Ning An's Wild Wish System

"Blossom pear, iron maiden, castration punishment..."

"Which one should I use?"

Upon hearing the woman’s calm words, the trafficker was about to collapse.

What she mentioned were all tortures specifically targeting women.

Even the wooden donkey seemed mild in comparison!

As a trafficker, she wasn’t an expert in these matters but knew enough about them.

Like castration punishment, it wasn’t just for men, it extended to women as well.

First using an expander, forcibly open a woman’s lower body, clearly exposing her internal organs.

Then use a knife to remove the woman’s reproductive organs, like the uterus or ovaries.

During this process, the woman would be tied up in a fixed position, unable to move, forced to endure, the pain so intense it would hurt just thinking about it.

The iron maiden wasn’t simple either; a woman would be locked inside a cabinet, then her hands and feet tightly bound with chains, leaving her immobile.

After that, as the cabinet door closed, several nails would pierce directly into the woman’s body.

The woman, unable to move, could only watch helplessly as the nails pierced her body, with blood continuing to flow.

Blood would even seep outside the cabinet; the woman’s ultimate fate would be bleeding to death.

Blossom pear was even more terrifying!

Inserting an expandable object into the woman’s lower body, then gradually opening the front entrance.

Initially, she might not feel anything, but as time went on, the opening would grow larger, many women’s lower bodies would tear, bleed, and be unbearably painful...

Finally leading to shock and death.

Thinking about these things made the trafficker’s face undisguisedly fearsome.

"Don’t be afraid, just bear with it,"

The woman gently pulled her hair, firmly restraining her movements, speaking softly: "It’s okay, it’s okay, be brave, use the courage you had when you stole children."

No matter how much the trafficker struggled, the justice that awaited her had already arrived.

About half an hour later, the sirens sounded on the road outside the village.

By then, the trafficker was beyond recognition.

Soon, the police car arrived.

Several middle-aged police officers got out of the car, rushing towards the scene.

They had been following Ning An’s live stream and, even without an official report, suspected something was amiss in the village.

Calculating the time, they only arrived after guessing the villagers had vented their anger.

When they reached the scene, they were shocked.

With just a glance, it was hard to recognize anything human left on the ground.

The trafficker was completely inhuman, seemingly hovering between life and death.

And...

The surrounding villagers watched fiercely, intentionally blocking their way, preventing them from entering.

The intention was clear; before she breathed her last, no one would take her away!

However, the villagers failed to consider that the police were human too, and they also despised traffickers.

But their profession meant they couldn’t watch as traffickers were beaten to death.

The leading officer shouted:

"Folks, you can hit her, but make sure she stays alive."

Alright, alright!

Without saying more, the words ignited nearby villagers into greater outrage.

"The police officer said we can beat her however we want, did you all hear that?"

"Of course we heard, that’s what the officer said. Old Three, did your wife not eat today? Her hands seem too light."

"Oh, if you have the guts, speak up louder. Why whisper in private?"

Finally, the police took the trafficker away, though she barely clung to life.

The lead officer frowned, somewhat worried: "With these injuries, the village might face consequences."

An elderly man on crutches slowly walked out, his gait unsteady, like a flickering candle, ready to blow out anytime.

"I caused these injuries; no one else is involved."

"If someone must be held accountable, hold me responsible, at worst a life for a life."

Facing the elderly man, the lead officer felt helpless, saying:

"Sir, don’t joke like this, with your condition it’s impossible."

"Why impossible!"

The old man stamped his cane hard into the ground, his voice suddenly invigorated.

"Bang!"

He threw the cane aside and slowly removed his coat, revealing a row of medals with historical significance inside!

"Back when the enemy came, I alone killed seven or eight enemies."

"Later, aiding North Korea, I didn’t kill many but took down two Caucasian pigs."

"Later on, in the counterattack against the monkeys, although not on the front lines, managing logistics, I never let my comrades down."

"..."

"Now you ask me, how is it possible?"

"I ask you, why not possible?"

Seeing the row of medals on the old man, all the police officers immediately stood in salute, their eyes filled with admiration and respect.

Back then, such men courageously paved the way for Dragon Country’s prosperity today.

The leading officer regarded him solemnly, seemingly resolute, telling his team:

"The injuries she sustained were from her own fall, understand?"

"Understood!"

Upon hearing this, nearby villagers widened their eyes.

This can happen?!

What an eye-opener!