My Scheming Little Devil

But the tiny chains were as secure as steel. She struggled so hard that her hands and feet bled, unable to escape the terrifying bed.

When she felt like she was about to die from the pain, Kurozawa finally turned off that nightmarish ghost light.

He walked over with a cold face, seeing her drenched in cold sweat from pain, her beautiful eyes overflowing with fear and anguish, her limbs covered in dark bruises and bleeding, like a puppet being broken by torture, looking truly pitiful.

He lifted the corners of his mouth in a vicious sneer; no one could withstand his torture, and this girl was no exception.

"Hurts, doesn’t it? You filthy girl, just admit you’re a spy to lessen your suffering. As long as you confess and sign, I’ll let you live comfortably."

Even though the light was off, the pain penetrating her cells hadn’t completely faded. Jun Yiyi was deeply uncomfortable, her throat parched, breathing hurt her throat like fire.

She laboriously lifted her head, her deep, black eyes filled with anger and hatred, glaring at this scoundrel in front of her.

Even Fengye Wuyin hadn’t threatened her life like this, never had she endured such suffering. This torture instead sparked her rare stubbornness and grit. 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚

"Ha! Dream on." She sneered, her eyes like X-rays that penetrate fiercely, wiping away the bloody froth from her bitten lips, "You think I’m an idiot? Why should I admit to something I haven’t done? If I admit, you’ll kill me quietly. You fool, do you think I can’t see through your intentions?"

Having his intentions exposed, Kurozawa was shocked and scared; this girl could actually see through his goal.

Clearly, she wasn’t simple; this girl must be eliminated immediately after interrogation to avoid endless troubles.

"You filthy girl, do you believe I’ll kill you right now? Even in this situation, you still dare to be stubborn." His thin and cold eyes shot at her, threatening with a chill.

Jun Yiyi sneered, "If you really have the guts, go ahead and kill me now. But, I see, you don’t dare. If I die inexplicably, you won’t escape responsibility. After all, I’m tied to the truth of this assassination and the safety of the Councilman’s wife."

Jun Yiyi’s mind was clear. As long as she didn’t confess, no matter how fearless he was, he wouldn’t dare kill her.

This was her hope for survival; she would endure it with clenched teeth.

She stubbornly wanted to see how ruthless Ling Kong would be if she didn’t confess. If she could endure these tortures, would he believe she wasn’t lying?

"You filthy girl, you’re seeking death." Kurozawa, shamed and angry, every prisoner he interrogated feared his methods; no one dared to ridicule him like this.

With a sinister look, he grabbed her long hair and forcefully yanked her, directly dragging her from the mobile bed to the ground. Then, with a twisted expression, he clutched her hair, slapping her snow-white face rapidly, making it swell instantly. Her nose and mouth bled uncontrollably.

Still unsatisfied, he sneered, took out his hard-soled leather shoe, and fiercely kicked her body, knowing precisely where the pain was greatest, targeting the cruelest spots.

Jun Yiyi felt as if her scalp was being torn off, unable to avoid at all.