There is always scum who wants to be reborn

In the dark and damp basement, Lu Fengchuan was lying on the restraint chair, his hands and feet were tightly bound by belts, and a black cloth was wrapped around his eyes. Lu Tinghe was sitting at the table and flipping through the materials with the people beside him.

"Xiaohe, it's been almost an hour, why is he still awake, I didn't exert much strength with that stick."

The person who spoke was the "drunkard" Wang Jia who knocked Lu Fengchuan down just now. He grew up with Lu Tinghe when he was a teenager. When he was ten years old, he went to fish in the river and was almost washed away by the water. He was a few years older, and since then he has regarded Lu Tinghe as his half-brother. Except for Zhu Wanxing who just found out about Lu Tinghe's rebirth, only he knows about it.

"It should be awake." Lu Tinghe looked up at the person lying on the chair, and said contemptuously: "Brother, you don't know, Lu Fengchuan has no other skills, acting is really good."

Wang Jia sneered, and asked the person next to him to carry a bucket of water to wake him up. Lu Tinghe raised his hand to stop him: "Don't bother, the electricity is on."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and flipped the switch, and a small electric current crackled all over Lu Fengchuan's body in an instant, and he jerked and bounced like a live shrimp he had put in the oil pan, screaming and stretching his back to struggle.

"Ahh!! Lu... Lu Tinghe, I'll kill you! Damn, pretend to be tricking me! Just wait for me! Ugh!"

Wang Jia curled his lips, "Hey, you're sober, you're energetic enough, you're happier than the ducks in Dongyuan, and the effect of the medicine is over so quickly?"

Lu Tinghe also smiled, "Well, the injection can be doubled."

Wang Jia knew that Lu Tinghe had to do the next thing by himself, took the materials and took the others out, and before leaving, he whispered: "Xiaohe, brother knows that you want to kill him, but don't set yourself up Go in, you have a lot of hands, no matter what, he can't die here, understand?"

"Understood, brother, don't worry, I know."

Lu Tinghe patted him on the shoulder with a smile. Just as he was about to push the man out, a hand reached behind him. Wang Jia took a bunch of knives from the table and put them into his pocket, "Since I have counted them, I will confiscate them!"

"Hey, you—" Lu Tinghe laughed a little: "You should save me some."

"We don't need that, it's too cheap for him." Wang Jia took out a thick branch from his trousers pocket as if offering a treasure, with a sharp point at one end, "This one is good! I just folded it for you, it's hard and rough, no It's easy to kill, but it's easy to cover up."

Lu Tinghe couldn't laugh or cry holding the twig. Just as he was about to speak, Wang Jia blocked him back, and said indulgently, "Isn't one enough? It's okay! Brother broke two for you!"

As he spoke, he took out another branch from his pocket and stuffed it to Lu Tinghe, "Just two, there are no more, you don't know how hard and difficult the trees here are! I stood on the tree in the rain. I jumped up and down for 10 minutes and chopped these two together! Save some money."

Lu Tinghe knew that Wang Jia could see that he was in a bad mood, and was afraid that he would kill Lu Fengchuan with a single slash with the heart of a knife.

"When you use it, be careful not to scratch your hands. You know, fingerprints can be washed away by rain, but blood stains can't be washed away. If it doesn't work, you can wrap your hands. Hey, is there something to wrap?" He said while He raised his hand to untie his tie, "Give me my tie for you to wrap yourself in a while—"

"Okay, Wang Ma!" Lu Tinghe interrupted him with a smile, and pushed him to the door, "Come on, don't linger here."

"Hey, what are you talking about!" Wang Jia turned to him, "It's not big or small!"

Lu Tinghe managed to throw people out, including Wang Jia's tie, this was his own business, and he couldn't involve others too much.

When Wang Jia went out, Lu Tinghe's expression immediately turned cold, and he picked up the two branches and walked inside. Lu Fengchuan was lying on the restraint chair, gasping for breath, covered in a mess of cold sweat and urine.

He raised his hand and pulled the black cloth from Lu Fengchuan's eyes, "Don't come here, my good brother."

Lu Fengchuan looked at him in horror, and took a few breaths, "Lu Tinghe, what are you doing! You...you better think clearly that murder is against the law! I told my assistant yesterday before I went to Dongyuan, and he will immediately Bring someone over here!"

"Yes, you just reminded me, I have to fight quickly." Lu Tinghe tried it with a branch in his hand, "Since you are also reborn, then we don't need to reminisce about the old days."

"Does this chair look familiar? I got it from that mental hospital."

As he spoke, he ran across Lu Fengchuan's neck with a branch. The branch split by Wang Jia was sharp and rough, and he could pierce into the flesh with a single force of his hand, "You tied me to this chair in your previous life. I specially asked Young Master Lu to try it too."

Lu Fengchuan stared at the branch tremblingly, his voice trembling, "Lu Tinghe...don't mess around...we have no enmity or grudge in this life! Now that you let me go, I definitely don't care about you—ahhhhh !!"

Accompanied by his screams, the branch pierced into his chest forcefully, Lu Tinghe grabbed the branch and scratched fiercely from his collarbone to his lower abdomen, a bright red blood mark immediately spread and expanded.

"You don't care about me?" Lu Tinghe sneered, "Young Master Lu is really generous, but it's a pity that I have a small belly, and I will get revenge."

As he spoke, he pulled out the branch violently, and the rough wooden thorns immediately opened the flesh, "Time is short, and I didn't prepare electrodes, so I can only treat Young Master Lu with this!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Tinghe grabbed his arm and exerted force, the tree branch immediately smashed into Lu Fengchuan's forearm, piercing that arm.

"Ahhh! No—"

Lu Fengchuan struggled desperately, yelled and moved his body, the pierced arm convulsed into a twisted shape, he wanted to pull it out but was tightly tied by the belt.

"I...I'll kill you! Lu Tinghe...I'm going to kill you!"

The switch connected to the electricity on the restraint chair was turned on. Lu Tinghe raised his hand and turned the gear to the maximum. Lu Fengchuan twisted like crazy, screaming louder and louder, and his crotch was soaked with urine again.

"Kill me? Brother, why can't you see the situation clearly?"

Lu Tinghe wiped the blood spattered on his pants casually, "The place we are in is a very remote forest. The thunderstorms have been heavy these two days, and branches and even tree stumps blown off by strong winds can be seen everywhere. In this kind of place, Best for the dead."

Lu Fengchuan's face was smeared with tears and saliva, rolling his eyes and twitching continuously, Lu Tinghe turned down the gear in time to let him catch his breath.

"At that time, I will stick you on a tree trunk that was cut off by lightning, pretending to be an accident in the woods where you slipped and died accidentally. Your blood will dye the whole trunk red, and no amount of rain can wash it away. When the hungry snakes and wolf dogs in the woods smell the smell, they will rush over happily with their tongues out, and eat your flesh and blood one bite at a time."

Lu Tinghe leaned close to his ear, and another branch cut on Lu Fengchuan's body following his words, "First the neck, then the chest, then the fingers, the limbs...they will gnaw the bloody flesh you gnawed, separate the limbs, There is not a single piece of good meat. Tell me, what else can you find out then?"

"No! No... Lu Tinghe, you can't do this! You can't—ahh!"

There was another scream, Lu Tinghe stabbed another branch into his left upper arm with a cold face, blood spurted out and splashed on Lu Fengchuan's chin, seeing that he rolled his eyes and was about to pass out, Lu Tinghe raised his hand and turned the switch to the maximum .

Lu Fengchuan convulsed and was restrained, bouncing crazily on the restraint chair, choked up intermittently and begged for mercy, blood dripped down the edge of the chair to the ground.

Lu Tinghe turned off the electricity before he suffocated, and it took a long time for Lu Fengchuan to calm down, his eyes were blank and he huddled on the chair, convulsing like a toy that was about to die.

"Master Lu, have you figured it out?"

A thunderbolt happened to explode, and the lightning came in through the window and hit Lu Tinghe's face. The people on the recliner trembled in fright and were on the verge of collapse.

Lu Tinghe took out the small knife hidden in his pocket and approached his eyes: "Next, I will ask you to answer. If there is a half-truth, I will use it to pierce your eyes."