飞行员和小空乘POP

"This is not working," Amon commented after a long time. The torturer inside had changed to using a small knife to cut Lei Pang's flesh little by little.

"Little kid, please don't say things you don't understand," Ta Fei uttered. He was not in a good mood. Madam Lin had given him quite a pressure with this Lei Pang. Now this kid was mocking him.

"You should show this kid respect," Madam Lin reprimanded. "He is my son. If you disrespect him, you disrespect me."

"He is…," Ta Fei looked at Amon with wide eyes. He then bowed and said, "My apology, young master."

However, Amon could see the disdain in Ta Fei's eyes. Amon could guess this fat man's thoughts. 'What right did a bastard like him to be respected? He did not even have a drop of Lin's blood inside him.' But Amon didn't care about what Ta Fei might be thinking.

"You won't break him like this," Amon said.

"Everyone has a breaking point," Ta Fei said. He tried to be respectful but his tone said otherwise.

"That is true, but the objective is to break him before the end of this week. This man's pain tolerance and determination will not let you achieve that target."

"If so, then I will just have to use a more extreme method!" Ta Fei announced. He then turned to Madam Lin, "Permission to…"

"You still won't make him talk in four days even if you apply more drastic torture. You might kill him instead," Amon cut Ta Fei's words before he finished.

"Then what do you suggest?! You are just a little kid! What do you know about torturing people?" Ta Fei had finally lost his patience. All the stress was getting to his nerves.

Amon didn't answer Ta Fei. He instead turned to Madam Lin. "Mother, can you let me try?" He asked.

Madam Lin looked at Amon with a frown. She was honestly also unsure about Amon's suggestion. She was not sure what she was expecting by bringing Amon here. But after looking at Amon's confident eyes, she said, "What do you propose?"

"I want to go in for a bit," Amon said. "It should be safe, right?"

"His cultivation was suppressed by the chains, he won't be able to do anything," Madam Lin answered.

Amon nodded. "I will borrow this," he said and took one of the chairs in the room and walked to the door that connected to the room behind the glass wall.

Ta Fei was standing in front of that door. He was hesitant at first until Madam Lin nodded at him. He opened the door for Amon. The torturer inside was in the middle of hammering Lei Pang's fingers. He stopped when he saw a teenage boy enter. His gaze went to Ta Fei who nodded an acknowledgment and signaled for him to stand aside.

He did so. His face was full of questions, though. Lei Pang, who was still gagged, had a similar expression.

Amon put the chair right next to Lei Pang and stood on it. The chair brought his short body to the same height as Lei Pang. Amon then ruffled through Lei Pang's head. He turned Lei Pang's head around and scrutinized it.

'What is this? Some kind of new torture?' Lei Pang thought in bafflement.

A scar, Amon thought as he saw the mark below Lei Pang's left ear. It was not a fresh mark. Not recently caused. So it was safe to assume this mark was not due to recent tortures. Seeing that it didn't heal, Amon assumed it must be an injury that occurred when Lei Pang was still a kid before he formed his energy core and entered the cultivation way which could slowly mend all injuries if given time.

Amon also checked behind Lei Pang's head, under his hair. After a while, he went down from the chair, took it with him, and returned outside. He saw the supposed glass wall on his way. It was a stone wall if seen from this room. Even more advanced than his previous world, he thought.

After arriving back in the previous room, Amon said, "I will need a few things." He then whispered something to Madam Lin.

Afterward, Madam Lin said to Lin Guo, "Follow Lin Mo and do all that he asks." To Amon, Madam Lin said, "You can trust him."

Amon nodded. He opened the door but stopped before leaving. He then said to Ta Fei, "Before I return, do not apply any more tortures on Lei Pang. Instead, give him good treatment. Let him rest and give him good food."

Ta Fei turned to Madam Lin with disbelief. Madam Lin seemed to have some internal struggles before saying, "Do what he says."

*

Inside the torture room, Lei Pang was gazing at the stone wall opposite him. He was sure that the wall was made of special engraved stones that allowed the people from the other side to observe this room. He was sure that fat fucker was behind that wall enjoying the scene. Was that weird teenage boy there as well? What was that all about just now?

He then felt a jolt from one of his fingers. He bit down on the cloth in his mouth to endure the pain. The fucker before him had just broken another of his finger bones. He looked at the man who was torturing him. He burned the man's face into his mind. He swore he would bring down sufferings on this man ten times what the man was doing to him once his clan rescued him.

The man saw the defiance in Lei Pang's eyes and slammed the hammer on another part of his finger.

"Grrhhh…!" Lei Pang groaned through the cloth. Almost all the fingers on his right hand were broken now. The torturer shifted position to move to his left side.

The torturer released the cloth from his mouth and stood a bit further. He was ready in case Lei Pang wanted to spit at him again.

"Ready to talk?" The torturer asked.

"I am looking forward to returning this favor, to you and that fat pig out there!!" Lei Pang yelled.

The cloth was shoved back into his mouth. The torturer then used the hammer and resumed breaking the finger bones on his left hand.

Lei Pang bore the pain while continuing to convince himself. This was only temporary. It would be over once his clan found out about him. They would come to save him, and then together with him, they would enact revenge on this Lin clan's atrocious acts.

With each shattering of his finger bone, he said the same thing to himself. It was like a mantra to him. He looked at his broken fingers. It didn't look like fingers anymore.

This was only temporary, he thought again to himself. All this could be healed. The recovery medicines in the Lei clan could easily undo all this. It was nothing to worry about. All he needed to do was just endure the suffering and waited for the rescue. He could do this all week, all month if he needs to. Even a year, if that was what it took. But he was sure he would be rescued sooner or later.

All he needed to do, was wait.

Then the door opened. The disgusting fat fucker came in again. His torturer was just about to smash another bone in his finger, but he stopped when the fat fucker uttered, "Stop!"

The torturer looked at the fat fucker in confusion. The fat fucker said, "Gather up your things. We are done with him."

The torturer was still confused, but he followed the command. He packed up his torture tools and left.

Lei Pang was also confused. What was this fat fucker up to now? Was he devising more painful tortures? Bring it on! Lei Pang thought defiantly. The fat fucker just stood there and looked at Lei Pang with a weird stare. He then approached and removed the cloth from his mouth, before walking back out the door again.

Lei Pang was left alone in the room, with multiple broken fingers and a confused mind.

*

Lei Pang let himself rest while no tortures came to him. He had been enduring pains non-stop. They didn't let him rest much. Only enough to not let him die of fatigue. He closed his eyes and rested.

He didn't know how long he rested. He didn't even know if he slept at all. He was made aware when the door to this room opened again. A person who he had never seen before entered.

A different torturer? What kind of different methods were they up to now? Lei Pang wondered.

The new person was bringing a bag. It must be filled with torture tools, Lei Pang thought. The person then went to Lei Pang's right hand where his fingers were completely ruined. The person opened his bag. When Lei Pang expected the person to take out pliers or scissors or a hammer again, the person instead took out a bottle and a bandage.

The person opened the bottle and poured its content into Lei Pang's broken fingers, before bandaging them.

Was it some kind of pain-intensifying ointment? Lei Pang thought with worry. Never mind. Whatever pain they inflicted on him, he would take it like a man.