Chapter 62 Torture

"You've been in this game for so long, don't you know what the moral standards of those politicians are like?

Do you think if I spare your wife and children, those politicians will let them go?

Aren't you being a bit too naive?"

How could Hu Zhenxiang, an old hand in the underworld, not know these truths Wang Xiuyuan was talking about? He was just playing dumb while fully aware.

So many people are in this line of work, but why do so few choose to marry and start families? Isn't it because they worry their most important family members will become their weaknesses?

For those in the underworld, it's all too common for their entire families to suffer when they get into trouble, especially for gang leaders like Hu Zhenxiang.

For a gang to grow and thrive, it must have law enforcement agencies and protectors shielding it.

Everything comes at a cost. Law enforcement agencies and protectors shielding the gang inevitably involve issues of benefit transfers, and the gang leader is the most critical figure in this.

If Hu Zhenxiang were suddenly taken out, how would the protectors behind him know if he left any incriminating evidence? To ensure their own safety, the best choice would be to eliminate Hu Zhenxiang's most trusted and closest people.

Only the dead don't reveal secrets.

Hu Zhenxiang knew this very well in his heart, but he was unwilling to face this reality. He was just gambling, betting that his protectors would spare his wife and children out of past camaraderie.

Although the hope was slim, it was still better than having no hope at all.

"No, my wife knows nothing about these matters, and my two children are still so young—what could they possibly know? Those people have no reason to do this."

Faced with this outcome he least wanted to see, Hu Zhenxiang firmly denied it.

But his behavior could only fool himself; it couldn't have any substantial impact on the final result.

Hu Zhenxiang was like a pathetic simp at this moment. Does a simp not know the goddess doesn't love him? Deep down, the simp knows.

It's just that the simp has grown accustomed to fawning over his goddess every day, having invested too much money and emotion. If the simp keeps at it, there might still be a day he succeeds in winning her over.

But if the simp gives up now, all the money and emotion he invested would instantly vanish.

Although the probability of succeeding in winning over the goddess by continuing to fawn is very low, there's still a sliver of hope. This faint hope is what drives the simp to keep going.

Halfway through fawning, the simp knows everything in his heart, but he's unwilling to face this harsh reality. Hu Zhenxiang was in the same situation now.

Hu Zhenxiang was already in a situation where death was certain. Once something happened to him, the protectors behind him would likely eliminate everyone connected to him to clear any potential threats.

But Hu Zhenxiang had no choice; he could only hope his protectors were kind enough.

If possible, Hu Zhenxiang would gladly hand over the ledger to save his wife and children. But once Wang Xiuyuan got the ledger, he would definitely use it.

Hu Zhenxiang might be dead, but what about his wife and children? Couldn't those people, unable to take revenge on Hu Zhenxiang, kill his wife and children to vent their anger?

Wang Xiuyuan naturally understood Hu Zhenxiang's current situation and mindset, so he had to completely shatter Hu Zhenxiang's hope first.

"Once something happens to you, whether you disappear or die, your wife and children won't have a chance to survive.

The protectors behind you will choose to silence them to eliminate threats, and the gangs and enemies you've offended before will also seize the opportunity to kill your family for revenge.

In either case, your family is doomed, and this outcome is inevitable.

You've done plenty of this kind of silencing and wiping out the roots yourself, haven't you? Do I need to remind you further?

Also, aren't you overestimating yourself? Do you think I brought so many of you here to negotiate nicely?

If you don't cooperate, I'll make you talk."

Wang Xiuyuan then ordered a bodyguard beside him, "Drag out this guy's mistress, wife, and children."

Several bodyguards immediately stepped forward, pulling a few people from the panicked crowd and throwing them in front of Wang Xiuyuan. Without giving Hu Zhenxiang any chance to regret, Wang Xiuyuan continued giving orders.

"Give this guy a lesson first—kill all his mistresses.

A few of you, go get the prepared items. It's time to get to work."

One bodyguard drew a silenced pistol from his waist and, without hesitation, fired at the heads of several young beauties.

"Tap tap tap tap"

With four low gunshots, each of Hu Zhenxiang's four mistresses had a small black hole appear on their heads, blood slowly flowing from the bullet wounds.

Such a bloody scene terrified the families of the gang members, with cries and sobs filling the air.

This scene also left Hu Zhenxiang stunned and speechless. He never expected Wang Xiuyuan to act so decisively.

One moment they were negotiating, and the next, without a word, he just started shooting and killed four people at once. Wasn't that a bit excessive?

Wang Xiuyuan glared at Hu Zhenxiang and said viciously, "Listen up, you bastard. I've specially prepared some little toys for you.

Male dogs, towels, bottled water, whips, table salt, and iron brushes. These little toys might seem unremarkable, but used properly, they can unleash effects you'd never expect.

As a Chinese descendant, you should have some understanding, right? These are torture methods refined over centuries by our ancestors.

You can rest assured—if someone doesn't have strong faith to support their will, they definitely won't withstand these methods.

You'll come to understand that sometimes a quick death is a blessing.

Moreover, most of you have relatives tied up here. I'll have your families taste these tortures first until they break, and then it'll be your turn.

Even an ordinary person would grimace in pain for a long time after being punched. How long do you think your families can hold out?"

Hu Zhenxiang was shocked by Wang Xiuyuan's terrifying methods and didn't respond immediately. Seeing this, Wang Xiuyuan waved his hand.

"Let this guy's wife taste the feeling of being whipped first. Whip her back and buttocks until they're torn open and bleeding."

At Wang Xiuyuan's command, two burly men pressed Hu Zhenxiang's wife face-down firmly to the ground. Another soaked a whip in water and then lashed it fiercely across her back.

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