"Hmm hmm." Chen Ningjing's pain had her constantly rolling her eyes back.
She wanted to curse, but just as the words reached her mouth, saliva flowed endlessly, and her jaw hurt so much she couldn't make a sound.
"Assistant Cheng." The bodyguard dragged the two to the corridor.
Cheng Qing, with a cigarette pinched between his fingers, took a harsh drag, pushed up his glasses, his face growing increasingly murderous as he looked down at Chen Ningjing.
"Since her mouth is so foul, cursing at everyone she sees, then electrify her tongue," Cheng Qing said coldly.
Chen Ningjing, hearing this, hadn't even reacted yet.
Her mouth was forced open, something clamped her tongue, and an electric current assaulted her.
Pain spread from the root of her tongue, excruciating and heart-wrenching, leaving her unable to scream, until her tongue began emitting a burnt scent from the electrocution.
