Villain Boss Chapter 175
Translated by Digitalian (ko-fi)
Chapter 175: You're Really Pitiful
The girl's screams echoed throughout the cell block below, and the incandescent lights in the corridor flickered and went out. Darkness descended like a huge curtain, blocking all her escape routes.
She could only move forward.
Luo Rui covered her mouth tightly, suppressing the churning in her stomach.
Don't be afraid, just move forward.
A voice in her heart kept warning her, but her legs had no strength to move. She stood at the entrance of the hall, trembling with fear, unable to move.
On one wall of the hall, hearing the girl's voice, the man who had been tortured beyond recognition stretched out his hand with difficulty and pointed in Luo Rui's direction. "Save... save me..."
His tongue had been cut, and his words were garbled with bloody froth.
Luo Rui recognized the man.
Jiang Yu.
The prisoner who had been tortured beyond recognition was Jiang Yu.
She didn’t respond to Jiang Yu's words. Her eyes slowly shifted to the other man in the hall.
Shen Yang.
The young eldest son of the Shen family was dressed neatly today in a pure white shirt and smoky gray trousers. His clothes were neatly arranged, and even his hair was meticulously combed. At a distance, he looked like a nobleman who had just returned from a party.
If one ignored the large dark bloodstains on his white shirt.
His sleeves were rolled up to his elbows, revealing his toned arms. His wrists were thin, seemingly powerless. If it weren't for the butterfly knife woven between his slender fingers, Luo Rui would have scoffed at this dandy young man's pretense as she always did.
However, at this moment, facing the playboy rumored to be living a life of idleness and lazing away, she felt a chill run from her feet straight up to her head, and even her teeth began to chatter uncontrollably.
"Tsk, tsk..." Dodging the pools of blood on the ground, the young man walked back and forth twice around the prisoner, as if admiring a work of art, muttering to himself, "You managed to hold out this long? What a shame you lost your arm."
"Boo hoo hoo..." Hearing his voice, the prisoner trembled and sobbed. "I was wrong... Forgive me, forgive me... I was wrong..."
I was wrong, I wouldn't do it again. Forgive me, or just kill me.
The sharp blade slowly sliced through the flesh of his arm. The cold voice whispered in his ear, "Did you touch her with this hand?"
The blade twisted around, lodged in his arm, and he seemed to laugh. "Where did you touch her? Her hair? Her shoulder? Her arm?"
Jiang Yu shook his head desperately, screaming for mercy.
"Oh, I heard you said some really harsh words?" Shen Yang smiled faintly, the blade pressed to Jiang Yu’s lips. "If you can't speak, there's no point in keeping your tongue."
Then, Jiang Yu lost half of his tongue, the smell of blood choking his mouth, but he didn't dare to resist.
"Do you know how you were wrong?" Shen Yang raised his hand holding the butterfly knife. "Tell me how you were wrong. If what you said is wrong, I'll pull out your nails."
What should he say? What did he do wrong?
He shouldn't have said harsh words to Jiang Ranran.
That was wrong.
He shouldn't have bullied Jiang Ranran.
That was also wrong.
He shouldn't have listened to Luo Rui and plotted against Jiang Ranran.
That was still wrong.
Shen Yang denied Jiang Yu’s words over and over again, carefully pulling out Jiang Yu’s nails.
"It seems you haven't realized your mistake yet..."
The heart-wrenching pain made Jiang Yu cry uncontrollably. No, no, that wasn’t so.
I was wrong. I shouldn't have had designs on Jiang Ranran. I shouldn't have...
Shen Yang sighed a little regretfully. "Since you don't know where you went wrong, I'll just peel your skin off."
Unable to move, Jiang Yu could only beg hoarsely for mercy. "Let me go. I really know I was wrong. I won't do it again... Please..."
He would no longer have designs on Jiang Ranran, wouldn’t discuss anything related to her, and wouldn’t even mention her name.
Never again.
The prisoner was frightened and delirious. Shen Yang lost interest. He took out a handkerchief and carefully wiped the blood from the blade. He raised his chin and said, "Drag him back and lock him up. Don't let him die."
Those idiots in the sixth team were still waiting to kill this man to vent their anger. Letting him die so easily would be a shame.
Upon hearing the order, someone immediately stepped forward to unchain the man and drag him back to the cell.
