Chapter 6: Torture
Under the blue sky and white clouds, there is an endless sea.
The fishing boat floated slowly on the surface of the sea, and Caroline Onassis looked at the report in her hand boredly.
"You say, the old woman didn't respond?"
In front of her, a big black man said: "Yes, I'm afraid it's true that as rumors say, this grandson is not treated well by Li Shuanghua. β
"Cut, I'll just say, how could a cold-blooded old woman like Li Shuanghua give up the opportunity to get close to the Witch King for the sake of a nasty grandson. Caroline shook her head and said, "What else did the old guys say, when can I go back?"
"It will take another week, and in a week's time, whether Li Shuanghua reacts or not, we will deal with that kid. β
"A week?" Caroline screamed, "You want me to spend a week in a hellish place with no internet, no phone, and no TV?"
Cold sweat continued to fall on the big man's forehead, and he said softly, "This is the meaning of the Elders......"
"A bunch of idiots, old and undead, rubbish, garbage......" cried Caroline, "who is such a stupid note, my lovely sister, or my fat-headed uncle?"
No one answered, and Caroline was like a lioness roaring madly, and no one dared to answer her words from beginning to end.
Caroline took a sip, glanced at the trembling big man in front of her, and suddenly asked, "Is that kid awake?"
......
In the darkness of nothingness, purple firelight shone in the endless distance.
"What do you want?"
Fang Xingjian shouted, "Who are you?"
The voice ignored him and just continued, "What do you want?"
"I want strength, I want invincible strength in the world! Can you give it to me?"
"What do you want?"
"Cut. Fang Xingjian shook his head, he had dreamed of that purple fire every day for the past few days, but the other party had no reaction except for asking him what he wanted, no matter what he answered.
The next moment, the icy sea water was drenched from head to toe.
Sharp pain kept coming from the right hand.
Fang Xingjian slowly opened his eyes.
A black woman was looking at him with a cruel gaze, like a tiger looking at her food.
"Hehehehe, Fang Xingjian, are you awake?"
Fang Xingjian looked at his right hand, which was constantly in sharp pain, and when he saw his bare little finger and a layer of gauze tied on it, a trace of hideousness appeared in his eyes, and his little finger was cut off.
"No way, we have to have something to prove our resolve to your grandmother. Caroline walked up to Fang Xingjian, touched his cheek and said, "It's a pity that the old woman really doesn't like you." β
Fang Xingjian stared at her and asked, "Who are you, what do you want to do?"
Caroline laughed and said, "My name is Caroline Onassis. As for us, what are we looking for you? Actually, it's very simple. The Dark Witch King is going to take in apprentices, but there are now two candidates, one is Fang Xingchen and the other is Doris Onassis.
And the old ghost was only willing to accept one apprentice. β
Fang Xingjian looked at Caroline coldly and said, "You want to threaten Li Shuanghua through me? I have to say, this is really a bad move." β
"Hahahaha. Caroline laughed, "Yes, yes, this is indeed a bad move, we sent her the letter and your fingers, and she didn't react at all."
However, this is only one step in the many blows, in the next week, your Fang family's business, territory, and personnel will be hit in all directions, and it is impossible for the old woman to survive. β
"It's just that I'm unlucky?" Fang Xingjian smiled bitterly: "Not only do you want to take away the position of the disciple of the Dark Witch King, you also want to squeeze the Fang family out of the five major families?"
"Hehe, the strength of the Fang family is no longer worthy of being on the same level as us, but it still occupies so many industries that they can't keep at all, which is not good. Not only other big families, but also several multinational groups and political groups are eyeing the Fang family.
We were the first to do it, but definitely not the last. Caroline's fingers rubbed over Fang Xingjian's shoulder: "Then guess what, will I kill you?"
As she spoke, where her fingers slashed, it was as if a blade flashed, directly removing a large piece of skin and flesh from Fang Xingjian's shoulder.
A miserable scream roared out of Fang Xingjian's mouth, he stared at Caroline in front of him deadly, and said coldly, "You madman." β
"Hahaha. Licking the blood on his fingers, he laughed, "I have to have some fun in this boring sea." β
I saw Caroline pinch her hands, and the air in the whole room shook violently, and countless air currents rubbed against each other to make a loud rumbling sound, just like ten thousand horses galloping and a waterfall flowing backwards.
'A large-scale air shock?' Fang Xingjian's eyes froze: 'Is it the Onassis family's second-turn profession, the Atmospheric Walker?'
Caroline over there showed a perverted sense of excitement on her face, looking at Fang Xingjian and shouting, "If it hurts, you have to call it out, you must call it out." β
In the next moment, countless air currents turned into bursts of sword qi, and they kept rubbing, letting out a sharp chirp, and then shot towards Fang Xingjian together.
In an instant, Fang Xingjian felt as if he had been tortured by Ling Chi, as if tens of thousands of knives were drilling around his body at the same time.
The sound of puff and puff rang out, and the blood was carried out by the atmosphere like a mist, diffusing throughout the space.
