章 118: The Torture (2)

"Are you going to tell us about the person on whose behest you kidnapped Feng Xinying or not?" asked Xie Yuansheng with a very cold face.

"Xie Yuansheng, I swear I did this to protect you. That bitch Feng-"

Pa. Pa. Pa. Xie Yuansheng slapped her again. "Don't you speak her name with your filthy mouth, you bitch!"

Wang Zirong broke into sobs. "I am your childhood friend. Why will I think of going against you Xie Yuansheng? You are under the wrong impression."

"I will peel your nails from your finger Wang Zirong," said Xie Yuansheng as a man came and kept his toolbox in front of him on a chair.

"I will ask you questions and if you don't answer, your nail will be take out with a plier," said Xie Yuansheng as he rolled his sleeve up and took the plier out of the toolbox.

Wang Zirong struggled against the tied rope. "Don't, don't," she cried in horror.