The Epic Revenge [chapter 8]


tw: gore, nsfw

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The man took Gu Qingzhou out to eat.


They went to the most authentic restaurant in Yuecheng, a secluded private room. He ordered several famous dishes from Yuecheng and a jar of Huadiao wine.


Gu Qingzhou's wet nurse, Mama Li, was a local from Yuecheng, and her Yuecheng dishes were even more authentic than the restaurant's.


After eating a few bites, Gu Qingzhou lost her appetite.


"Do you want some wine?" The man didn't eat much himself, but he was sipping on the wine. Seeing that Gu Qingzhou wasn't eating either, he picked up his wine cup and asked her.


Gu Qingzhou shook her head. "I don't drink. I want to go back..."


The man chuckled, as if he had heard a joke.


He pulled her closer and sat her on his lap. She was soft and delicate, with fair skin and bright eyes, and she was young, like a cute little rabbit.


His voice was unusually gentle, and the scent of alcohol wafted from him. "Do you know I searched for you at the train station for three days?"


For that Browning pistol...


Gu Qingzhou wanted the Browning pistol even more. Pretending to be ignorant seemed too deliberate, so she just pursed her lips and didn't answer.


"What's your name?" he asked.


Gu Qingzhou replied, "Li Juan."


"Is it really Li Juan?"


"Yes."


"Hmm, Juan'er, it sounds nice." The man accepted it and chuckled softly. He used his rough finger to press against her lips, as if he wanted to kiss her.


His hands had the calluses of someone who had held a gun for a long time, pressing against her tender lips, creating a tingling sensation. Gu Qingzhou wanted to escape.


"Why did you hug me?" Gu Qingzhou met his gaze and asked.


"What, don't you like it?" The man raised an eyebrow in response.


"I'm not a courtesan," Gu Qingzhou frowned. "A young lady from a good family being held like this? Is this how people from Yuecheng behave?"


The man didn't get angry at her words; instead, he laughed and held her even tighter, gently nibbling on her earlobe. "Become my courtesan, and I won't treat you unfairly."


Gu Qingzhou gritted her teeth.


She was about to push him away, even thinking about slapping him, when the door to the private room was pushed open.


The man's follower entered excitedly and said, "Boss, we've captured someone!"


Boss?


This man was a soldier.


He was indeed affiliated with the military government in Yuecheng.


"Excellent, that's great!" The man was delighted. He put down his wine glass and pulled Gu Qingzhou up. "Come with me to see the prisoner!"


Gu Qingzhou thought they were going to the police station when she heard the word "prisoner."


But the man's car headed out of the city.


Outside the city, there was a heavily guarded prison, and inside the prison, there were wide and complex areas, stained with a dark red hue, as if soaked in the blood of countless people.


Gu Qingzhou felt a chill and shrank her shoulders. She had no idea they were going to the military government's prison, not the police station.


She followed the man's entourage, and her every step seemed to bump into people; she had to run to keep up with the man's pace.


They entered the prison.


In one corner of the prison, eight tall and strong prisoners were locked up, all of them beaten to a pulp.


"Boss, we've been interrogating for an hour, but we haven't gotten anything out of them!" one of his subordinates reported.


The man sat in a chair and patted the seat beside him, motioning for Gu Qingzhou to sit down.


"Get the branding iron," the man said casually.


"They won't talk even if we use the branding iron!" the subordinate replied.


"They won't?" The man stroked his chin and seemed to think for a moment. Then he turned to Gu Qingzhou and asked, "Have you ever seen someone being flayed alive?"


Gu Qingzhou's scalp tingled.


Please, let it be a joke and not something real!


"Go prepare it and flay him!" The man casually pointed at one of the prisoners.


Gu Qingzhou's scalp tightened, and she stared at the man in disbelief. Were they really going to use such torture during interrogation?


Her fingers stiffened, and she had to use force to curl them up.


