Yun Ran’s fingers cracked noisily, and her eyes were filled with excitent, not even caring about her hunger anymore.
"Finally, it’s my turn to give the other side a lesson in education, hehehe..."
[Host, who taught you to laugh like that?]
"The antagonists in novels always laugh like this."
Deep in the dungeon, there were a few sneaky rats.
Once Yun Ran entered, they beca extrely well-behaved, not running around and not even daring to squeak.
They didn’t have spiritual wisdom, but it didn’t prevent them from knowing Yun Ran was terrifying.
Especially now, Yun Ran suddenly let out a villainous chuckle, making the rats shiver in fear, which was much scarier than the screams they had heard before.
The rats imdiately hid in their holes, determined never to co out as long as the terrifying human, Yun Ran, was there.
Just then, a chanical sound rang out, and Yun Ran saw the wall on her left side slide open.
Yun Ran muttered to herself: "So this dungeon has two entrances."
Footsteps approached from afar, getting closer.
This atmosphere, combined with the tapping sound, seed like a terrifying Death Sentence, striking at the fragile human heart.
Yet, there was no trace of fear on Yun Ran’s face.
Only she knew the excitent in her eyes; it had been a long ti since she’d felt the thrill of beating up scum.
She wouldn’t be happy even if she could use Xuan Sect thods; to deal with scum, she preferred to feel fist on flesh.
Yang Family Master finally stepped into the dungeon, the dim light only allowing him to see Yun Ran sitting, but not clearly seeing the expression on her face.
Yet, this didn’t stop him from feeling a bloodthirsty excitent trembling through his body, his hand clutching a whip.
"Yo, awake, huh? Good, otherwise it wouldn’t be fun."
Speaking, Yang Family Master took the cara embedded in the wall.
He enjoyed recording his torturous processes and took great pleasure in it.
Ginsengfruit, as a System, couldn’t help but get goosebumps seeing this: [Host, this man is definitely sick in the head, a big pervert!]
It didn’t matter if Yang Family Master was sick; this wouldn’t affect Yun Ran’s performance.
Suddenly, Yun Ran’s gaze fixed tightly on the whip.
Although the lighting was dim here, she could see several ghostly shadows on the whip.
She could even feel the pain and despair of these shadows; sadly, these shadows were too weak to even scream.
Yun Ran rembered clearly, the information Bodyguard had found, those who had suffered inhuman torture were still alive (though this life was no different from death).
She didn’t doubt the capabilities of those coming from Imperial Cauldron Club, but these shadows on the whip indicated that Yang Family Master had blood on his hands.
Yun Ran narrowed her eyes; it seems the waters of Yang Family run deep.
Yang Family Master took off his coat, wearing a Haute Couture vest and a white shirt underneath, looking quite dapper.
"Since you just arrived today, I’ll just let you try a appetizer."
Saying this, a hint of cruelty rose in Yang Family Master’s eyes, his mouth emitting a sinister laugh.
He casually flicked the whip a few tis, the air making a tearing sound, making one shiver just from hearing such a sound.
Yet, across from him, Yun Ran was not panicked at all.
It’s unclear whether Yang Family Master was too excited or not to notice how unsettling Yun Ran’s calmness was.
"Slap!"
The whip lashed out towards Yun Ran, and to catch it bare-handed would certainly cause the palm to tear.
Fortunately, the chains binding Yun Ran were long enough.
Although they restricted her, this length allowed so room for movent for the person being bound.
Yun Ran swung the chain on her wrist, wrapping it around the incoming whip twice through the air.
Yang Family Master opposite had not yet realized what was happening before Yun Ran forcefully pulled, sending him soaring into the air.
Perhaps it was inertia, or maybe he hadn’t reacted, but Yang Family Master had no ti to let go.
In mid-air, he was about to crash heavily onto the ground.
Yun Ran pushed upward with both hands, fiercely shoving against Yang Family Master’s chin.
With a "crack", Yang Family Master’s jaw shifted out of place due to Yun Ran’s strike, and at the sa ti, she forcefully kneed his stomach.
"Ah!"
A scream followed, and then Yang Family Master heavily slamd onto the ground.
But because Yun Ran had kneed him, his landing posture changed.
His knees hit the ground first, and the crisp sound of bones shattering mingled with his earlier screams, creating a painful duet.
The entire process was smooth, as if it had been practiced countless tis.
Yang Family Master’s screams had beco sowhat suppressed; just by hearing them, one could tell he was truly in agony.
Only then did Yun Ran leisurely reach out to snatch the whip still tightly clenched in Yang Family Master’s hand.
Of course, she broke his fingers one by one before taking the whip from him.
Yang Family Master, in severe pain, clenched the whip instinctively. Would Yun Ran indulge him?
She would not give up on what she wanted, even if it ant breaking all ten of his fingers.
The consecutive critical blows made Yang Family Master suffer excruciating pain, and his voice beca weak.
[Host, you might be hitting too hard. You’re about to kill him, which would be letting him off too easy.]
"This is just the beginning, don’t worry, I know how much he can take, he won’t die."
What Yun Ran didn’t ntion, though, was that while it wouldn’t be fatal, enduring such tornt was incredibly painful, sothing not everyone could withstand.
Yun Ran examined the whip, the spectral images on it were initially ferocious, baring their teeth.
But seeing how easily Yang Family Master was subdued, even ending up in such a miserable state, they suddenly froze.
Especially when they realized this vicious woman could see them, they quickly shrank back in fear.
Yun Ran: ...
Well, they truly consider her more terrifying than a villain.
However, that didn’t stop Yun Ran from using the whip. She swung the whip.
The sound of the whip breaking through the air was louder than the swings Yang Family Master had made, almost like an explosion.
Then, a "snap" sound followed, and Yun Ran struck a valuable cara.
The cara cracked in the middle, splitting into two halves, then crashed heavily onto the ground, turning into a pile of debris.
Yun Ran looked at the whip in her hands with satisfaction: "Not bad, quite handy. I just wonder how many lashes this thing can withstand."
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