Divorce and flash marriage, CEO ex-husband regrets heartbreak

He tilted his head back and drank all the wine in the bottle, smashed the bottle with a snap, then turned around and staggered out of the room.

How could he not tell Ji Feng such good news?

An airtight dark room.

The heavy iron door opened, and inside a man with his limbs chained was seen, like a fish stranded on the shore out of water, desperately trying to breathe in fresh air, looking extremely miserable.

Yingsha walked in, his face covered with knife scars and distorted with hideous expressions.

Looking at the skinny Ji Feng, he smiled sinisterly, "Ji Feng, with the way you look now, I'm afraid your nephew won't recognize you if you go out."

For three years, Yingsha had been burdened with the fact that Xiaobao had caused him to break his arm, so he used all kinds of torture to vent his anger on Jifeng.

At first, he felt very happy when he heard Ji Feng's wailing that was worse than death, but as time passed, he gradually became dissatisfied.

One reason was that Ji Feng was too tough and would never give in no matter how he was tortured. The other reason was that he tortured Ji Feng so harshly that he later lost his sense of pain.

The disappearance of pain means that no matter how much he tortures him, he will no longer howl, which is undoubtedly a loss of fun for Yingsha.

But he couldn't take his life, after all, his blood could bring people back to life and cure all poisons.

"Yingsha, we have worked together for many years, but I didn't know you were such a coward."

Ji Feng spoke weakly. After being locked up for three years, his voice was extremely hoarse.

Yingsha looked at him and sneered, "Don't try to provoke me. I won't fall for your tricks. By the way, I came here today to tell you some good news about your nephew."

"What do you want to do to Xiaobao? Yingsha, are you still a man? If you are, come at me. What's your ability to deal with a child?"

"Coming for you?" Yingsha smiled grimly, his eyes looking at the burning iron beside him, and he reached out to pick it up.

The soldering iron was suspended above the iron basin, causing a string of sparks to explode like fireworks in an instant.

The scorching red flames set off Yingsha's hideous face, making it even more hideous and terrifying, like a ghost crawling out of hell.

He approached Ji Feng with a branding iron in hand, his tone full of mockery, "You are just a piece of meat on my chopping block now. I can chop you up or shred you as I please. What qualifications do you have to be so arrogant to me?"

After he finished speaking, he placed the burning iron directly on Ji Feng's chest. Under the high temperature, his flesh made a sizzling sound as it burned.

The rising smoke blurred Yingsha's vision, making it difficult for him to see clearly how Jifeng was burned by the branding iron against his skin.

However, he was very dissatisfied that there was no tearing and wailing sound in his ears, and his eyes narrowed fiercely.

He turned around and pointed the branding iron at Ji Feng's tough and resolute face, his pupils filled with fear and cruelty, "Ji Feng, it's not too late for you to beg me now, otherwise..."

The sizzling sound of barbecue filled the room, and smoke filled the air. Yingsha looked at the red-hot iron pressed against Jifeng's face and smiled ferociously. "Does it hurt? Jifeng, beg me."

At this moment, Yingsha was like a ghost from hell demanding lives. His whole body was filled with coldness. His overly prominent cheekbones and wide-open, bloodshot eyes made his entire face look distorted like a crime scene.

He stared at Ji Feng, trying to see any sign of pain on his face. However, he didn't know whether Ji Feng was too patient or had truly lost his sense of pain, but his face was calm and terrifying.

And the red-hot iron burning his face didn't look like an iron, but more like a towel for washing his face.

Yingsha narrowed his eyes, unable to accept this fact, and stared at Jifeng gloomily, "Have you really lost your sense of pain?"

He couldn't believe it. How could a human being with flesh and blood not feel pain? It was too weird.

But Ji Feng's overly calm face irritated his eyes. It was like a red-hot branding iron. Not to mention being burned when it was placed on his face, even at close range he could feel a burning sensation worse than death. But he didn't even blink?

"Guess?" Ji Feng, who was almost exhausted, looked at him mockingly, his eyes full of sarcasm.