Soon, they set up the torture frame, and the man ordered the prisoner to be tied to it. A torturer scraped the skin off the prisoner's face, revealing raw flesh underneath. The prisoner screamed in agony, and Gu Qingzhou finally understood that it was no joke.


They were really going to flay a person alive.


The other prisoners were kept at bay by the man's men, forced to watch the gruesome scene as a form of intimidation.


"I want to go home!" Gu Qingzhou's voice was trembling with a thin layer of sweat on her back.


"Don't run!" The man held Gu Qingzhou in his arms and held her to watch.


Gu Qingzhou's jaw was pinched by the man, forcing her to look at the field of skinning people alive. The sound of the prisoners' screams were ringing in her ears. Gu Qingzhou was trembling all over. She bit her lip so hard that she wouldn't scream.


After skinning the skin, the man nailed the skinless prisoner to a wooden stake with his own hands.


"I'll speak, I'll speak!" The remaining prisoners were all frightened to the point of insanity, and they all rushed to explain.


"That's what Vice General Cheng means. Vice General Cheng wants to get rid of you..."


Qingzhou made a sound and vomited all over the floor, and could no longer listen to the subsequent interrogation.


When we went back, the man was very excited and hugged Qingzhou tightly as soon as he got in the car.


"Let go of me!" Gu Qingzhou hissed, struggling and beating him hard as she no longer had the patience to pretend to cater like before, "You pervert, you pervert!"


Her voice was sharp and harsh, and the man frowned slightly and kissed her lips.


He sealed her mouth and Gu Qingzhou froze.


Her first kiss!


The man also pushed his tongue in, teasing her with his warm tongue, leaving her with nowhere to retreat.


Gu Qingzhou regained consciousness, suppressed the pounding in her heart, kicked and hit him, and cursed the pervert from her throat!


He is really too perverted!


He skinned a man alive, and Gu Qingzhou would never forget that scream in her life.


The most perverted thing about him was that he pressed her head and forced her to follow him.


Gu Qingzhou didn't want to look, she was so scared that her hands and feet were weak.


In the end, this pervert actually went to nail the skinless blood man to a wooden stake. Gu Qingzhou saw that man convulsed, his skin was gone, but he was not dead yet...


It’s too tragic, it can be described as purgatory on earth!


Gu Qingzhou wanted to vomit. She had vomited three or four times, but there was nothing in her stomach.


She was disgusted and frightened; her tears rolled down, and she was kissed by this pervert again. Her mind gradually blurred, and she became dizzy.


The most perverted thing is that, after seeing such a terrible thing, his blood is racing!


It’s simply devilish!


The man kissed her deeper and deeper.


Every time he kills someone, he is excited and full of energy.


Gu Qingzhou cried and lost half of her strength, letting the man squeeze her into a round shape.


She came back to the city with a purpose, she needs to complete it, not to be a man's prostitute!


Gu Qingzhou hated him so much. On that night on the train, she should have resisted the fear of being cut by him and yelled to expose him!


"Do you still have your virginity?" The man's voice was hoarse, and he was breathing heavily, suppressing it.


Gu Qingzhou had tears on her face and was on the verge of mental collapse. She had just seen a human being skinned alive. How could she still have the energy to listen to him?


There was a buzzing in her ears.


"She's so young, she should still be a virgin." The man's breathing became more rapid, "You can't bear it."


He patted the driver's back seat heavily, "Go to Tangzi!" Tangzi is considered a relatively high class brothel.


The driver said yes and increased his speed.


When he arrived at the gate of Tangzi, he actually carried Gu Qingzhou on his shoulders and brought them in together.


"No, no!" Gu Qingzhou came back to her senses, and when she saw that it was a brothel, she made a fuss again.


She's not a prostitute, she doesn't want to enter this kind of place!


But the man patted her butt hard and said "Be good!"


Gu Qingzhou was dizzy at first, but when she was carried on his shoulders, her head bled, and she completely lost his sense of direction. Se seemed to be stepping on a cloud, and she had no strength to struggle anymore.


