Became a vicious male mother

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“Boss… the family doctor is at the pharmacy now.” Li Huiwen stood at the door and said softly, “And over in Yuechang, everyone has been moved down.”

Li Taihe closed the door without lingering.

The two slowly walked deeper into the villa.

"Let's go check on that child first."

The sleeves on his arms were rolled up little by little, and his leather shoes stomped silently on the floor. With each step Li Taihe took, his aura changed.

Li Huiwen, standing behind him, knew that his boss was excited.

Things involving bloodshed usually excite some eccentric people.

But today's situation is different.

The children are several generations younger than them.

……

In the dimly lit and cramped tin shack.

One wall was so hot it made you sweat, while the other wall was so cold it made you shiver – a stark contrast of heat and cold.

Xu Mufeng stood outside, watching the group of men in black who had kidnapped him being stripped of their clothes and handcuffed to the wall.

This scene is visually overwhelming and torturous to the senses.

Everywhere you looked, people were groaning in pain, some even with blood seeping from their skin and severe swelling.

The ground was covered in vomit, and it was about to overflow.

The air was filled with an indescribable stench, which smelled many times worse than that of an urban village.

But now, the overwhelming visual impact had weakened his sense of smell, and Xu Mufeng opened his eyes wide.

"I have to say, this little brat is something else."

Le Viet Chin leaned against the iron railing.

Pointing his thumb at the motionless child inside, he said, "He was born to do this kind of work."

Li Huiwen, who was standing to the side, gave him a disapproving look: "Bring him over and question him as usual."

Who would have thought that beneath a magnificent, glittering villa lies a private torture chamber rife with inhumane challenges?

The person who controls this bizarre place, a place of heaven and hell, is sitting in a genuine leather chair, legs crossed, hands clasped on his knees, his exposed arms revealing visible muscle lines.

This person is dangerous.

Xu Mufeng was taken to the opposite side of Li Taihe.

The iron chair was unusually cold, making him feel like he was sitting on pins and needles. After sitting down, Xu Mufeng lowered his head and dared not look directly at the person opposite him.

"Tell me everything you've been spying on and eavesdropping on, from the hospital to the factory. I want nothing to hide." Li Taihe spoke softly, as if coaxing a child: "Tell me properly, and you'll get a reward."

"Do you understand?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xu Mufeng nodded quickly.

The sweat on my hands had already gathered from my palms to my fingertips, and I was so nervous that it splattered on the floor. The screams coming from just a door away were even more disturbing.

He simply couldn't calm down.

His lips were dry and chapped, trembling slightly. Xu Mufeng no longer had the self-assurance and ease he had shown when facing someone before.

This was the first time he understood what true fear was, and he stammered, "I...I followed behind Gu Xinglan after he left..."

"...After getting on the bus, I felt dizzy. At that time, I was still leaning on Gu Xinglan..." My mind was a mess, and I could only use someone's graceful appearance as a clue. The more I talked, the more I was immersed in the scene that had happened before.

He then realized that Gu Xinglan was a figure who had been present in almost every event of his day: "I woke up before him, but we weren't together. I was scared, so I pretended to faint. Then, Gu Xinglan must have woken up too. I heard his voice... He was grabbed by that group of people and forced onto a chair. I heard one of them ask Gu Xinglan what his relationship was with Li Taihe. I don't know who Li Taihe is... The man in black also asked Gu Xinglan if he had been raped. I don't know the exact word, but the pronunciation should be like that... Then I heard Gu Xinglan crying..."

The more Xu Mufeng spoke, the more distressed he became, and he stammered towards the end.

Screaming, sobbing, begging for mercy—Gu Xinglan's voice was completely inseparable from his mind.

Every frame made him want to escape, but the more he tried to escape, the clearer these images became, like maggots clinging to his bones.

Through the sound and tone of voice, one could almost picture Gu Xinglan bound to that cold, hard, stone-like iron chair, her eyes filled with fear and despair...

Xu Mufeng's eyes reddened as he finished speaking.

