Pfft... pfft pfft...

With a command,

the strong men on both sides started to move.

Multiple punches landed on Chen Fang's abdomen.

The intense pain spread from his abdomen, making it impossible for Chen Fang to stand upright.

In an instant, his entire back was soaked with sweat, his body convulsing.

Even so,

Chen Fang still managed to hold himself up.

He gritted his teeth, smiled, and said to Hou Yuanhui, "Your men must not have had lunch, right?"

This provocation was intolerable.

"Hit! Keep hitting! As long as he doesn't die, hit him as you like!"

Hou Yuanhui roared.

One of the strong men raised a foot and kicked Chen Fang in the abdomen again.

He was sent flying, crashing into the wall behind him, and slid to the ground.

Then, a torrent of punches and kicks rained down on him like a storm. Chen Fang covered his head with his hands, protecting it, but nearly every other part of his body was "taken care of."

The beating lasted for a good three to five minutes.

They only stopped when they were too exhausted to continue.

Chen Fang was left bruised and swollen. Besides the numerous injuries on his body, his nose and ears were bleeding, and every part of his body was "wailing," making him almost lose consciousness.

"You're right, my grandfather indeed won't allow me to take your life, but he also said, as long as you don't die, anything goes. Before Shangguan Shoudong arrives in Xiaxiang City, you won't be going anywhere. Just obediently stay in this room for me. Don't worry, I'm not going anywhere either. We have plenty of time to slowly play. Once the good news arrives from Xiaxiang City, I'll throw you into the river to feed the fish, hahaha..."

Hou Yuanhui walked up to Chen Fang.

He stepped directly on his face, arrogantly saying.

"You won't succeed."

Chen Fang said word by word.

"Hahaha..."

Hou Yuanhui burst into laughter again.

He squatted down, patting Chen Fang's face with his hand.

He said, "It doesn't matter if you succeed or not, it's no longer your concern. You should think about how to endure the coming days. Let's play a game, I'll make living more painful for you than dying."

After finishing,

he stood up,

gestured with his hand.

Two strong men flipped the prone Chen Fang over.

Four people stepped forward,

positioned his body into a large X shape,

each holding down one of his arms and legs.

Hou Yuanhui extended his hand,

an underling handed him a towel.

Hou Yuanhui first blew his nose into the towel, then waved it in front of Chen Fang, saying, "Have you ever experienced the feeling of drowning? In a moment, I will cover your face with this towel and pour water onto it. The drenched towel will make it hard to breathe, and if you inhale forcefully, the water will choke your mouth and nose. The sensation is quite exhilarating. I've seen it in movies, but I haven't tried it in real life. Perfect, today I'll experiment on you."

"Hahaha..."

The people around laughed wildly.

Hou Yuanhui squatted down again,

looked at Chen Fang's unyielding face, and said, "Beg for mercy. If you beg now, maybe I'll consider sparing you some torment."

"Bah!"

Chen Fang spat.

The spittle landed directly on Hou Yuanhui's face.

He was momentarily stunned,

hurriedly wiping it with the towel in his hand.

Pretending indifference, he said, "Alright, alright, keep being stubborn. I want to see how long you can keep this up. Bring the water."

After saying this.

He placed the towel over Chen Fang's face.

Chen Fang's vision went black, seeing nothing.

Within seconds, icy water was poured from above, soaking the towel immediately, an overwhelming sense of suffocation hit him.

At first, Chen Fang could endure it.

But after just a minute, it became increasingly hard to hold his breath.

His body started convulsing incessantly.

He wanted to struggle, but his hands and feet just wouldn't move.

Hou Yuanhui had no intention of stopping.

The feeling of fainting grew stronger.

At that moment, Chen Fang seemed to see death beckoning him.

A loud bang.

A sound rang in his ears.

It seemed like the door was kicked open.

Then.

Screams and cries of agony resounded one after another.

Chen Fang felt the towel lifted from his face, and he was pulled up from the ground.

Someone held his neck.

A rush of fresh air surged into his lungs,

He opened his eyes quickly.

The scene before him left him stunned.

Almost all of Hou Yuanhui's men were down on the ground, clutching their stomachs or thighs, writhing in pain.

The areas they held were,

dripping with blood.

Standing before him was a man, none other than Lin Chen.

He took an offensive stance, holding a sharp dagger in his reversed right hand, looking fiercely at Hou Yuanhui.

Hou Yuanhui, on the other hand, looked panicked.

In a crucial moment, he held Chen Fang hostage.

Likewise, a sharp dagger pressed against Chen Fang's throat.

Normally, Chen Fang wouldn't be bothered by such a hostage situation from Hou Yuanhui; he could easily get out of trouble with a single move. But now it was different — he was in pain all over, the suffocation hadn't yet passed, and he was still in a muddled state.

"Who... who are you? You... don't come closer, if you do, I'll stab him..."

Hou Yuanhui had never seen someone with such skills.

He was scared stiff.

The hand holding Chen Fang trembled.

"Young Master Hou, if he dies, your task won't be accomplished well. Then your grandfather might say you're useless again."

Lin Chen wasn't the least bit flustered.

He advanced slowly toward the two.

Hou Yuanhui shouted "Don't come closer" while retreating.

But the retreat soon came to a halt.

After a few steps,

he was already by the window.

Finally, he couldn't hold it, he pushed the dagger forward slightly, piercing Chen Fang's skin, a small trickle of blood came out on his neck...

"Drop the dagger, or Chen Fang won't survive..."

Indeed, fear makes people do stupid things.

Lin Chen also knew cornering him wasn't wise.

Seeing Chen Fang on the brink of danger.

Lin Chen finally compromised.

Suddenly shouted, "Alright, I surrender, I give up, I'll throw down the dagger."

"Don't worry about me, retreat, quickly!"

Chen Fang shouted with all his might.

He knew once Lin Chen discarded the weapon, Hou Yuanhui wouldn't spare him.

Lin Chen smiled slightly.

Said, "On the way here, I said, even if a knife comes down on you, the first to fall will surely be me."

After these words.

He flicked his hand,

and the dagger was thrown to the ground.

"Get up, you bastards, get up!"

Seeing Lin Chen ditch the dagger.

Hou Yuanhui's courage surged again.

He shouted at his crying subordinates sprawled on the ground.

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