My Scheming Little Devil

"Are you ready to confess and sign?"

Jun Yiyi shivered from the icy water’s sting, forced into consciousness, her mangled lips curling into a sardonic smile: "Do you think I’m a... fool? If I admit now... all the suffering I’ve endured would have been pointless... I’d rather die than admit..."

Hei Ze Lang was furious, having wasted so much time torturing her, this stinky girl was as stubborn as a rock, absolutely repulsive.

Damn it, there’s not much time left.

She has to be forced into confessing.

"Seems like you really have a stiff mouth, you stinky girl, let’s make you taste something scarier than death then. Bring it over..."

Hei Ze Lang ordered Shan Gui, who then opened a sealed golden instrument, from its distant opening a white mist flowed, he carefully retrieved a long cylindrical tempered glass tube from within, respectfully handing it to Hei Ze Lang.

Hei Ze Lang lazily took the cylinder, standing thirty centimeters tall and two fists wide, holding a black-blue substance inside, what could it be?

He squatted down, presenting the bottle to Jun Yiyi’s swollen eyes, an ominous smile brimming with malice and excitement.

"Do you know what’s inside this?"

Jun Yiyi squinted, at first failing to discern anything but a blur of black and blue, but upon a second look, she realized something was amiss.

She initially thought it housed blue-black powder or something alike, but upon closer inspection, she saw it was dense with spider-thin black-blue long threads, writhing desperately in the liquid.

The sight sent shivers down her spine, goosebumps rising, her eyes showing terror.

"W-what is this?"

"Do you like it? Now this will be used on you soon, they’re very cute little darlings." Hei Ze Lang chuckled grimly, these were high-tech manufactured mechanical bugs, resembling real ones but with far greater lethality.

No prisoner can resist them.

Jun Yiyi was terrified, her pupils dilated rapidly, face pallid, fear driving her backwards desperately: "You’ve gone mad, what are you planning to do? I want to see He Lian Ling Kong, I want to see him, how could he treat me like this?"

"You’ve offended him; you think you can just see him? Unless you confess, you’ll never see him. Come on, obediently enjoy this; you don’t have much time left!"

Hei Ze Lang’s twisted face beamed with a ferocious grin, extending a hand to Shan Gui, who handed him an extraction syringe.

The two of them approached Jun Yiyi step by step.

"No... no... get away from me... stay away..." Jun Yiyi screamed vehemently, her voice hoarse and exhausted, as she desperately tried to dodge, but the torment she’d undergone had drained all her strength.

She was utterly powerless to struggle, only able to watch helplessly as these two maniacs seized her arms, forcibly pinning her to the ground.

Then using the syringe, they extracted the substance from the cylinder and injected it into her arm.

Jun Yiyi was so frightened that tears streamed down her stark white face uncontrollably, she trembled all over, desperately trying to move her hand, but unable to reclaim it.

Feeling the intense pain in her arm, she could no longer endure the overwhelming fear inside, letting out a pained scream, tears pouring down madly.

"No, no, it hurts so much... stop... please stop..."

The tearing sound seemed to emanate from deep within her chest, so fearful, so despairing.

She convulsed violently, sobbing, shaking in utmost terror.

"Mommy, Daddy, save me... Daddy, where are you..." She broke down completely, tears falling like beads, curling into a ball, desperate and helpless like a child, "Yiyi hurts so much... come and save Yiyi... Yiyi wants to go home... go home..."

ps: Finally, Yiyi got tormented, making up for bullying Ling Kong before.