The strong man kicked me to the ground and took my phone away.
I lay on the ground, clutching my lower abdomen. His kick landed on my stomach, causing me to break out in a cold sweat.
Alice looked at me expressionlessly.
"Tell me, how should I torture her?"
The strong man found Alice's expression very interesting, so he played with the dagger and asked her.
Alice thought seriously for a moment. "What do you want to do? Torture?"
"Then you must be ruthless!"
"You have to destroy her face so that the police can’t confirm her identity."
"If you don't think it's cruel enough, you can deal with it later. I just don't know if you know how to!"
The strong man was shocked by her idea. After a while, he suddenly clapped his hands and said, "Wonderful! You're so cruel!"
When they asked her to leave, she suddenly turned around and said, "You have to make her lose her ability to move first. Her father is a policeman, and she has been trained!"
The man nodded and injured my ankles.
When I screamed, they laughed happily.
I ate leftovers in the warehouse and was kicked and beaten on the ground. Sometimes, they would torture me in various ways.