Daming: The system rejected my request for salted fish

His body was covered with scars, and his white undershirt was stained red with blood from the wounds.

In addition, standing opposite him was a man with a pointed face and monkey cheeks. This man was Xiong Wen.

Xiong Wen had a grim smile on his face, a whip in his hand, and looked at Shen Lin with cruel eyes.

"Shen Lin, this whip tastes good, doesn't it? After waiting for so long, you finally fall into my hands."

"When you reported my wife's brother and got him arrested and thrown in jail, did you ever imagine that this day would come your way?"

As Xiong Wen spoke, Shen Lin slowly raised his head.

The injuries on his body made even the simplest movements painful for him.

However, even though the severe pain made his muscles twitch, he didn't even make a sound.

When looking at Xiong Wen, Shen Lin's eyes were full of contempt, and he even made sarcastic remarks.

"It tastes, yes, not bad, but, like a woman. Didn't you have lunch?"

"Just like you, brother-in-law, you can only bully women!"

Seeing that Shen Lin dared to humiliate him, Xiong Wen's eyes immediately flashed with murderous intent.

"Hard talk, very good, I like your hard talk. Wait until I soak this whip in salt water, and then I'll see if your hard talk is still there."

As soon as he finished speaking, someone brought Xiong Wen a plate of salt water.

Xiong Wen just grabbed a handful of salt water with one hand and sprinkled it on Shen Lin.

Looking at the twitching expression on Shen Lin's face, Xiong Wen dipped the whip into the water with satisfaction.

"This whip is soaked in salt water. It feels really spicy when it hits you, hehehe!"

As Xiong Wen spoke, he pulled the whip out of the basin and then swung it over.

Snapped! !

In the past, Xiong Wen had always used an ordinary whip to slowly torture Shen Lin, but this time he was very ruthless.

A whip soaked in water is not only heavier, but the small burrs on the whip will also increase friction after expanding.

A normal person wouldn’t be able to withstand a few hits and would pass out from the pain.

Xiong Wen wanted Shen Lin to scream and wail in front of him, but things did not go as he wished.

After this whip hit Shen Lin, a long blood mark appeared on his body.

The wound was covered with flesh and blood slowly seeped out, staining a large area of ​​the clothes red.

The salt water seeped into the wound, causing Shen Lin's veins to bulge with pain.

But he gritted his teeth and held on, his cheeks raised high, and he didn't even let out a scream.

Not being able to hear Shen Lin's miserable howl, Xiong Wen's anger suddenly rose.

"You can even hold back like that, hehe, that's impressive! Then let's keep playing."

As he spoke, Xiong Wen threw the whip into the salt water to soak it, and then picked up a branding iron.

"The saltwater whip is too heavy. If it kills you, it's no fun. But this branding iron won't kill you."

Xiong Wen grinned and casually put the soldering iron into the charcoal stove.

It would take some time for the soldering iron to heat up, and Xiong Wen didn't want to waste this time.

He held the salt water in one hand and sprinkled some on Shen Lin from time to time. He was extremely cruel.

As time passed, the iron in the charcoal stove had become red hot.

Seeing this, Xiong Wen picked up the soldering iron and waved it back and forth in front of Shen Lin.

"This branding iron, if it only burns without redness, the pain is mild, if it slightly reddens, the pain is moderate, but if it burns bright red, it's different."

"Being burned by it is excruciatingly painful. It will leave a mark on me for life. Where do you think I should be burned? How about my face?"

After saying that, Xiong Wen pointed the branding iron at Shen Lin.

However, he did not poke it directly, but moved the soldering iron closer to Shen Lin little by little.

As the saying goes, death is not scary, the scariest thing is the process of waiting to die.

This was also Xiong Wen's purpose, to deliberately create fear and make Shen Lin suffer from the fear in his heart.

As the soldering iron slowly approached, the scorching heat also continued to approach.

Shen Lin could already smell the charcoal from the iron, and his hair was curling from the heat.