Ying Chucheng grew up under the care of his parents since he was a child, and in the past 28 years, whether it is his studies or career, it has been smooth sailing, a smooth road, even if he encounters obstacles, he does not need to do it himself, and naturally someone will remove the stumbling blocks for him.

As the eldest son, he did not take on too many responsibilities, but was accustomed to the comfort of the greenhouse under the pampering of his parents, so after graduation, he did not choose to drift to Hong Kong like those college classmates, but stayed in Pingcheng to prepare for his son to inherit his father's business.

Ying Chucheng, who has such a smooth life, has never suffered any grievances, and the only time he was beaten was when his parents found out about his "love" for his sister many years ago, and beat him with a blue nose and swollen face, but that's all, he didn't hurt his muscles and bones, but he just lay on the bed and recuperated for a long time, and he was full of energy.

This older young man, who had not experienced the grinding, did not possess the maturity and tenacity that an adult should have, so he soon lost his ability to think under the seemingly endless electrocution.

This is the darkest moment in Ying Chucheng's life in the past thirty years, because he fell into the clutches of cold-blooded perverts.

One question after the other, with almost no intervals, and for each correct answer, the thin needle inserted into the thumb received an electric shock, and the thin needle used for sewing was inserted through the crack between the fingernails into the flesh, which was already unbearable, not to mention the addition of electric shocks.

The conduction of the electric current through the needle is like a thin sword, piercing straight into the body along the subtle wound that is dripping blood between the fingers, and then turning into a poisonous snake, swimming all the way down the tiger's mouth, wrist and arm, swimming to the atrium and devouring the heart!

The electric shock only lasted, and the pain came and went quickly, but even if it was only for an instant, it was enough for Ying Chucheng to feel the heart-rending pain that words could not describe, and he even felt that he could feel the electric current swimming in his body and wreaking havoc, not so much that it was the electric current, but that it was the whipping of the god of death.

Perhaps the physical pain caused by this punishment is still within the scope of human suffering, but the psychological damage it can cause is far more terrifying than punching and kicking.

What's even worse is the "rules of the game" designed by this pervert, the questions he asks can be answered almost without thinking, but as long as Ying Chucheng answers correctly, he will be electrocuted again, and if he deliberately answers incorrectly or gives up answering, he will have to insert another needle into other fingers.

This is an endless torture, as if only death is the end, but it should be shown in the form of a game, so that the tortured person can make a choice for himself, and let Ying Chucheng become a participant in the "game", so that he himself can suffer while falling into it, as if falling into the boundless sea of suffering.

Ying Chucheng thought about death, and the moment he answered that 256 plus 256 was equal to 512, he even regretted that he didn't jump in after waking up and give himself a good time.

But where does a person like Ying Chucheng really have the courage to die? He could only beg for mercy like a worm without bones, with tears and snot and saliva, begging the other party to spare him.

As long as you can live, anything.

Or, as long as you don't have to suffer like this, whatever!

"The next question, 512 plus 512, what is it?"

The strange voice floated into Ying Chucheng's ears, not like a human voice, more like the devil's whisper, he opened his eyes wide, stared blankly ahead, and muttered: "A thousand, a thousand and ......"

512 plus 512 is equal to 1024, this calculation question at the level of the first and second grade of primary school, Ying Chucheng could not answer the answer immediately, and the repeated electric shocks and psychological offensives finally made him completely collapse and confused.

"One Thousand and One Nights?"

The cold and weird voice was a bit bantering.

"Uh-huh." Ying Chucheng nodded subconsciously, then suddenly came to his senses, shook his head desperately and shouted, "No, no, 1024, it's 1024!" ”

"Oops, alas, the answer was too slow."

A thin needle appeared in front of Ying Chucheng's eyes, slowly approaching the tip of his nose.

Ying Chucheng looked at the thin needle in horror, the two eyeballs were in the same place, like a short-sighted eye, in terms of funny, this expression was comparable to a comedy comedian.

"Please, don't, I beg you! What the hell are you going to do - you kill me, fuck, you kill me, you fucking shit13! Kind of you're going to kill me! Ying Chucheng first begged for mercy, and then suddenly broke the jar for some reason, gave up trying to survive, and was bent on seeking death.

"No, I'm not going to kill you, it's illegal to kill someone, the police will come and arrest me. I just want to play a game with you, and I promise I won't put your life at risk, okay? ”

The pervert wearing a mask and a voice changer suddenly changed his tone, so that Ying Chucheng, who showed the blood of a man, immediately returned to his original form.

"Okay, don't kill me, I can't die, you kill me, my dad won't let you go, the police won't let you go, what the hell do you want, you say, please don't call anymore, please!" Ying Chucheng wanted to threaten, but he was afraid of angering the other party, his tone was hard and soft, like a defeated dog barking more than once wagging his tail and begging for mercy.

"I want you to answer my question."

A simple single sentence shattered the glimmer of hope that Ying Chucheng had just ignited again, making his face collapse along with his heart.

"Since you don't like math, then I won't ask you about the math questions, let's do something else. Excuse me, who is the woman you want the most? ”

The pervert suddenly asked such a question, which made Ying Chucheng's eyes stagnate, and he was hesitating how to answer, and his brain went blank.

Beads of crimson blood rolled down the thin needle, and another thin needle plunged between the nails of his index finger.

"Again, who is the woman you most want to get?"

"It's Yingying! It's my sister! Ying Chucheng didn't dare to hesitate, and immediately replied, "I love her, I want her, I want her!" ”

"That's right, then, is it an electric index finger or a thumb? Is it good to have two electricity together? Shaking your head so hard, don't you agree? Well, then please answer me without hesitation, what would you do if you could get her? Don't lie, or the next needle will go into that organ between your legs, huh? ”

Without a moment of hesitation, Ying Chucheng put everything aside, and hysterically roared out the deepest and most evil thoughts in his heart: "I like her face, her figure, her skin, I like everything about her, I want to put her on my bed and ravage, I want her to wear the uniform I like to see, let me play with it, she is my sister, it is mine!" I want her to fall in love with me with all her heart, and if she won't love me, then be mine, my plaything! ”

"Oh? Oh, oh...... Excuse me, do you think that's right? Is it correct to have this idea about your own sister? ”

"No, not true." Ying Chucheng cried bitterly and shouted, "It's wrong, I'm wrong, I'm perverted!" ”

"Things gather by like, people by groups, if you are a pervert, it is easy to be found by other perverts, so you were found by me. If you don't want to meet me again, please be a normal person in the future, okay? Don't have such perverted thoughts anymore, and don't fantasize about how to put them into action, okay? ”

"Good, good, good! Don't dare, I don't dare anymore! Ying Chucheng grabbed the ground with his head, his nose against the dusty ground gasping and sobbing, his shoulders constantly swaying, much like a giant caterpillar.

"So, goodbye? Oh, I hope we never see each other again, unless, your perverted thoughts come up again. ”

It was even close at hand, but the sound seemed to be coming from afar.

After hearing this, the back of Ying Chucheng's head sank, and his vision fell into boundless darkness.