Tingchou's eye, and he whispered softly: "I have done what you asked me to do."

He was not willing to accept this greatness hidden in the darkness from the very beginning.

"go to hell!"

A roar of anger suddenly sounded, Hong Saner screamed at the top of his lungs, raised the pistol in his hand, and pulled the trigger one after another. Three bullets whizzed out and mercilessly hit Wei Tingchou's already scarred body.

The two bloody holes were not noticeable on his already bloody shoulder, and the bullet wound on his thigh was even less noticeable.

He feels no pain.

Every inch of his skin was throbbing.

"Hit him, nail him down hard!"

With roars, two men grunted and carried a box of rusty nails. They raised the nails expressionlessly and pointed the sharp end at Wei Tingchou's palm. Hong San'er, who was standing by, held the axe tightly, gritted his teeth, and used all his strength to hammer the nail.

At the critical moment, a sudden gust of wind blew up from the ground, like an invisible force, blowing Hong Saner away. He hit the chair he was sitting on like a cannonball, smashing it to pieces in an instant.

At the same time, several members of the Viper Gang who were originally surrounding Wei Tingchou were knocked to the ground by this strange wind, flying in all directions and hitting the ground heavily.

Hong Saner endured the severe pain and struggled to get up from the wreckage. He squinted his eyes and saw through the dust that he could vaguely see the dim light swaying in the gaps between the dust, and a mysterious black figure looming.

"Who are you?" Hong Saner asked nervously with a trembling voice. However, the next second he suddenly laughed out loud, "So that's it, you are his accomplice! I expected you to come to save him, hahahahahaha..."

Before the laughter died down, Hong Saner quickly pulled out a pistol from his back and pulled the trigger at the black shadow without hesitation. The bullet whizzed out, cutting through the air and heading straight for the target.

The inky black cloak shook slightly, and the bullets that were flying at them seemed to have silently hit an indestructible wall of steel. They instantly lost all their impact force and fell powerlessly to the ground.

Hong Saner stared at the bullets on the ground with eyes wide open, his face full of disbelief, and he stammered, "You...are you a human or a ghost?"

At this moment, the mysterious black cloak seemed to be supported by itself in mid-air, making it impossible to see what was hidden under the cloak.

Fen Sa pulled the hood on his head very low, without even his chin showing at all. The wide cloak tightly covered his entire body.

He turned around and began to untie Wei Tingchou.

When Hong Saner saw this, the fear in his heart instantly disappeared. He ordered others to shoot without hesitation in an attempt to catch the two of them.

Suddenly, the whole room was filled with fierce gunfire, which was deafening. Fen Sa waved his cloak slightly, like a huge shield, covering Wei Tingchou firmly. He bent down slightly and carried Wei Tingchou on his back.

A sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth under his hood, as if the whistling bullets in front of him were just insignificant raindrops. He pointed his left palm at the box of nails on the ground, and his left palm moved slightly under his cloak. An invisible force gushed out instantly, covering the box of nails on the ground like a huge net.

He activated the surrounding energy magnetic field to control the nails. Boxes of nails flew into the air one after another, like sharp arrows ready to be fired, shooting off in all directions at an astonishing speed.

"what--"

"Ah-ah-"

……

For a moment, screams resounded throughout the room. The Viper Gang members were caught off guard and could only watch helplessly as these extremely sharp nails pierced into their bodies mercilessly. Their faces were pierced beyond recognition by the nails, and even their eyeballs were not spared. The backs of their hands, arms, and even their backs were covered with hideous nails, and the pain was unbearable.

They rolled on the ground, wailing, and tried to pull out the nails on their bodies with their hands, but every touch brought piercing pain.

And those nails that were inserted obliquely into the ground, through the layer of rust, emitted a frightening cold light under the dim light.

When Long Qiang came in, he saw only messy nails all over the floor, and Hong Saner and a few others who were pricked like hedgehogs.