Abu eventually put down the gun and didn't beat the guy called "Screwdriver."
I felt a lump in my throat and said, "Brother, remember what I said. Thank you!"
Screwdriver grabbed the iron bars, watching helplessly as I was dragged away by Abu and the others.
"Bang!"
As soon as they dragged me into the small dark room, Abu hit me with the butt of his gun, knocking me to the blood-stained cement floor.
"Keep beating him, but don't break his limbs, so he can still participate in the competition," Liu Shiyi said, sitting in a chair in front, with his legs crossed, sipping red wine, and cutting a piece of bloody meat with a knife and fork.
Abu hesitated for a moment and looked at Wrench, who stood expressionless beside him.
Hitting me just now was merely a show for Liu Shiyi.
"What's the matter? Can't do it?" Liu Shiyi put down his knife and fork and took a sip of wine.
"I'll do it. I've wanted to teach him a lesson for a long time," Wrench pushed Abu aside and started punching me.
As he hit me, he cursed in a dialect that I didn't fully understand. It seemed like he was venting his anger because I had been too arrogant.
"Don't hit too hard. If he dies, it'll be difficult to explain," Liu Shiyi said leisurely, continuing to eat his raw meat and drink wine.
Every punch from Wrench landed with a thud, tears falling on my burning face. Even though he was holding back a lot of his strength and hitting me superficially, I was still left dizzy and covered in bruises.
I knew he was doing this so I could survive. If he didn't act, the other henchmen would swarm in and beat me. If they accidentally killed me, Liu Shiyi would have a way to cover it up.
I bit my lip, refusing to make a sound of surrender. I lay on the ground convulsing, tears streaming down my face as I looked at Wrench, who was trying to be harsh while beating me...
I didn't know how long it lasted until Wrench's eyes were red from crying. Liu Shiyi clapped his hands and shouted, "Stop!"
Wrench's fist stopped a centimeter from my face and then slammed into the ground. I could feel his rapid breathing, full of anger and restraint.
"Take him out and let him pay for his own treatment. If he can't bring in a million in orders within three days, continue pulling out his toenails," Liu Shiyi said, finishing his glass of red wine and walking towards me.
Wrench immediately wiped away his tears, turned calmly, and said, "Supervisor, I'll take him to the infirmary now."
"Wait. I just thought of a way to save him from further torture," Liu Shiyi said, waving his hand. One of the henchmen quickly handed him an AK-47.
"You go and kill two people now, and I'll consider it a pledge of loyalty. Otherwise, I can't trust keeping you around. You killed Peitong; now you need to do something for me," Liu Shiyi said.
Using all my strength, I asked, "Kill… who?"
Liu Shiyi gave a sly smile, "Who to kill, that's up to you. Kill two of those pigs, and I'll spare you."
Coughing heavily, I said, "Lace, Lass, you want me to kill them?"
"Hahaha, you're so naive. Has studying made you stupid? I said pigs, fool!" Liu Shiyi, the pervert, stomped on my left hand and cursed fiercely.
"Okay, let me go to the workshop," I said, terrified, immediately agreeing to avoid having my hand crushed.
"Smart choice," Liu Shiyi kicked me once more before ordering them to take me out of the basement.
I later learned that he didn't stomp my hand hard because he was physically weak and didn't have the strength!
Killing… pledging loyalty!
He then recorded a video, threatening to send it to the Chinese police, which he could use to blackmail me. Even if I wanted to return to China, I'd have no reason to go back, bearing a murder charge and forced to remain his pawn.
"Don't feel guilty. Choose two dying people and shoot them to save yourself," Wrench whispered, helping me up.
I gave him a grateful look. Without him, I would have been dead long ago.
"Can you hold on? I didn't mean to knock you over earlier!" Abu supported my other numb arm, anxiously explaining.
I said nothing and didn't want to speak. My whole body ached, my heart felt heavy, and my legs were weak.
When Wrench and Abu brought me to the training ground, it was just after work hours. The lower-ranked pigs were outside, lining up for the slop that even pigs wouldn't eat.
"Wait… wait," I signaled them to stop. I wanted to find two hateful people here to shoot.
I hoped to spot Peilin, that bastard, whom I'd been looking for a long time.
"There are hundreds of people in line here. I'll carry you around. Just make a sound if you see someone," Wrench said, letting Abu help me onto his back so I could identify people more easily.
Abu held the AK-47 and followed us, ready to hand me the gun.
I knew Liu Shiyi's malicious intent. If I didn't kill two people today, he would definitely stab me, rendering me defenseless, only to be beaten to death in the Mid-Autumn Festival competition.
Ace couldn't stay in the park to protect me all the time. If Liu Shiyi threatened me with the lives of Wrench, Ba Yi, and Chen Weiqiang, I wouldn't dare to seek help anymore.
I would only be ruthlessly oppressed by him until my death.
I couldn't accept or face such a tragic ending.
Although I didn't want to kill the pigs, I had to follow his orders to survive and avoid implicating them.
Wrench carried me from the front to the back of the first row, but I didn't find a familiar face.
I made up my mind. If I couldn't find the traitor, I'd choose two terminally ill people to kill, helping them escape their misery.
I consoled myself with this thought as tears of sorrow and unwillingness streamed down my face.
"You can't be soft-hearted; otherwise, you'll die, and so will Qiangzi," Wrench reminded me again.
He was right. He'd been here for three years, and Liu Shiyi would never kill him. Besides, I'd killed Peitong, and Liu Shiyi needed manpower, so he couldn't kill Wrench either. That would give other supervisors or overseers a chance to finish him off.
Liu Shiyi wasn't stupid. He wanted evidence of me killing to control me.
These pigs thought we were selecting people to abuse, trembling in the line with their heads down.
Seeing this, my heart ached even more.
"Wait…"
Just as I was despairing, I suddenly noticed a familiar, sleazy figure in the third row.
Abu quickly asked, "Which one? I'll drag him out!"
"Him… Datou, you bastard… die!"
I had no strength to point out the leader hiding in the crowd.
"The big-headed one?"
Abu parted the crowd and dragged out the fat man in front of Datou.
When I shouted "Datou," he thought I meant the fat guy with a big head.
"Big… big brother, please don't kill me. I'll definitely get a big order this afternoon…" The fat man was so scared he knelt with a thud.
"No… that one, Datou."
I shook my head weakly, glaring at the former team leader trying to sneak away.