He wasn't entirely lamenting on Li Yang's behalf. How many eight-year periods does one have in a lifetime? He had just slashed eight years out of his life. And these are usually the eight years that people cherish most. Zhang Lei was glad that his first time wasn't in those eight years, or it would have been a huge loss.
"Damn it, eat up!" Zhang Lei suddenly felt it was a waste of time to waste on this brat. "I still have to get to sea!"
"Brother, don't worry, the customs has already been taken care of. As long as the higher-ups don't send anyone to supervise on-site, they'll definitely turn a blind eye! But we need to hurry here!" Tang Guo walked in from outside.
"Hmm, is there a signal here?" Zhang Lei took out his phone.
"Yes!" Tang Guo turned on a switch on the wall, and the signal bar on Zhang Lei's phone immediately lit up.
"Hey, Ningning? Have you packed everything? Okay, then have your sister Tianxiao help you carry it onto the ship. Also, tell her to wait for me. Even if she doesn't want to come with me, she should at least see me off. Okay, I'll arrive around 5 p.m. I still have a lot to do today!" Zhang Lei picked up his phone and called Liu Ning.
“Turn off the signal. I’ll tell her to call your landline if she needs anything!” Zhang Lei turned to Li Yang. “Now let’s continue. Let’s play a game called Pitch-Pot!”
"Don't understand? Let me explain. It's this quiver." Zhang Lei picked up a quiver with an opening at the bottom. "See? It's an antique replica. You stick it into your mouth, and then you throw these stir-fried spicy meat rings in one by one! If they fall on the ground, don't worry, we can pick them up and reuse them..."
If torture is about physical stimulation, then what Zhang Lei is doing now is putting psychological pressure on him. If he doesn't tell Zhang Lei what he's using, and Zhang Lei just assumes it's something like chili peppers, then it loses a lot of its charm. Zhang Lei is a person who values romance and atmosphere.
Doing things for yourself—what a poetic thing to do! But most people don't have that kind of grand, roundabout ability. Zhang Lei will now help him fulfill this wish, which is probably just as elegant as biting your own nose with your dentures.
"Come on, let's turn him around!" Zhang Lei called to Tang Guo.
She immediately turned to Li Yang, "Don't rush, let's take it one step at a time. I've come up with quite a few ideas while I was thinking about you. Some might work, some might not. Let's verify them one by one. I hope you won't find it tedious..."
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Zhang Lei didn't have much time; he had other things to do. So, as noon approached, he was about to proceed to the final stage.
"I really want to take you with me!" Zhang Lei practiced the expression he should have when facing Tian Xiao on Li Yang. He really did want to take Li Yang with him; he hadn't had enough fun yet. However, if he took Li Yang with him, the resistance he would face would definitely be much greater, and Tang Guo wouldn't agree. He needed Li Yang's corpse to explain to his family.
"Come on, you're about to be free. Let's move on to the last thing!" Zhang Lei punched Li Yang, knocking out all his teeth. With a flick of his wrist, he severed the thread binding his tongue. But Li Yang was too weak to curse. Normally, someone subjected to such torture would have died long ago. The fact that he had managed to hold on until now was partly due to Zhang Lei replenishing his internal energy from time to time.
"I once saw someone kill several people by sawing them with a saw. To be honest, it was very creative, and it inspired me a bit, which led me to come up with this method. I hope you don't think I'm uncreative!"
Zhang Lei kicked Li Yang's rack over, spat on his palm, rubbed his hands together, and said, "This isn't surgery. After this, Li Yang won't care about infection."
"Ah!" Li Yang thought he couldn't scream anymore. Even though his tongue was tied, he was still screaming incessantly. He should have been completely hoarse by now, but he never expected to be able to make such a high-pitched sound.
He might not have been in the mood for pride. Zhang Lei cut open the skin on his thigh with a knife, clamped the artery with professional hemostatic forceps, and then sawed upwards from the sole of his foot with a small saw. The tooth-grinding sound, combined with the excruciating pain from the friction, caused Li Yang to burst out with an unprecedented tenor.
He didn't finish his tenor song because it was far from over. After waiting for more than eight years, he wanted to vent his frustration in one day, and Zhang Lei felt that the time was too short.
Despite the time constraints, Zhang Lei moved a little faster. He had originally planned to pull Li Yang every minute or so, allowing him to fully experience the citrus. Li Yang's two thighs were quickly sawed into four pieces. Because Zhang Lei had clamped the femoral artery, not much blood flowed out.
"Now, we'll begin your cesarean section. I heard you get a bonus for raping and murdering pregnant women, don't you? Now, consider it me, Zhang Lei, doing a good deed and helping you pay off some of your debts in the mortal world!" Zhang Lei turned Li Yang around.
“You’ve done just as many sins as I have. If I’m going to hell, I’ll be waiting for you down there!” Li Yang said in a muffled voice, staring at Zhang Lei, his unfocused eyes unable to concentrate.
“You’re right!” Zhang Lei picked up the scalpel. “But someone needs to be able to get me down there first. I’ll be very careful!”
"This is just a guess, I haven't actually done it. Please forgive me if the effect isn't spectacular enough." With that, Zhang Lei pulled Li Yang's intestines out of his stomach and tied the two ends together.
"Doesn't this look like a tubal ligation?" Zhang Lei was in a good mood, or rather, he hadn't been this happy in a long time.
