Ning An's Wild Wish System

"Pear Blossom, Iron Maiden, Castration..."

"Which one should I use?"

Hearing the woman’s indifferent words, the human trafficker was close to breaking down.

The things she mentioned were all tortures aimed at women.

Even the wooden donkey is much gentler compared to them!

She was a trafficker, so even if not an expert, she knew roughly about these things.

Like castration, which not only targets men but also extends to women.

First, use an expander to forcibly open a woman’s lower parts, allowing a clear view of the organs inside.

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

During this process, the woman would be tied in a fixed place, unable to move, forced to endure the pain, which is unbearable even to imagine.

The Iron Maiden is no less complicated. The woman is locked inside a cabinet, her limbs bound tightly with sturdy chains so she cannot move.

As the cabinet doors close, multiple nails would pierce directly into the woman’s body.

The woman, unable to move, has to watch helplessly as the nails pierce into her, with blood continuously flowing.

It might even flow outside the cabinet, because the ultimate end for the woman is bleeding to death.

Pear Blossom is even more terrifying!

Using an expandable object, place it inside a woman’s lower parts, and then slowly open the front entrance little by little.

At first, it might not seem like much, but as time goes by, the opening only gets bigger, causing many women’s lower bodies to tear, bleed, and be unbearably painful...

Eventually leading to shock and death.

Thinking about these things, the human trafficker couldn’t conceal the terror on her face.

"Hey, don’t be scared, endure it a bit and it will pass."

The woman gently tugged her hair, firmly restraining her movements, softly saying: "It’s nothing, it’s nothing, be brave, bring out the courage you had when stealing children."

No matter how the human trafficker struggled, the judgment of justice was inevitable.

About half an hour later, the sound of sirens echoed on the road outside the village.

At this moment, the human trafficker no longer looked like a person.

Quickly, the police car arrived at the location.

A few middle-aged policemen got off the vehicle and swiftly approached.

They had been watching Ning An’s live stream, and even without a report, they guessed something was wrong with this village.

Calculating the time, waiting until the village people vented their anger, they then arrived.

Upon reaching the scene, they were immediately dumbfounded.

Glancing over, it was hard to tell that the figure on the ground was still human.

The human trafficker had completely lost her human shape, looking like she was on the verge of death.

Moreover...

The surrounding villagers glared, casually blocking their way, preventing entry.

The message was clear; until the person has drawn her last breath, no one could take her away!

However, the villagers didn’t consider that policemen are people too, and they despise human traffickers fiercely.

Yet, the special nature of being a policeman prevented them from watching a trafficker be beaten to death.

The leading officer shouted:

"Folks, you can hit her, but you must keep her alive."

Alright! Alright!

This would be fine if not said, but once the officer spoke, the villagers were even more enraged.

"The police officer said we can hit freely, did you hear that, guys?"

"Of course we heard, the officer said it, Old Three, did your wife not eat today? Her punches are so light."

"Oh, why don’t you speak louder, whispering is useless, isn’t it?"

"..."

Eventually, the officers still took the human trafficker away, though she was barely alive.

The leading officer frowned, slightly worried: "Your village might be held accountable for these injuries."

An elderly man came out, leaning on a cane, walking unsteadily like a candle flickering in the wind, uncertain when it might blow out.

"The injuries on her are caused by me, they have nothing to do with others."

"If it’s about accountability, then hold me accountable, at worst I’ll trade my life for hers."

Looking at the aged man in front of him, the head officer was troubled and said helplessly:

"Old man, don’t joke, your body doesn’t permit it."

"Why not!"

The old man stomped his cane fiercely on the ground, his voice filled with excitement.

"Bang!"

Throwing the cane aside, he slowly removed his coat, revealing a row of old medals inside!

"Back in the day, when the little devils came, I single-handedly killed seven or eight of them."

"Later, supporting North Korea, I didn’t kill much, but I did eliminate two white pigs."

"After that, during the retaliation against the monkeys, I didn’t fight on the frontlines, but was in charge of logistics and didn’t let my comrades down."

"..."

"Now, you dare ask me how it’s possible?"

"I ask you, how is it not possible!"

Looking at the elderly man with a row of medals, all officers immediately stood upright, their gaze filled with admiration and respect.

Back then, it was people like this, who went forward fearlessly and courageously, that Dragon Country now thrives and prospers.

The head officer solemnly paid his respects, as if making a firm decision, turning to his team and said:

"Her injuries, she fell by herself, understand?"

"Understood!"

Hearing this, the nearby villagers widened their eyes in surprise.

Is this possible?!

It was truly eye-opening!

After instructing his team, the lead officer turned his head, politely saying: