Or the ones where she made Chen Yu crawl between her legs and beat up mercilessly.
She sometimes used iron rods to heat them on the fire and make scars with that on her body.
The flesh that rotted, she cut them off without any anesthetic.
Chen Yu looked young, at least an eleven or twelve years old child in the pictures.
This was something beyond words, a scene that you couldn't simply describe with some words.
Everytime Chen Yu turned half dead, only then did Mrs. Ke stop this. But for Chen Yu, everyday was like a living hell.
The screen stopped as the lights came back, but there was a screaming sound as everyone saw Mrs. Ke, who was crawling on the ground in fear.
"How… How did these pictures come here?" she was trembling in fear as she looked at the screen in horror.