"It looks like it, it looks like it!" Tang Guo thought he could hold on, but now he also felt like vomiting, and his face was so pale that he could be a kiwi.
"Then let's continue. Use a syringe to inject air into his intestines so they swell up. After a while, we'll insert a tube into his heart and lungs respectively, and then make a small hole in his head. We should then have a beautiful fountain to watch!"
Episode 4: An Eye for an Eye, a Blade for a Teeth - Chapter 85: Tyranny (Part 2)
Zhang Lei had arranged to meet Liu Ning at 5 p.m., and he didn't want to be late. He also had some things to do in the afternoon, so he dealt with Li Yang rather hastily. However, Li Yang clearly had a happy expression when he breathed his last. Was this guy suicidal?
Eight years have passed, and Zhang Lei's hands are stained with blood. Anyone who has killed so many people will no longer value other people's lives, whether intentionally or unintentionally.
However, Zhang Lei at least left one good point: he always keeps his word, which is perhaps what it means to be trustworthy. Well, there might be times when he breaks his promises, but those times are generally when Zhang Lei deems it necessary.
In the office of the Executive First Vice President of Shanghai XXXX University, Zhang Lei was having sex with his female secretary.
"Hurry up, I'm giving you half an hour to get my graduation certificate ready. Don't try anything funny. I believe you've worked hard for most of your life, you didn't climb up to become a martyr, did you!"
Actually, this kind of thing is nothing special. In normal document processing, it can be done with just a little money or a little power. Just like the leaders of the State Administration of Foreign Exchange are generally not powerful superhumans, the executive vice president of a university is not a traditional intellectual, or rather, no longer a traditional intellectual.
But Zhang Lei can't wait until then. He has to get this graduation certificate, which can be considered as an explanation for the past few years. Everyone knows the other reason, but Zhang Lei doesn't want to talk about it, or even think about it. He feels that he is not qualified to mention those two words. These two words may be the eternal pain in Zhang Lei's heart. Whenever he thinks about them, Zhang Lei can't help but feel a sharp pain in his heart.
"Damn it! I'm already a bad guy, I don't need any conscience or guilt!" Zhang Lei slammed his hand hard on the desk, smashing the mahogany table that the vice principal had spent more than 30,000 yuan to pieces. The female secretary he was holding also screamed in surprise because of his sudden excessive force.
"Huh? I'll get it done right away. I'll tell them to hurry up, but you know, this machine needs a little warm-up time!" Where was the vice principal's initial arrogance? To be honest, after hearing that Zhang Lei was a student at their school, this guy's attitude almost made Zhang Lei, who was still not satisfied, try all the tricks he hadn't tried on Li Yang on him.
Zhang Lei wasn't worried about him playing any tricks. He wouldn't dare, and even if his secretary dared, he wouldn't dare, especially after Zhang Lei's advice. Who would want to die for a piece of paper? Although students commit suicide every year for this piece of paper, it was simply too unworthy for the vice principal to die for such a readily available document. The biggest difference between a legitimate school diploma and a fake one wasn't that school diplomas couldn't be printed casually, but rather that school diplomas were more expensive and more profitable.
"Principal! We've printed the diplomas you requested, and we even printed a few extra!" A knock came from the door, followed by a woman's voice.
Zhang Lei couldn't be idle. He was helping the vice principal train his female secretary. The secretary had a good figure. Although the room was well soundproofed, it couldn't stop her voice from being eight octaves higher than usual. The person outside the door naturally couldn't come in when he heard this.
The executive vice principal received a look from Zhang Lei and understood. "Just put it at the door, no, slip it under the door!"
Holding his graduation certificate stamped with the official seal, Zhang Lei felt a mix of amusement and exasperation. In fact, he now possessed a second superpower—the ability to recreate reality. The most troublesome courses could be easily passed simply by using his image. However, he no longer had time to attend school, and of course, Zhang Lei felt there was no need to go to school anymore.
"My vice principal, remember to get my file sorted out too, or don't blame me for coming back a second time. And if I come back a second time, I definitely won't be this polite, understand?" Zhang Lei waved the stack of papers in his hand. Everyone else's graduation certificate was just one sheet of paper, but Zhang Lei was afraid of losing it, so he made several copies. He could hand them out like business cards later, saving him the trouble of photocopying, which was so unrecognizable. This was much more convenient.
Although Zhang Lei arrived at the dock early, Liu Ning and Tian Xiao were already ready when he arrived.
It's just that Liu Ning was planning to leave with him, while Tian Xiao was planning to see him off.
"Tianxiao, are you really not coming with me?" Zhang Lei looked at Tianxiao tenderly.
"No, I can't help it. I can't abandon this life, and I can't completely disregard my family. Lei, just forget about me!" Tianxiao lowered his head, his eyes reddening.
Tianxiao didn't want to go with Zhang Lei, but someone thought, "Big brother, please take me with you. I'm afraid they won't let me off the hook after doing something so big!" Wu Chen ran over from a distance, carrying a huge pile of boxes in his hands—surprisingly, he could carry them all. Tianxiao and Liu Ning had been ordering him around, so Wu Chen knew where Zhang Lei was starting from.
Zhang Lei gave each of them two Niuhuang Jiedu tablets, saying it was a two-year antidote. As for whether it would actually last for two years, no one knew.