My wife is a Nine-tailed Heavenly Fox
Chapter 116: Can I follow you?

Chapter 116: Chapter 116: Can I follow you?

Wu Xia said coldly.

Then he turned to look at Du Xiaomin, "Xiaomin, shall we take care of them one by one?"

"Okay!"

At that moment, Du Xiaomin was cuddling next to Wu Xia, obedient and sensible.

"Then this bald guy first, his sins are lighter!" Wu Xia revealed a grim smile, "Let that beast watch on the side, and enjoy what it’s like to wait for death in agony!"

"Mhm!"

Du Xiaomin was very obedient, looking like a wife relying on her husband.

Tian Tutou and Zhou Ming’s faces turned ashen, not knowing exactly how Wu Xia would deal with them, but knowing it would be terribly painful.

"Sir..."

Just as Tian Tutou started to speak, Wu Xia casually threw a Qi Blade, instantly slicing through his carotid artery.

A stream of fresh blood shot out.

Tian Tutou immediately grabbed his neck, his eyes wide with terror, unable to utter a word.

"Don’t panic, you won’t die!"

Wu Xia said indifferently, "The wound is only 0.3 millimeters deep, blood will spray out due to pressure, and your body will gradually feel weak and dizzy, and your breathing will become rapid."

"As your breathing quickens, the blood will spray out faster."

Tian Tutou’s complexion was deathly pale, his eyes filled with fear. He wanted to beg for mercy, but he couldn’t speak, nor dared to make any big movements, stiff as a statue.

Wu Xia, hugging Du Xiaomin, sat down, "No rush, let’s watch slowly!"

"Mr. Sun, I heard you’re Jingzhou’s number one young master, you must have played quite a few games, right?"

Sun Xujie hurriedly responded, "Mr. Wu jokes."

"I’ll give you a chance to perform!" Wu Xia waved his hand, "He wanted to sell my friend to Northern Myanmar, you should be very familiar with the situation there, show me!"

Sun Xujie hesitated for a moment, then quickly nodded, "Yes!"

He then walked towards Tian Tutou with a bottle.

Tian Tutou, holding his neck, shook his head, his mouth opening and closing without making a sound.

Bang!

Sun Xujie smashed the bottle harshly onto Tian Tutou’s shiny bald head, shards of glass mixed with alcohol slid down from his skull, intense pain making him let out a muffled groan.

But what Sun Xujie did next made Tian Tutou wish for death.

He saw Sun Xujie insert the sharp broken glass directly into Tian Tutou’s head, then fiercely slid it down the shiny bald scalp.

The glass scraping against the flesh made a squeaking sound, tightening everyone’s chest.

Zhou Ming was frozen on the spot, completely clueless.

Especially when Tian Tutou made those zombie-like groans and whimpers, it made Zhou Ming’s skin crawl.

But that wasn’t the cruelest part.

When Sun Xujie reached Tian Tutou’s eyes, he suddenly pushed hard, plunging the glass into Tian Tutou’s eye at an angle.

Bang!

The sound of the eyeball bursting instantly made Zhou Ming collapse to the ground, his urine flowing freely out of fear.

"Roar!"

Tian Tutou finally couldn’t bear it any longer, letting out a heartrending scream.

However, his screams were quickly choked by the backflow of blood filling his throat, turning into muffled gasps of drowning, a feeling so unbearable that it was more terrifying than the screams themselves.

The fragile psyche of Zhou Ming couldn’t bear it and passed out on the spot.

Sun Xujie looked back at Wu Xia, who waved his hand for him to continue, then threw a Qi Needle, piercing directly into Zhou Ming’s philtrum point.

"Ah!"

Zhou Ming jerked back to consciousness, every nerve acutely sensitive.

Sun Xujie continued his torture until Tian Tutou lay in the pool of blood, battered and wishing for death, before he finally stopped.

The entire torment lasted for over an hour, and Zhou Ming watched it all—clearly, vividly—for that entire time.

He felt even worse than Tian Tutou possibly could.

His mind kept replaying the words Wu Xia had just said: start with the milder punishment, then move on to the harsher ones later.

He couldn’t imagine the unbearable torture he would have to endure later.

He finally realized what it meant to prefer death over life!

Tian Tutou was dead, literally tortured to death.

Over an hour of muffled groans and screams, how terrifying it was.

But in the end, he was still dead.

"Xiaomin, I was wrong, I really was wrong!"

Zhou Ming knelt on the ground and desperately kowtowed: "I really didn’t lie to you, I never let you sleep with anyone else, I was just lying to you just now, to make you comply, this is my first time, it really is my first time!"

"Xiaomin, considering our long relationship, please let me go, I beg you!"

At this moment, Du Xiaomin was filled only with hatred; for someone who had already died once, there was no sympathy for her enemy.

Wu Xia did not give Zhou Ming another chance to speak and waved his hand towards Sun Xujie.

"Mr. Wu, leave the other one to me!"

Han Xiao suddenly spoke up.

"Hmm?"

Wu Xia’s eyebrows slightly raised: "Do you know how as well?"

"Although we don’t, we have been through inhuman torture training to avoid succumbing to torture if captured by the enemy!"

Han Xiao quickly explained: "I also bear responsibility for tonight’s events, let me do it myself as a way of making amends!"

"Okay!"

Wu Xia nodded.

Han Xiao approached, his military training was much more professional than that of an ordinary person, particularly in knowing how to target the pain nerves and make one wish for death.

For a full three hours, Zhou Ming screamed in agonizing pain, Han Xiao’s techniques were much more professional than Sun Xujie’s had been.

Even Sun Xujie felt a chill on his scalp and his face turned ashen.

Wu Xia thought it was a bit amusing; the military and the Ancient Martial families were competing with each other in secret.

When everything was finished, it was already the early morning.

Wu Xia wasn’t interested in dealing with the aftermath and prepared to take Du Xiaomin home instead.

"Wu Xia, can I go back with you?"

Du Xiaomin, her cheeks slightly flushed, quickly explained: "I have nowhere else to go now; I want to go back to the countryside with you!"

"Hmm!"

Wu Xia didn’t refuse; he knew that Du Xiaomin was fragile right now and had nowhere else to turn.

He brought Du Xiaomin to the villa where Liu Yuting lived.

"You can rest here tonight; tomorrow, when my sister-in-law and the others get up, I’ll have them take you shopping!"

"Wu Xia!"

Du Xiaomin, nervous, grasped Wu Xia’s hand, wanting to say something, but didn’t dare to, her face turning pale and then red by turns.

In the end, stammering, she said, "Can you stay with me?"

Wu Xia’s face twitched slightly; he wanted to refuse but felt it would be rude, so he tried to comfort her: "You go take a shower first, and I’ll find you some new clothes!"

He had to call Liu Yuting, who was still waiting for him, and tell her to come back, not to let her wait there in vain.

But Du Xiaomin still didn’t let go of Wu Xia’s hand, clinging tightly: "Can you... can you join me in the shower?"

"Ah?"

Wu Xia stiffened, looking at Du Xiaomin with some difficulty.

Lowering her head, Du Xiaomin said with a sense of grievance: "Wu Xia, I just feel dirty, unworthy of you; don’t worry, I don’t have any improper thoughts about you, I just want you to accompany me, even if you just watch me from outside the bathroom."

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