Regardless of the gazes from all around, he led her into a luxurious private room.


He put it down and kissed her, pushing her against the wall next to the bed, kissing frantically, devouring her soft lips, almost tearing her to pieces.


Gu Qingzhou had no strength at all.


"Master..." Immediately, a woman with a hot figure entered the private room.


The pervert let go of Gu Qingzhou.


His breathing became heavier, so heavy that it seemed like a raging beast.


He left Gu Qingzhou's lips. When Gu Qingzhou thought he was finally free, the man took out a pair of handcuffs from behind and handcuffed Gu Qingzhou to the foot of the bed.


Gu Qingzhou struggled with the handcuffs, but couldn't get rid of them. She screamed "What are you doing, you pervert, you scum, let me go!"


She doesn't want to watch him kill, let alone watch him make love!


But he chained her to the post next to his bed.


Gu Qingzhou cried bitterly: "You pervert, dickhead, lunatic, pervert!" Tears rolled down her face again uncontrollably.


Regardless of Gu Qingzhou's hysteria, the man just pushed the prostitute onto the bed.


His actions were savage and brutal.


The woman moaned in cooperation at first, and then she cried, begging for mercy: "Young master, give it up soon, I can't do it, young master..."


They cried for an hour.


Gu Qingzhou was locked beside the bed, every vibration of the bed, every attack by him, every cry of the woman, Gu Qingzhou knew everything.


The man was very cruel, thrusting in and out, continuously penetrating the woman's body.


Gu Qingzhou could no longer shed tears or utter a sound, she completely collapsed.


Having lived to be sixteen years old, she seems to have seen all the darkest things in life.


An hour later, the pervert finally vented his fierce desire and got up from the woman.


He took a shower, uncuffed Gu Qingzhou, and wanted to take her away.


Gu Qingzhou glanced at the woman on the bed, her body was bruised and purple, her legs were wide open, the jungle was covered with white turbidity, her eyes were closed tightly, she didn't know if she passed out or died...


After getting into the car, the man patted Gu Qingzhou on the face: "Regain consciousness, are you scared?"


Scared?


Gu Qingzhou wanted to scold and laugh at the same time. She seemed to have experienced a hellish afternoon, but he lightly asked her if she was scared...


Gu Qingzhou wanted to cry even more, but there was no more tears in her eyes. Her soul seemed to be separated from her body, and she had no strength at all.


The only mercy of this man is that the one who passed out on that bed today was a real prostitute, not the sixteen-year-old Gu Qingzhou.


"Go to Gu Mansion!" the man said.


When Gu Qingzhou was kidnapped at noon, the man asked his subordinates to stop the rickshaw driver and ask him where she was coming from.


Therefore, he knew that Gu Qingzhou was the lady of Gu Mansion.


Gu Qingzhou lied to him that her surname was Li, but the man didn't object.


When I got off the car, it was already dusk, the sunset was shining brightly, and Gu Mansion was covered with a layer of brocade clothes.


The man placed her at the door of Gu's mansion and drove away without sending her to the house.


Back in the car, he was a little tired.


The driver was his old subordinate. He asked softly: "Young Marshal, are you going back to the Governor's Mansion or to the annex?"


"Go to the annex." The man said as he rubbed his forehead.


The Austin car turned around and returned to the man's own villa, which was a very exquisite and compact French-style building.


Back at the villa, Mrs Zhu, who was responsible for cleaning and cooking, informed the man, "Young Marshal, Madam called today. There's a very important ball at the Governor's Mansion tomorrow night. She asked if you could make it."


The man waved his hand dismissively, paying no attention.


The next morning, he completely forgot about it. There was still training to attend today, so after breakfast, he hurried off to the camp.

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translators' notes : I THINK I READ THE MANHUA OF THIS A FEW YEARS BACK ..

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previous chapters can be found at https://trialntried.wordpress.com/2022/01/23/chapter-1-first-meeting/

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