Chapter 2256 - 2249: Treating Officer Sis to a Meal
"At a time like this, still daring to think about women?" Director Su. He signaled to the two people beside him, and they immediately came over with hideous smiles, punching and kicking Wang Dadong.
"Ouch, stop it, stop it."
"Scared now, aren’t you?"
"Stop it, you’re tickling me to death," Wang Dadong laughed.
At this point, the two police officers realized that their fists were unbearably sore, swollen as if they hadn’t been hitting a human, but a steel plate.
"Kid, you’ve got tough skin, but you’re unlucky to have met me. Xiao Deng, bring my toolbox," Director Su sneered as he lit a cigarette and leisurely smoked.
Shortly, a dark green toolbox, one and a half feet long and two inches high, was placed on the table. The two police officers chuckled evilly, "Director, enjoy your playtime."
The two police officers left, leaving only Wang Dadong, King Kong, and Director Su in the room.
Director Su leisurely finished his cigarette before opening the toolbox.
Wang Dadong took a look and was instantly shocked.
The toolbox contained wrenches, pliers, hammers, three-inch-long steel needles, and steel tiger fingers, among others.
King Kong swallowed hard, "These, these are all tormenting tools for criminals..."
As a member of the Dragon Group special forces, King Kong hadn’t held back using these tools on foreign spies. Like using a hammer on the chest or pliers to pull teeth, or even steel needles in fingers.
Director Su looked at the two nearly terrified men and chuckled, "Scared now, aren’t you?"
Wang Dadong smiled, "I’m not scared, just a bit excited."
"Brother Dong, I feel like I’m about to ignite," King Kong licked his lips excitedly.
Five minutes later.
"Ah! Help! Murder!"
The interrogation room echoed with chilling screams, but the sound insulation was too good, no one outside could hear it.
"Captain Deng, it seems the interrogation room camera is broken," the guard responsible for monitoring the screen said as he frantically tapped the keyboard.
"No worries, Director Su is just playing a game."
"Oh, that’s right, hope the director enjoys his game," the guard nodded with understanding.
In the interrogation room.
"You... you’re torturing a cop, it’s a major crime..." Director Su was handcuffed, lying weakly on the interrogation table.
With a steel needle in hand, Wang Dadong said displeasedly, "Comrade Metal, what’s with your performance? Didn’t I tell you to make him shut up?"
King Kong chuckled evilly, "Just a moment."
He pried open Director Su’s mouth, clamping onto one of Director Su’s large yellow teeth with pliers, and snapped it off with a click.
"Ah, my tooth, my tooth!"
The interrogation room once again erupted with screams.
"Director Su, toothache? No problem, I’ll just stick a needle in your Shaoze acupoint, and you’ll be fine," Wang Dadong grabbed Director Su’s chubby hand and drove the three-inch steel needle into the nail gap of Director Su’s little finger.
"Ah!"
Director Su finally fainted from the pain.
King Kong sneered, "Boring, far worse than those spies; only pulled three teeth and he’s out."
Wang Dadong chuckled evilly, "How about we fill all ten fingers with steel needles and smash all ten toes to see?"
King Kong wiped the sweat off his forehead, "Let’s not."
Seeing Director Su’s toolbox, the two of them knew Director Su had often tortured criminals, so they made him try every tool from the toolbox.
Half an hour later.
Director Su shivered and woke up.
"Ah, my teeth, my hand, my foot!" Director Su was sitting on the stool, his plump body constantly twisting.
After a moment, Director Su realized his hands and feet were fine, his teeth were intact, and Wang Dadong and King Kong were nicely handcuffed to the chairs.
Wang Dadong smirked, "Director Su, weren’t you having a nightmare?"
"Let me guess, Director Su likes torturing criminals; probably dreamt of being tortured with those tools?" King Kong chuckled evilly.
Director Su wiped the sweat off his forehead, realizing it was just a dream. But when his eyes glimpsed the steel needles in the toolbox, he shuddered.
Seeing the steel needles faintly stained with blood.
"Was everything before real? But how am I okay here?" Director Su looked at the two in shock.
The two had a faint smile on their faces, not at all like criminals waiting for an interrogation.
Director Su trembled as he left, not taking his beloved toolbox.
"Let’s see if he dares to torture criminals again," King Kong chuckled evilly.
Wang Dadong suddenly slammed his fist hard on his own forehead, breaking the skin, blood flowing out.
King Kong was about to ask Wang Dadong if he was crazy when the interrogation room door opened.
Zhou Dan, the policewoman who caught them, walked in.
Seeing Wang Dadong’s forehead wound, Zhou Dan sighed, "You all are really bold, daring to even beat our director’s uncle."
"Police sister, my head is broken, it hurts," Wang Dadong called sweetly to the police sister, blood streaming down his forehead, looking pitiful.
Feeling a bit sympathetic, Zhou Dan said, "Wait a moment," and left.
Not long after, she returned with a small medicine box.
Zhou Dan began disinfecting and bandaging Wang Dadong’s wound.
Zhou Dan’s figure was excellent, very prominent in front, her blue shirt barely containing it, as if ready to burst. She bent over to treat Wang Dadong’s wound, her ample assets almost spilling out, making Wang Dadong wish he could dive into that marvelous gorge.
The delicate, cool fingers of the beautiful policewoman occasionally brushed Wang Dadong’s forehead, feeling wonderfully delightful.
King Kong was speechless, admiring Wang Dadong’s audacity, willing to self-harm for a woman’s attention.
"Thank you, police sister, when I’m out, I’ll treat you to dinner," Wang Dadong said sweetly, calling her sister repeatedly.
"Talk about that when you get out."
Zhou Dan sighed, shaking her head.
She knew Director Su’s temperament too well; in Su Hui City, he was practically a local tyrant. Ending up in Director Su’s hands, wouldn’t escape without losing some skin.
"Don’t worry, police sister, I will definitely get out. You must give me face then," Wang Dadong blinked.
Gently sticking on the tape, Zhou Dan glanced at the toolbox on the table, whispering, "I saw Director Su leaving with an unpleasant face just now. You’d better cooperate later to avoid suffering."
"Alright, we’ll definitely cooperate."
Director Su returned to the office and received a phone call.
"Hmm, ah? Oh, yes, I know, I know," hanging up the phone, Director Su was already drenched in sweat.