"Can I... ask how Gu Xinglan is?" The murderous aura surging around him was extremely fierce, almost suffocating him. Xu Mufeng endured his trembling limbs and forced himself to ask.

Gu Xinglan was taken away by this person.

This person must know someone's whereabouts.

"Okay, thank you, little friend."

The person on the other end did not answer his question.

Even though he couldn't see the other person's face, Xu Mufeng's intuition, honed from his experience in the lower rungs of society, allowed him to clearly sense the ruthlessness emanating from this person.

"what!!"

Xu Mufeng was so startled by the screams coming from just a wall away that he almost bit his own tongue.

"Take this child out," Li Huiwen instructed the person who came out from inside.

The man was covered in sweat, with abnormal redness and swelling on his body, and he was holding a red-hot branding iron in his hand.

The white heat-resistant handle of the soldering iron was eventually moved into a large palm.

Wearing the shirt with the dark pattern, Li Taihe held the handle in his right hand and walked into the room with a smile that hadn't graced his face for a long time.

Without that menacing Buddha, even the air seemed to pulsate with ease.

Only four people remained in the room.

Li Yuechang walked over to the person who had just come in.

Seeing the other person's muscles bulging and swelling irregularly, he asked in surprise, "Why aren't you wearing protective clothing?"

The man didn't say anything, but looked at Li Yuechang with his eyes that weren't blind and shook his head.

"Alright, take this child to the villa's butler, then go and rest. Leave this to us." Li Yuechang patted the man on the shoulder.

Before leaving, Xu Mufeng glanced at the one-way glass wall out of the corner of his eye.

The people inside exuded a menacing aura, from hard handles to soft handles, from red-hot iron blocks to whips.

The shirt was no longer pristine white; from a distance, it resembled a red polka-dot shirt. Its noble air had vanished, replaced by an indescribable bloodlust.

This person's name is Li Taihe, right?

His surname is Li, he is powerful and influential, and Gu Xinglan was kidnapped after they parted ways at the hospital.

Li Taihe...

Xu Mufeng clenched his teeth as he spoke those three words, narrowing his eyes.

The screams inside grew louder and louder until the door was completely closed.

With a "whoosh," a gentle breeze swept by, as if all the surrounding sounds had been cut off.

The surroundings were so quiet it was as if nothing had happened.

After Xu Mufeng came out, he instantly felt relaxed and breathed a deep sigh of relief.

Belatedly, he realized that his clothes were already soaked with sweat.

"Big brother... do you know the person who was kidnapped with me?" He walked to the guide's side and asked softly.

The man leading the way had thick bangs on one side and tied the other behind his head. Long scars stretched from his eyebrows to his upper eyelids. His skin was dark and he looked terrifying, but he seemed much more approachable than the man who looked normal just moments before.

The person leading the way turned to the side and shook his head blankly.

Helpless, Xu Mufeng could only retreat back again, his teeth unconsciously biting his right nail.

An extremely long, sloping passageway with all sorts of doors on both sides, some locked and some unlocked. The smell of decaying wood filled my brain, not to mention the smell of oil paint that wafted out every few steps as I wandered around to another part of the passage.

He was so confused by the smell that he couldn't tell which way was which.

The two even went through many small passages before finally emerging from a door that looked like a window.

With the mechanical thumping sounds in his ears, Xu Mufeng had a vague feeling that this place was very dangerous.

The two walked for an unknown amount of time until the guide stopped and turned around.

Xu Mufeng almost bumped into the man's back.

The strong smell of rust masked the man's sweat, sticking to his nose.

This person is also a dangerous presence for him.

Under the other person's unwavering gaze, Xu Mufeng swallowed a few times and weakly took several steps back.

Suddenly, my scalp tightened.

The man grabbed his hair.

Xu Mufeng winced in pain.

Then suddenly the world spun around.

The man must have pressed some kind of mechanism; he fell into a spiral door, his mind reeling, spinning around several times before finally crashing straight out.

His face scraped against the floor for quite a distance, giving him the illusion that his skin was about to be torn off, and the pain was so intense that he almost bit his teeth to pieces.