Chapter 601 - Intelligence

Chapter 601 - Intelligence

If he could bring over gold, it meant he could bring over other things as well.

The moment Li Huowang's straitjacket was cut open, Wu Cheng lost all chances of winning.

Of course, Li Huowang had no intentions of killing Wu Cheng. Otherwise, he would have slashed open Wu Cheng's neck instead of just biting his face. for new novels

Wu Cheng’s face was drenched in blood, and he was in so much pain that he felt like passing out.

However, Li Huowang was meticulous enough to inflict pain that wouldn't make Wu Cheng faint. He couldn't let Wu Cheng faint, as he still had to interrogate the latter.

Li Huowang stood before Wu Cheng, who was groaning on the ground. He picked up a pen and waved it in front of Wu Cheng, saying, “Where does Xu Shou live?”

Xu Shou was the key here. He had to deal with Xu Shou, or he'd end up facing infinite trouble in the future.

Xu Shou had to be handled with, or Yang Na would never be safe.

Li Huowang didn't care even if he was sentenced to life in prison; he only cared about his beloved, and he would not let any harm come their way.

The kneeling Wu Cheng merely groaned in response to Li Huowang’s question.

“All right. I don’t know how to hypnotize, so I’ll just show you another way to use a pen.”

Li Huowang kicked Wu Cheng to the ground and straddled him. Then, he inserted the pen into Wu Cheng's nostril. He slowly pushed it in slowly as Wu Cheng trembled like an aspen tree in trepidation.

Wu Cheng immediately surrendered and exclaimed, “He's usually on his white cruise ship in Beihai Port!”

“Why is he living on a ship? Does he not have any houses?” Li Huowang asked. His hand was still moving, and Wu Cheng's nostril was already bleeding.

“It's all because he knows that things are going to become dangerous for him if something goes wrong. He plans to leave immediately once that happens, so he has only been living on his ship! I don't know if he has any houses here or overseas!"

Li Huowang’s hand paused. He pulled the bloody pen out of Wu Cheng’s nostril.

He then started sawing off his handcuffs and shackles.

Wu Cheng watched as sparks flew from the saw, and his expression changed from pain and fear to excitement. “It’s actually real! You can really conjure things!”

Li Huowang glanced at Wu Cheng and said, “Huh, so you thought it was nonsense? Anyway, you better not move. Don't make me put this saw against your neck!"

“No! They—” Li Huowang paused. Moments later, he said in a low voice, “They think I’m crazy, Doctor Yi. You're the only one I can trust, so please help me!”

Li Huowang ended the call, but it immediately rang again. Yi Donglai was calling him.

Li Huowang rejected the call, but Yi Donglai called once again.

In the end, Li Huowang blocked Yi Donglai’s number.

Li Huowang stared at Wu Cheng, seemingly pondering over something. After a while, he fished out a bottle of medicine from the pocket of his white coat.

Li Huowang poured out a handful of it and brought it closer to Wu Cheng's mouth. “Take it.”

Wu Cheng gulped a mouthful of saliva and said, “I can’t take those pills; they're for the mentally ill. You should be the one to take them.”

“What happens if someone not mentally ill were to take it?”

“Their limbs will start trembling uncontrollably, and their thoughts will become sluggish. The patient's hormones will be affected as well, and they'd suffer some degree of memory loss.”

“Great! That’s exactly what I want!” Li Huowang exclaimed. He opened Wu Cheng's muzzle and stuffed the pills into the latter's mouth.

Soon, Wu Cheng’s movements and demeanor changed. His face became like a blank canvas as saliva dripped from the corners of his mouth. He looked not much different from the other patients.

Li Huowang glanced at the surveillance camera and saw that there were no changes to it.

He picked up the little saw on the ground and slashed at Wu Cheng.

A terrifying and gory sight was soon made as Li Huowang made cuts on Wu Cheng's figure. Of course, the wounds were not fatal.

Bang!

The tightly closed door was pushed open from the inside, and a doctor, with some blood on his face and on his white coat, rushed out, shouting, “Quick, bring a stretcher here! The patient is harming himself! He’s already in hemorrhagic shock!”

The nurses and doctors rushed over to Li Huowang when they heard his cries for help.

Upon entering the room, they were met with a bizarre scene. A muzzled patient was sprawled out on the ground, and their face was covered in blood. It was a gruesome scene, and the patient seemed like they were already dead.

A deceased patient was a big deal in any hospital, so the group of nurses and doctors worked frantically to save the patient.

Meanwhile, the doctor who had reported the self-harm inexplicably vanished without a trace.