American Comics: BOSS Invasion

"Alright, stop standing there like an idiot. Get some rope and tie him up. Giving him an inch, and he thinks he can take a mile! He just needs a good beating!"

Qi Shan expressionlessly gave the order and went straight into the inner room.

Hong Yan was startled, but not afraid, just a little surprised. She glanced at Ye Zimei, who was dragging the burly man by the collar towards the corner. After a moment's hesitation, she did as she was told.

She grabbed a coil of hemp rope used for drying clothes and whispered to Ye Zimei as she handed it over, "Miss, although this man's words are unpleasant, he is, after all, a member of the Axe Gang. The Axe Gang is very powerful now, and taking action easily escalates things. Why don't you try to persuade your brother? It's too risky!"

Ye Zimei glanced at her, her eyes so piercingly cold that Hong Yan shivered. She hurriedly took two steps back, dabbed her chest with a handkerchief, and took a few quick breaths to calm herself.

Good heavens, what's this girl's background? She looks like she's about to kill someone.

Ye Zimei flicked her hand, and a flash of silver caught Hong Yan's attention. She instinctively caught it.

The weight in her hand was substantial, accompanied by a crisp clinking sound.

Hong Yan immediately realized it was silver coins!

"Don't ask what you shouldn't ask, don't meddle in what you shouldn't meddle in, be blind, deaf, and ignorant, and be obedient and do whatever you're told. That's the best way to save your life, wouldn't you agree?"

Ye Zimei suddenly spoke, startling Hong Yan.

Looking at her icy eyes, Hong Yan didn't dare to have any other thoughts and quickly nodded repeatedly.

"Understood, I see nothing, hear nothing, know nothing. Master has been out all day and must be hungry. I'll go prepare the meal. I bought some marinated delicacies this morning, with pork stomach, chicken liver, and aged ginseng wine. I also got two pounds of Wang's braised pig head meat, with alternating layers of fat and lean meat, chewy and springy. Master should like it very much."

After speaking, she turned and hurried into the kitchen.

She humbly helped Qi Shan wash up, then carefully arranged the food on the stone table in the courtyard.

Qi Shan and Ye Zimei sat opposite each other, while Hong Yan stayed close to Qi Shan, serving him attentively.

Before the meal even began, the aroma wafting out woke the burly man.

Seeing Qi Shan sitting beside him eating, his eyes instantly widened. He instinctively tried to rush over, as if his memory was still stuck on what had just happened.

But as soon as he moved, he realized he was tied up and could only wriggle like a worm, unable to move at all.

He looked down, paused for a moment, then remembered what had happened earlier, and his face instantly showed fear.

Qi Shan glanced at him but didn't speak, continuing to eat his meal slowly and deliberately.

With Qi Shan silent, the two women naturally didn't speak either. The three of them treated him like air, completely ignoring him.

Thinking this, he was too lazy to engage in any profound conversation with this stubborn man. He simply raised his chopsticks and pointed, saying indifferently, "Tell me your rank and backup within the Axe Gang, the location of the Axe Gang's headquarters, and the locations of several branch halls.

Are there any Axe Gang strongholds nearby? How do you communicate with each other? What are the secret codes? How did you join the Axe Gang?

What major operations has the Axe Gang been involved in recently? Which ones have you participated in? Tell me everything honestly, or you'll suffer!"

The burly man was somewhat dazed. "What do you mean? I'm a member of the Axe Gang. Shouldn't you be kneeling and begging for mercy?"

Qi Shan rolled his eyes, not knowing what to say. He turned to Hong Yan and said, "This kind of brainless person comes here every day to take your money. Don't you feel aggrieved?"

Hong Yan showed a look of grievance, covering half her face with her little handkerchief, whimpering twice but saying nothing.

Interesting, she's living cautiously, still keeping a way out for herself!

Seeing that she didn't answer, Qi Shan didn't mind.

"I can't use supernatural powers in this world, and hypnosis takes too long. Forget it, let's use the old method. A leather whip soaked in cold water, let him have a taste of leather whip stir-fried meat. That should beat something out of him!"

Qi Shan took out a handkerchief from his pocket and flicked it lightly in his hand. The handkerchief instantly lengthened by several feet, then, as if using a whip, he slashed it horizontally, and a cracking sound suddenly rang out in the air. The handkerchief had actually transformed directly into a three-meter-long black snake-scaled whip.

The magical transformation stunned both of them.

Qi Shan handed the whip to Ye Zimei. Ye Zimei licked her lips, took the whip, took two steps forward, and lashed it down.

Then, a cracking sound was heard in the air, the burly man's clothes were torn open, and a blood-red welt instantly appeared on his body.

The burly man was stunned for a moment before screaming miserably, his face twisted in pain.

"You dare to hit me? I'm a member of the Axe Gang, ah, ah, ah, ah!"

"I'm a member of the Axe Gang! Do you know what the Axe Gang means? You idiot, you're going to die! I will definitely kill you, ah, ah, ah, ah!"

"Ah, ah, ah, ah—"

"Ah, ah, ah, ah—"

Screams followed one after another, each louder than the last. Ye Zimei wielded the whip as if it were alive, crisscrossing up and down, splitting left and right. The sound of the black-scaled whip striking flesh was like firecrackers during the New Year, dense and frequent.

The tip of the whip gradually changed from black to red.

The burly man's body was covered in crisscrossing wounds. From the beginning to the end, the skin was torn, and in several places, the bones could even be seen.

Blood soaked through his clothes and seeped into the ground at his feet.

Drip, drip, drip, particularly eerie.

Hong Yan went from surprise to shock, from dazed to dumbfounded, and finally simply turned her head away, tightly closing her eyes, no longer daring to look.

Hong Yan had seen no shortage of dead people. Every few days, gang members would die in ditches or be chopped up and stuffed into sacks to be sunk in the Huangpu River.

She was in frequent contact with gang members, so she heard a lot of similar news, but she had never seen it with her own eyes, especially a scene of torture like this, which she had only heard about in storytelling performances, usually used to describe cruel officials or the Embroidered Uniform Guard.

She never thought she would actually see it today.

After a full cup of tea's worth of whipping, the blood had almost flowed out in buckets before the burly man came to his senses. He uncontrollably trembled, raised his pale face, and said weakly, "Grandpa, stop hitting me, stop hitting me. I really can't take it anymore. Ask whatever you want, I'll tell you everything, I'll tell you everything!"