The main hall of Laizhou Prefecture.
More than twenty mountain bandits knelt on the ground, their hands tied behind their backs.
Fang Er sat in the Prefect's seat, his face grim as he looked at the bandits.
An escort of over a thousand people was far beyond the capability of your three hundred mountain bandits from Jade Emperor Mountain to ambush.
Speak! Who else was involved in the robbery of the national debt!
Hahahaha, dog official!
The bandit chief roared with laughter, completely unfazed by his predicament, and instead cursed at Fang Er.
You extort money from the common people under false pretenses; you are more wicked than us! What right do you have to sit there!
If you have the guts, kill me. If you even frown, I'm a son of a bitch!
At these words, the expressions of those in the hall varied.
The other bandits looked at him with admiration and worship.
While Yan Shuangying and the others stared at him as if he were already dead, Wang Xuance gnashed his teeth.
Your Grace!
Just as he was about to say something, Fang Er waved his hand to stop him.
Death will be something you yearn for in your dreams later!
With that, Fang Er turned to Yan Shuangying.
First, sever one of his leg tendons! I want to see how tough he really is!
Yes!
Your Grace, let me! I love skinning and tendon-cutting the most!
Lai Yifa stepped forward with a sinister grin, his eyes filled with excitement as he looked at the bandit leader.
Little ones, hold him down for me!
Yes! Director!
Four Eastern Depot guards rushed in from outside the hall, pinning the bandit leader firmly to the ground. Without a word, they stripped him bare.
Lai Yifa flicked his right hand in the air, and a three-inch long small knife appeared in his palm, its blade glinting with cold light.
Fang the scoundrel! How dare you?!
The bandit leader, lying on the cold ground, glared up at Fang Er and cursed.
You bastard! You still dare to be arrogant? Where do you get your nerve from?
Lai Yifa stepped forward and kicked the bandit leader in the mouth with such force that his jaw was pierced by his own teeth, and several of his front teeth were knocked out.
Fang the scoundrel! I advise you to release me obediently, otherwise, you won't get out of Shandong!
His face was pierced, but the bandit leader remained as defiant as ever, as if the injury were on someone else.
Hahahaha! You won't get out of Shandong! Good! I'll see how capable you fiends and demons are!
Cut!
Fang Er let out a cold laugh and then waved to Lai Yifa.
Yes, Your Grace!
The knife in Lai Yifa's hand, like a silver snake flicking its tongue, directly pierced the bandit leader's right thigh bone.
Even from two meters away, Fang Er could hear a faint "pop," the sound of the severed tendon recoiling.
Hmmph~~~
With his mouth pinned, the bandit leader could only let out a muffled groan. Large drops of sweat appeared densely on his forehead and back.
Lai Yifa pulled out the knife and made another cut towards the bandit leader's ankle, slicing sideways. The bandit leader's ankle was severed.
After these two cuts, the bandit leader began to moan excruciatingly while writhing frantically. However, under the control of the Eastern Depot guards, his movements were futile.
The knife was withdrawn. Lai Yifa merely shook it lightly, and all the bloodstains detached. This was the work of Sun Wukong!
He inserted his right thumb and index finger into the wound on the bandit leader's ankle and pulled forcefully.
Snap~!
A blood-stained leg tendon was completely pulled out by him.
The bandit leader instantly fainted from the pain.
Seeing this, four or five of the other bandits immediately wet themselves, and the hall was filled with the stench of urine and the smell of blood.
Lai Yifa sneered at the unconscious bandit leader: You son of a bitch, you think you can faint? Did you ask me first!
With that, he took out a handful of silver needles from his waist and, like stabbing a voodoo doll, inserted them into the back of the bandit leader's head.
Urgh~~
The bandit leader, who had just fainted, was revived by his stabbing within a minute.
Speak! Who else was involved in the robbery of the national debt!
As soon as he woke up, the bandit leader heard Lai Yifa's thunderous roar in his ear, so loud that it could have ruptured his eardrums.
You, you, you bunch of dog, dog-fucking bastards, how dare you treat me like this! Believe it or not, believe it or not, you won't see tomorrow's sun!
The bandit leader shivered with pain, but he still stubbornly threatened them.
Heh~~ You want to enrage me so that I'll give you a quick death?
It's fine if you don't want to say anything. Anyway, there are plenty of your accomplices here, so it doesn't matter if you're missing one.
Although the bandit leader's words were fierce, Fang Er still detected a trace of desperation in his eyes. He wanted Fang Er to lose his composure so he could kill him with one swift blow.
Lai Zi, cut out his tongue! Since you don't want to talk, then don't speak!
Yes, Your Grace!
Lai Yifa grabbed the bandit leader's hair, pulling his head up. The small knife reappeared in his palm.
The bandit leader smiled, obediently opening his mouth and even sticking out his tongue.
Seeing his reaction, Fang Er smiled, a cold smile.
Heh, what? You think cutting out your tongue will bring you a quick death?
Let me teach you a bit of common sense: less than one in ten people successfully commit suicide by biting off their tongue. So, don't worry, you won't die after your tongue is cut!
Lai Zi, get to it!
Ching~~!
As soon as he finished speaking, the bandit leader's expression changed drastically. He instinctively tried to retract his tongue, but he was still no match for the knife in Lai Yifa's hand.
The small knife sliced across, and the three-inch long tongue was cut off at the root. The action was so fast that the tongue twitched a few times after falling to the ground.
Ah~~~!
This time, the bandit leader finally screamed. His mouth was wide open, and blood mixed with saliva continuously gushed out, dripping onto the bluestone floor in front of him.
Drag him out! Treat his wounds, but don't let him die too quickly!
Fang Er instructed the guards nearby and then turned to the other bandits.
Speak! Who else was involved!
Don't even think about a quick death. Looting the national debt and ambushing officials is treason.
If you don't confess truthfully, from now on, one person will be killed every incense stick's duration!
You won't escape any of the three thousand six hundred cuts!
Lai Yifa toyed with the small knife in his hand, spinning it rapidly like a butterfly dancing through flowers, yet without harming himself.
Your Grace, rest assured, I've practiced. I can survive up to four thousand cuts!
All the bandits shuddered at these words.
Four thousand cuts~!
But, they looked at each other, and still, no one spoke.
After an incense stick's duration, Lai Yifa turned and walked towards the hall entrance. Two guards randomly selected a bandit from the ground and escorted him along.
The chosen bandit instantly turned into jelly with fear, his limbs going limp. He was dragged away like a dead dog.
When his knees hit the threshold of the hall, he suddenly shouted frantically.
I, I, I, I'll speak~~ Don't, don't flay me, please, I'll speak!