Urban Unrivaled Soldier King

"Woo woo …"

The moment he opened his eyes, Secretary Zhang could not hold back and wanted to curse loudly, but only a few whining sounds came out.

Secretary Zhang struggled but found that he was unable to move.

Even in his wildest dreams, Secretary Zhang would never have thought that there would actually be someone who dared to use violence against him in the group office.

So much so that the Secretary Zhang, whose entire body was tied to his large computer by a hemp rope, became completely flustered.

"Woo woo …"

Secretary Zhang tried his best to make a sound, but he could only make a few whimpering sounds.

Violence was most effective in dealing with villains.

"Don't waste your energy." Long Lin looked at Secretary Zhang and said coldly, "My socks are all stuffed into your mouth."

To prove he did not say anything, Long Lin took out his right foot from his leather shoes and waved it in front of Secretary Zhang. Then, he took out his left foot from the other leather shoe and placed it next to Secretary Zhang's mouth.

"By the way, by the way, I didn't come home last night, so I didn't wash my feet or change my socks."

"Ugh …"

Secretary Zhang's stomach immediately turned upside down.

Long Lin had not said it before, he only felt that his mouth was salty, and did not take it seriously. However, when Long Lin said this, he immediately crumbled.

The big bowl of noodles that he ate for breakfast swarmed out from his stomach, but his mouth was tightly sealed by the stinky socks. The vomit that had rushed into his throat could only return to his stomach through the same route.

This cycle made Secretary Zhang even more disgusted and directly made him want to die.

The whole world had collapsed.

Long Lin opened the shoulder bag and took out a small, exquisite, silver box, which he placed on Secretary Zhang's stomach.

"I hope you can hold on for a minute. Don't let me have a bad time."

"Woo woo …" Secretary Zhang struggled as hard as he could, wanting to sit up.

But Long Lin had already expressionlessly grabbed onto Secretary Zhang's right thumb, and pierced it with a needle.

The soft silver needle kept spinning, as though it had turned into a sharp steel nail.

It pierced the skin, pierced the phalanx, penetrated the bone, and pierced the Secretary Zhang's finger until only the hilt was left.

"Wuuu..." "Ah …"

The wailing suddenly stopped.

Pain!

A bone-piercing pain!

It was better to die than to live.

A terrifying pain suddenly struck him, causing Secretary Zhang's body to tense up.

Just the first wave was enough to destroy Secretary Zhang's nerves.

The muscles on his face twitched, and his temples swelled and sagged like bulging rubber balls. The sweat on his forehead was pouring like rain, and his clothes were completely drenched in it.

Sweat continued to pour out from his clothes, causing the entire tabletop to become moist, as if a large basin of water had been poured over it.

Secretary Zhang screamed with all his might, but unfortunately, his mouth was stuffed with stinky socks and only some "ah ah" sound came out from his throat.

Secretary Zhang's eyes moistened as large amounts of tears rolled down his face.

He cried bitterly.

At first, the tears were crystal, then they became turbid and yellow, like the urine of a seriously dehydrated person.

"This is called connecting ten fingers to the heart, even a needle to the marrow." As Long Lin rapidly quivered his silver needles, he explained in a serious tone, "This is my own creation's method of interrogating fugitives."

"There's no need to explain it, right?" Long Lin looked at Secretary Zhang whose facial features were warped, and said with a smile, "The so called bone marrow, is that my silver needles have already pierced through your bones, and at this moment, are stirring continuously in your bone marrow."

"The stirring frequency is around 300 cycles per second. Its effect is comparable to that of a normal crusher." Long Lin continued to smile and said, "Besides making you wish you were dead from the pain, this kind of punishment would also grind the bone marrow into powder. Then, your bone marrow would completely die, and if it breaks, the bones in your fingers would naturally die as well."

"Don't worry, modern medicine can cure this disease. As for the cure, it's very simple. It's just an amputation."

Not bad, you actually endured for three seconds. Continue working hard. You still have nine fingers and ten toes.

The Secretary Zhang had completely collapsed.

He felt as if a century had passed, but Long Lin only told him that three seconds had passed.

Long Lin slowly pulled out a silver needle and moved it to Secretary Zhang's left hand side and grabbed his left thumb.

The silver needle was pulled out, and the pain subsided.

Secretary Zhang, who had already completely collapsed, struggled with all his might as he nodded his head vigorously.

"You mean you compromise?"

"Woo woo …"

Secretary Zhang nodded with all his might.

"Compromise too quickly. There's no sincerity in it." Long Lin looked at Secretary Zhang and said with a smile, "In order to let you memorize it more deeply and become more sincere, I will reluctantly cripple a bit more."

F * ck you!

If Secretary Zhang could open his mouth, he would definitely curse loudly. However, he could not do anything as he could only let out some "wuwu" sounds.

But after just a moment, a painful roar that was similar to "Ah, ah" rang out from Secretary Zhang's throat.

Long Lin then pierced Secretary Zhang's left thumb with a silver needle.

A wide range of vibratory needle s, was completely minced.

The bone marrow was crushed to pieces.

This sort of pain was a true deep pain that seeped into his bones. This was because the silver needles were actually rapidly vibrating within his bones.

The pain came again, but this time, it was only the beginning, but Secretary Zhang's eyes turned black, and he fainted.

He fainted from the pain.

Long Lin's face was full of disdain as he pulled out the silver needles, strangling the man with Secretary Zhang's middle finger, waking him up.

"Now we can have a good chat." Long Lin pulled out the stinky socks from Secretary Zhang's mouth.

"Dragon …" Secretary Zhang couldn't help but to roar, but when he saw Long Lin's sharp gaze, he immediately went silent.

"Answer my question." Long Lin shined the slender silver needle in front of Secretary Zhang's eyes and said coldly, "Don't try to resist, and don't even think about calling the police. Because of the injuries caused by the needles, modern medical methods simply cannot diagnose them.

"Besides, does anyone believe I tortured you in the office?"

The bright silver needle shone under the light, dazzling the eyes like the scythe of the god of death, causing the Secretary Zhang to tremble.

"Have you ever been greedy with your company's property?" Long Lin asked coldly.

Secretary Zhang answered without thinking, "No."

"Congratulations, you got the wrong answer."

"Dragon …" Seeing Long Lin's face that was filled with a cold smile, Secretary Zhang changed his words. Unfortunately, before he could even say the second word, Long Lin had already cracked open his jaw bone and stuffed the stinky socks into his mouth.

The punishment continued. In just two seconds, Secretary Zhang fainted again from the pain.

After an unknown period of time, Secretary Zhang finally woke up.

Secretary Zhang felt that he was already dead, but the blinding light told him that he was still alive.

"Have you ever been greedy with your company's finances?" Long Lin spoke again in a cold voice, causing the Secretary Zhang to shiver in fear.

It collapsed.

This fellow had completely collapsed.

Long Lin, whose face was filled with sneer, suddenly cracked and released a burst of ice cold killing intent that enveloped Secretary Zhang and made him feel like he was falling into an ice cave.

"Alright, let's settle the accounts one by one." Long Lin untied the rope and threw Secretary Zhang, who was completely drenched in sweat and could not even muster the slightest bit of strength, onto his seat.

"Speak, when was the last stroke of Greed?"

"This year's fifth … "May." Secretary Zhang who was locked in place by Long Lin said while trembling in fear.

"How much did you get greedy?"

"Five... "Five hundred thousand."

"What happened?"

"Uniform logistics."

"That is to say, the purchasing manager of the logistics department is also a member of Xi Yuhua?"

"Yes …" "Yes."