Yawning, Shen Yang turned around and saw the shivering Luo Rui. He smiled the same way he always did. "Miss Luo."
He glanced at Zhong Qian behind Luo Rui. "What are you standing there for? Why don't you invite the beautiful lady over?"
He glanced down at his shirt.
"Oh, I accidentally got some blood on it. Don't mind, Miss Luo."
Luo Rui, her legs stiff, was pushed and shoved to the only chair in the hall and sat down.
The moment her wrists rested on the armrests, iron cuffs emerged from the cold armrests, restraining her arms.
Luo Rui froze. She asked in a grave voice, "Captain Shen, what’s the meaning of this?"
Seeing through her forced composure, Shen Yang couldn't be bothered to expose her. "It's programmed. There's nothing I can do about it."
Luo Rui's face was sullen. "Captain Shen, are you going to interrogate me?"
She was different from Jiang Yu.
She was promoted by Shen Lang and considered a close confidant of the Shen family. Regardless of Shen Yang's feelings for her, he still had to consider Shen Lang's dignity when dealing with her.
Although frightened by Jiang Yu's plight, she wasn't worried that Shen Yang would dare to treat her that way.
"It's not really an interrogation." Shen Yang walked over to her side, resting one hand on the back of the chair, and leaning in close. "While Grandpa is busy, I want to talk to Captain Luo first."
Luo Rui looked up coldly. "If it's not related to the case, I can refuse to answer."
Like a noble white swan, she tilted her head back, her expression calm and disdainful.
"This puts me in a difficult position..."
Shen Yang stood up, shrugged helplessly, and said to Zhong Qian, "Since Miss Luo doesn't want to talk, just bring the thing over here."
"Yes."
Hearing this, Luo Rui tensed up and said sternly, "Shen Yang, what do you want to do?"
Shen Yang turned his back to her and didn't answer.
Soon, the two people who left carried a large bucket of water and placed it in front of Luo Rui.
Thinking of a possibility, Luo Rui's eyes widened. "Shen Yang, how dare you..."
The man sheathed his butterfly knife and interrupted Luo Rui's bellow. "Go ahead."
Following the command, the superhuman standing beside Luo Rui roughly grabbed her hair and shoved her head into the bucket.
Icy water rushed into her mouth and nose from all directions, choking her. She kept thrashing non-stop.
The hand on her head didn't loosen, and her lungs felt like they were about to explode from the choking water. Her head buzzed from lack of oxygen, and her eyes grew dazed.
She felt awful...
Was she going to die?
Was she going to die here? In this filthy place...
Her struggles softened, and Shen Yang spoke. "Pull her up."
Following the command, the superhuman grabbed Luo Rui’s hair and lifted her from the bucket.
"Cough! Cough!" Luo Rui gasped for air, her chest heaving violently, and she glared at Shen Yang defiantly.
In the end, he still had her pulled up.
As expected, he didn't dare to kill her.
Ignoring her angry glare, Shen Yang said casually, "If she’s not dead, just keep going."
Glancing at her clenched hands, he chuckled. "Don't even think about using your superpowers. In this interrogation room, any superpowers are useless, Luo Rui."
Luo Rui had already noticed this problem when she was brought in.
It seemed that Shen Yang's visit today wasn't a whim, but a deliberate one.
Luo Rui suddenly laughed, her voice filled with sarcasm. "Haha, Shen Yang, your disguise was so good. I underestimated you. You're much more capable than Marshal Shen..."
Shen Yang finally turned around and looked at her coldly.
"You came here today not just to interrogate me, right?" Luo Rui, who had had doubts for a long time, confirmed her long-held guess at this moment. "You pretended that you don't care about anyone, but in fact, you’re doing this for Jiang Ranran, right?"
Shen Lang said that his eldest grandson treated all women the same—no matter how much he did for a woman or indulged her, it was just a means to coax women.
Hah, was that so? Afraid not.
"You like Jiang Ranran?" Seeing the man's face sank, Luo Rui laughed with impunity. "Shen Yang, you disguised yourself so well that even Shen Lang didn't notice your little thoughts—but you’re really pitiful because you’re a member of the Shen family and her biological brother! No matter how much you like her, she won't even look back at you! Hahahaha, you’re really pitiful!"
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Author’s Note: It wasn’t incest. I wouldn’t write a romance between siblings.
