0p0 Chapter 167 Inhumane Torture
Chapter 167 Inhumane Torture
"The eight-clawed fire dragon has been stolen?"
The man's shout made Wu Xuemei's heart tremble. She knew that she had been tricked by Shen Rugo again and had been framed.
Unfortunately, her body was sealed, and she was unable to speak.
"The Eight-Clawed Fire Dragon was stolen?"
The shopkeeper and the middle-aged man rushed to the room in an instant. Sure enough, the iron cage made of black iron was empty.
"How dare you steal our things?"
The middle-aged man quickly turned to look at Wu Xuemei.
This eight-clawed fire dragon is a level five spirit beast, and at the peak of level five. He personally led a group to capture it after a great deal of effort, and he was planning to sell it for a good price.
After all, the Eight-Clawed Fire Dragon is an extremely rare spirit beast. It took a long time to find one, and it took them half a month of tracking before they finally captured it.
This middle-aged man was none other than Wang Fucheng, the owner of Wangji Hotel.
He had only been holding the eight-clawed fire dragon for less than two days, and he was already scheming how to make a fortune off it.
They had even planned to hold a promotional event for braised octopus fire dragons, first spreading the news so that cultivators within a radius of tens of thousands of miles who loved to eat them and practiced fire-attribute techniques would know about it. Then, they would hold an auction to sell every piece of meat, every bone, and every organ from the octopus fire dragon piece by piece. Selling them piece by piece would definitely be more profitable than selling them as a whole package. They could earn forty to fifty million low-grade spirit stones, which would be equivalent to three months' revenue for a hotel.
It can be said that Wang Fucheng had high hopes for this eight-clawed fire dragon, but now it has been stolen?
Wang Fucheng's eyes widened, and he reached out and grabbed Wu Xuemei in his hand.
"It was you! You actually stole our Octopus Fire Dragon?"
The shopkeeper immediately recognized Wu Xuemei.
"You know her?"
Wang Fucheng's voice was icy as he looked at the shopkeeper.
"Boss, I just met her. But it wasn't a friendly acquaintance; she almost caused a huge problem for our hotel just now..."
The shopkeeper felt a chill run down his spine and quickly explained the situation, recounting Wu Xuemei's past actions.
Their boss, Wang Fucheng, is at the peak of the Golden Core stage, just one step away from achieving the Nascent Soul stage.
The key issue is that Wang Fucheng is ruthless and cruel, treating human life as worthless, and resorting to any means to achieve his goals.
For example, Chef Geng at the hotel was forced to stay at the hotel by Wang Fucheng using despicable means.
He was really afraid that Wang Fucheng would suspect him.
The others listened and sized up Wu Xuemei, their expressions growing colder with each word.
"Who exactly are you, daring to oppose our Wangji Hotel?"
Wang Fucheng roared, and a surge of spiritual energy entered Wu Xuemei's body.
Instantly, Wu Xuemei's whole body convulsed, her face contorted, and she broke out in a cold sweat.
She tried desperately to open her mouth to scream, but no sound came out. It was as if countless tiny insects were frantically devouring her, trying to cleanse her blood and marrow.
"Tell me, who are you?"
Wang Fucheng roared again.
"Boss, I've sealed her spiritual power, she can't speak!"
Suddenly someone spoke up and pointed at Wu Xuemei.
Instantly, Wu Xuemei let out an extremely miserable scream.
The screams were so horrific that even Shen Rugo, who was hiding outside the courtyard gate waiting to see the show, shuddered in fright.
But soon she shouted, "Wow, Wangcai, we did it! That witch has been caught and tortured!"
"Hahaha, I really look forward to seeing what cruel methods they used to make that witch scream so miserably!"
Shen Rugo spoke while gesturing wildly.
The barking of the five wolfhounds had already attracted the attention of hotel staff and some guests on the first floor, and the courtyard was surrounded by people.
Everyone craned their necks to see what was happening inside. They saw a little girl, about ten years old, waving her arms and legs and saying strange things, and they all looked over curiously.
"low profile!"
Shen Rugo quickly controlled her emotions and pretended to be nonchalant.
"Your Highness, let's make our escape quickly!"
Zhao Cai shuddered, after all, the octopus-clawed fire dragon had been swallowed by it, and it wanted to leave as soon as possible.
"Why are you running away? I want to see what I'll do to this vixen. The show has only just begun!"
Shen Rugo quickly transmitted her voice.
"What's going on with this child waving his arms and legs? And where did Wu Xuemei go?"
The Taoist priest from Qinghe on the third floor looked on with curiosity.
"I'll talk, I'll talk, please let me go, I didn't steal it."
The moment Wu Xuemei's spiritual power was released, she screamed wildly.
"You still want to fool me at this point? Do you really think our Wangji Hotel is just for show?"
Wang Fucheng was even angrier. He was already ruthless and bloodthirsty, and in his anger, he once again activated his spiritual power.
Instantly, Wu Xuemei screamed and fainted.
"Still pretending to be dead?"
With a burst of spiritual power, Wang Fucheng woke Wu Xuemei up again.
"Tell me, where did you hide my spirit beast?"
"It wasn't me, it was someone else, it was that little bitch..."
After regaining consciousness, Wu Xuemei immediately shouted loudly.
"Not you? You came in alone, and you still dare to say it wasn't you?"
Wang Fucheng's face darkened, and he was about to inflict the torture again.
"Please, give me a chance to speak first, it really wasn't me."
The unbearable agony made Wu Xuemei instinctively beg for mercy.
She had always been high and mighty, pampered by Wu Yuanshan, and had everything she wanted. No one had ever dared to say no to her. She had never experienced such pain before. She was filled with hatred and fear, and couldn't help but beg for mercy.
"Please, please listen to me. It really wasn't me, it was that little bitch who stole it and tricked me into coming here to frame me..."
Before she could finish speaking, the shopkeeper sneered, "The little bitch you're talking about, you wouldn't happen to be that ten-year-old Shen Rugo from earlier, would you? Shen Rugo from the Star Palace!"
"It was her! That little bitch ruined me and lied to you all!"
"Shut up!"
"shut up!"
Two angry roars rang out.
The first tone belongs to the shopkeeper, and the second tone belongs to Wang Fucheng.
The others also glared at Wu Xuemei.
What's the situation?
Wu Xuemei was a little confused.
"Shen Rugo is just a cute little girl of ten years old. How can you say that she framed you and that she came in and stole the level 5 spirit beast, the Eight-Clawed Fire Dragon, which weighs eight thousand catties?"
"I know you're no ordinary girl, and you're not entirely innocent, but this lie you told is way too outrageous! Tell me, how did Shen Rugo steal it?"
The shopkeeper reprimanded him sternly.
As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Fucheng sneered, "You stole it, so you stole it. How dare you frame someone like that, and even frame Shen Rugo, the genius disciple of the Star Palace, a cultivation genius that hasn't appeared in our entire Tianyuan Continent for countless years."
"I really don't know what got into you, you're looking for trouble!"
"You...you don't believe me?"
Wu Xuemei was both anxious and angry.
"I believe you my ass!"
"Who doesn't know that Shen Rugo, the little disciple of the Star Palace, is only ten years old and still in the Qi Refining stage? You actually say she stole our level five spirit beast, the Eight-Clawed Fire Dragon? Do you think we're fools?"
"Besides, Star Palace is such a large sect. How could a disciple of their sect leader possibly steal our Eight-Clawed Fire Dragon? That's utter nonsense!"
"You're obviously no good. You're so young, yet your eyes are full of seduction. Bah!"
The others also started cursing loudly.