Caroline allowed blood to spill on her body, staining her clothes and skin red.
"Scream, cry, enjoy. β
A twisted sense of satisfaction appeared on her face, and her eyes began to blur.
"My dear sister, do you think that if you become a disciple of the Dark Witch King, you will be able to overpower me?"
"I'm not going to let you go. β
"No one should try to run away from the palm of my hand. β
Fang Xingjian's face distorted, his mouth opened, and he kept letting out a terrible scream.
"Haha, guess how much it cost us to buy off your friend?"
"The woman's name is Jessica, isn't she?"
"Five million dollars, and she agreed to bring you. β
"You're really unpopular. β
While wantonly leaving scratches on Fang Xingjian's body, Caroline's voice was like a banshee's roar, constantly entering Fang Xingjian's ears.
"Hehe, Fang Xingjian, you don't know how your mother died, right?"
Fang Xingjian's blood-covered head was raised, and his beast-like eyes stared at Caroline, as if he wanted to devour the other party alive.
"Hahaha, yes, yes, yes, that's the kind of look in my eyes. β
"Speaking of which, do you think your second uncle let you go for your own good?"
"It's really naΓ―ve, he is to abolish his nephew's apostle, and to pave the way for the future competition for the position of head of the Fang family. β
Caroline laughed and shouted, "And your mother, hahahaha, that is a genius who completed the second turn at the age of 16, will she die in childbirth?"
Hey, hey, you know what? You've been destined for tragedy since birth. β
"No way. Fang Xingjian shouted angrily: "I don't believe it. You're lying!"
Caroline was clearly a veteran of torturing, and every blow brought great pain and minimal injuries to Fang Xingjian, allowing people to suffer endlessly without dying or falling unconscious.
What's even more terrifying is her language, her words are like a poisonous dagger, every word pierces deeply into Fang Xingjian's heart, from his life, his birth, his mother, his friends, from all aspects of his heart.
Two hours later, Caroline stopped panting, her cheeks still flushed with excitement, and she glanced at Fang Xingjian proudly before walking towards the door.
At the same time she commanded: "Treat him and continue tomorrow." β
"Wait. Fang Xingjian raised his head, his body was barely intact, just like a rag toy that had been played with, he struggled to raise his head at this moment, looked at Caroline and said, "My mother, how did she die?"
"Hehehehe, I've already told you the answer, what can you do if you don't believe it?"
For the next seven days, Fang Xingjian suffered from Caroline's inhumane torture every day, at first he would scold and scream, but in the last few days, he almost didn't even have the strength to speak.
Several black people lifted Fang Xingjian, who was covered in no good meat, onto the deck, Caroline looked at Fang Xingjian, whose eyes were dead and unresponsive, shook her head and said, "It's really boring." β
"Throw him overboard. β
The black guard on the side said, "My lord, do you want to cut off your head and throw it down?"
"Idiot, we drove all the way from the East China Sea, this is the world of miracles, you think he can survive like this. Caroline said: "The closest coastline is at least 200 kilometres from here.
Wouldn't it be more beautiful to let him watch himself slowly being slapped by the sea, slowly devoured by the fish, and dying in loneliness and despair when his body couldn't move for a while?"
The blacks around him all shivered like a chill, looked at Fang Xingjian with a look of pity, and lifted him up again.
With a plop, Fang Xingjian was thrown directly into the sea.
Caroline laughed: "Okay, I can finally go back to Earth." β
......
In the sea water, which was also sinking and floating, there were bursts of sharp pain from Fang Xingjian's body that was enough to make people shock.
He felt as if he had been cut into pieces and put it in a blender and stirred wildly, and when he felt himself breathe air again, a burst of sea fish came to his nose.
But at this time, Fang Xingjian didn't care about this, all he had in his mind was bottomless despair and endless anger burning in his heart.
'Unwilling...... I'm not reconciled. β
'Caroline Onassis, this stinking!'
Faces flashed in his mind, names jumped in his eyes, the pain in his body could not compare to the pain in his heart, but Fang Xingjian, whose breath was getting weaker and weaker, completely sank into hatred and anger.
"Why me? Why--what--yes-me!"
With the outbreak of hatred, anger, and despair, the lines of the purple flames on Fang Xingjian's body became more and more obvious.
The next moment, purple flames began to burn from the back of his head with a thud, spreading throughout his entire body in a short period of time, turning him into a burning man.
But the flame was obviously burning, but when it collided with the seawater, it was like a phantom, and there was no reaction.
"Am I going to die?"
The imaginary pain of being burned by the flames did not come, but instead there were numbness, and the itchy feeling spread all over Fang Xingjian's body, and he felt that his injuries seemed to be stabilized, and he would no longer die.
"What is this?" Looking at the purple flames on his body, a hint of surprise flashed in Fang Xingjian's eyes.
The injuries on his body were constantly healing under the burning of the purple flames, and even the little fingers that had been cut off were multiplying at an extremely fast rate, and they actually grew again at a speed visible to the naked eye.