Chapter 3210

21 Why do you hate me so much?

"Hu, hu, hu!"

In the bas.e.m.e.nt.

On the ground.

Warmth curled up into a ball and fell to the ground like a pile of mud. Her eyes were fixed on him, her mouth was wide open, her hair was messy, and she was trembling slightly, even rolling her eyes slightly.

It was like a fish that was dying after it ran aground under the sun!

"Err …"

A soft moan of pain came from her warm throat.

Both her hands and feet were pierced by a dagger.

The ten fingers were linked to the heart, and so were the four limbs.

When the dagger pierced through her limbs again and again, especially when Wu Zhiyong was not satisfied with the fact that the dagger had to pierce through her bones …

That pain, at that moment, made her want to die immediately!

Even she couldn't help but be shocked by her own bravery. Even though she was afraid of death, at that moment, she actually wanted to die!

It was too painful for her to bear.

Life is better than death!

The pain was excruciating!

But the current her, other than screaming, didn't even have the chance or the ability to commit suicide.

The moment she saw Wu Zhizhong appear in the bas.e.m.e.nt, she knew that it would be hard for her to even die if she wanted to.

But no matter how warm and gentle it was, she could never have imagined that Wu Zhizhong would be so cruel!

This martial arts young master, who was famous for his shrewdness and grace, was actually so cruel and cold. It made one feel as if they had fallen into h.e.l.l.

Warmth could imagine Wu Zhiqiang's ruthlessness, but she could not imagine that a young master of a n.o.ble family who did not even dare to kill a chicken with his own hands could be so cold.

These mixed thoughts flashed through her head from time to time. She could only use them to distract herself. Otherwise, she was really afraid that she would faint from the pain.

If she could have just died from the pain, she would never have woken up again. She would have been willing to do a thousand things, but she would never have wanted to pa.s.s out from the pain.

The thing that made her wish she was dead was that no matter how much Wu Zhizhong tortured her, she would not die. She only fainted from the pain twice.

But those two times, it was truly unforgettable and almost crazy.

When her foot was pierced for the first time, the heart-wrenching pain rushed from the bottom of her foot to her head, causing her to scream miserably before fainting.

But then, a heart-wrenching pain caused her to wake up. This pain caused her entire body to tremble. Before she could understand what was going on, she suddenly felt something heavy hit her finger.

In the next moment, she suddenly became clear-headed, followed by a frantic and hysterical scream …

Wu Zhiyong had actually broken two of her fingers. This was the method he used to wake her up from her coma!

"... "Kill, kill me!"

She lay on the ground, trembling. Her face was pale, without a hint of blood. Her eyes were bloodshot. The torture she had gone through had made it hard for her to even speak. It was as if all the energy in her body had been sucked out.

"Kill you?"

Wu Zhizhong shook his head and said, "Don't worry! I can tell you this right now, even if you die, you will not die by my hands, nor will I directly order others to kill you! Do you know why? "

Warmth filled his eyes.

A gentle smile appeared on Wu Zhiqiang's face. "Because I already have a son."

"I beg of you …"

"Before I came here, I went to see my son, as well as my wife. You might not know this, but she's very gentle, and my son is also very cute …."

With a look of love on his face, Wu Zhiyong was talking about his son and his wife.

However, gradually, the expression on Wu Zhiyong's face turned cold. His cold gaze turned warm and there was an undisguised killing intent in his eyes.

"Do you know? When I held my son, I really wanted to tear you into a thousand pieces. It was you, the b.i.t.c.h, who let me cripple one of your legs! "

"This is the first time I have met my son. He doesn't even know that his father was a healthy person in the past. If his father is healthy, he can also ride a horse and play games with him …"

"But now, he's only four years old, and I have to struggle to even hold him."

"Perhaps by the time he grows up, I'll already be in a wheelchair. By then, I'll be a burden to him!"

"It's because of you that I don't even dare to directly tell him that I'm his father!"

"Warm!"

"You tell me how I should repay you, you perverted female dog that's like a snake or a scorpion!"

Warmth opened her mouth, and the excruciating pain rendered her speechless. She was even more clear that if she said something inappropriate, her fate would be even worse.

As for Wu Zhizhong saying that he wouldn't kill her, Gentle Snow would never believe him.

Besides, even if Wu Zhizhong had let her go, her current condition was worse than death …

"My son calls me uncle now!"

"Because I don't want to be his father again. My hands are still stained with blood!"

"I... "Wrong."

Warmth and difficulty opened his mouth to beg for forgiveness, "Please … "Spare me..."

"Don't worry, I've already said that I won't take your life. However, how did you treat me in the past? If I don't get my revenge, I would feel uncomfortable. If it was you, too, right?"

The warmth in her heart continued to sink. Wu Zhiyong's words indicated that she would be tortured.

"I'm curious though, why do you hate me so much?"

Wu Zhiyong asked: "Did I offend you before? Or do you enjoy torturing people? "

Gentle and warm, she only gasped for breath, not answering.

She didn't dare tell Wu Zhiyong that she tortured him, partly because she was following orders, but also because she was enjoying the thrill.

He hated those people who were high and mighty, and he hated everyone like Wu Zhizhong, including Ji Feng.

Even if she took the initiative to stick it out, they would only receive ridicule and disdain. Although those people seemed kind on the surface, in reality, she knew clearly that their hearts were filled with contempt.

To be able to trample on these people and torture and abuse them wantonly, this made her entire body br.i.m.m.i.n.g with pleasure. The more she heard Wu Zhiyong's screams and saw his miserable state, the more comfortable she felt.

However, no matter how warm this dark feeling was, he didn't dare to say it out loud.

"Never mind, there's no use talking to you about this."

Wu Zhiyong couldn't help but shake his head when he saw her lying on the ground pretending to be a dead dog, "Alright, you don't have to pretend to be dead. I know how bad your injuries are. This little bit of torture isn't enough to kill you. Get up. My revenge isn't over yet."

"I've always been a person with a small stomach. If I was bitten by a mad dog, I would definitely peel off its skin. You are no exception. Don't expect me to release you in advance or just kill you!"

"I advise you to muster up your courage and let me take your revenge. If I'm done torturing you, you can release yourself as soon as possible, right?"

Wu Zhiyong laughed sinisterly and threw it onto the dagger. He turned around and saw that there was nothing else he could use, so he lifted his walking stick, "Then, shall we start?"

"Don't..."

Boom! *

Wu Zhizhong suddenly smashed down on her warm ankle.

"Ahhhhhhhhh!"

Miserable screams filled the entire bas.e.m.e.nt.