Yang Rui wore a rather ingratiating smile as he pulled a switch beside him. The black curtain behind the iron cages suddenly rose, revealing a mountain of small boxes. "Take a look, sir. What goods would you like?"
Si Yehan had little need for guns and ammunition at the moment. Special drugs, on the other hand, could be used to torture people. "I'll take four doses of a drug that heightens pain perception, and four people as well. Include that sister and brother who were cursing just now, and pick the other two yourself. As for the money..."
The sharpness in Yang Rui's eyes vanished completely, and he hurriedly smiled. "Sir, you're President Yan's honored guest. How could I charge you? I only said that earlier out of habit."
Si Yehan nodded. "All right, I'll return to my room first."
After Si Yehan left, the smile disappeared from Yang Rui's face, and his earlier sharpness returned. "He's a hard man to please. Once I've done all this, I'd better keep my distance from him."
Meanwhile, Si Yehan had already set foot on the stairs. His gaze was indifferent, but his thoughts slowly began to flow.
He had bought four people and four doses of the pain-enhancing drug to kill for fun, of course. As for Yang Rui, he could kill him as well once he delivered the goods.
According to what Yan Jingxing had revealed earlier, killing these security personnel was no great matter. They were all going to die eventually anyway.
When he reached his door, the food cart outside had already been wheeled away.
The first thing Si Yehan did upon entering the room was open the living room window. Sea air poured inside.
Not long after Si Yehan returned to his room, there was a knock at the door, followed by a voice. "Sir, it's me, Yang Rui."
Si Yehan opened the door, and Yang Rui and four security guards pushed three women and a man wearing hoods inside. Yang Rui waved the four guards away. "You can leave. I'll speak with the gentleman for a while."
Yang Rui placed the four doses on the table and bowed to Si Yehan. "If you have no other requests, I'll take my leave."
His pocket bulged; he was evidently carrying a handgun.
Si Yehan casually picked a topic and toyed with a dose on the table to distract Yang Rui. "You seem to have quite a position among these people. Why were you standing guard on the deck when I saw you earlier?"
Out of Yang Rui's sight, half a dagger emerged at Si Yehan's wrist. Since the man had a gun, he had to kill him in one strike. As for the body, he could simply throw it into the sea along with the four hooded people nearby.
A trace of pride appeared in Yang Rui's eyes. "Sir, there's something you don't know. On the surface, I'm just a guard stationed on the deck, but at special times, I'm also responsible for President Yan's personal safety. I also know a fair bit about the sale of goods from the cargo hold, so my actual standing is by no means..."
Yang Rui's voice stopped abruptly. Blood welled up in his throat, leaving him unable to say another word. He looked at Si Yehan, shock and terror in his eyes.
The dagger had pierced Yang Rui's throat. Si Yehan also threw him to the floor and stabbed him three more times in the same spot to make sure he was truly dead.
Even a lion used its full strength to hunt a rabbit.
Si Yehan casually left the body on the floor. The four people lying nearby writhed frantically, having apparently heard the sound of a blade piercing flesh.
Si Yehan casually removed their hoods, revealing faces filled with fear. The sister and brother looked at Si Yehan, then at Yang Rui's body on the floor. Their eyes were full of disbelief, and even a trace of inexplicable relief appeared, as if they had been saved.
But in the next instant, their relief turned to despair. Si Yehan picked up the drugs from the table and injected them into the four people, one by one.
Although all four were bound hand and foot and had their mouths sealed with tape, they still let out a series of piercing screams and writhed frantically on the floor.
Si Yehan took the silenced handgun from Yang Rui's pocket and shot each of the four in the lower limbs. Screams rang out, and involuntary tears streamed down their contorted faces.
They had thought they had been bought to serve as playthings, only to become prey for torture instead.
The pain inflicted by a gun was no less than that of a blade, and was even worse! The four people's muscles twitched incessantly, while Si Yehan tossed the handgun onto the sofa after firing.
Under their terrified gazes, he peeled the tape from their mouths and stuffed it into the wounds in their lower limbs.
The four grimaced and struggled frantically, but they could not make any large movements. Against Si Yehan, they were naturally powerless to resist.
The sister and brother who had cursed earlier were now in too much pain to say a word. Looking at the siblings, who were close in age, Si Yehan had some thoughts of "conducting an experiment."
He took out his dagger and gouged out the younger brother's eyeballs first. No matter how he shook his head, even like a rattle-drum, it was no use. Si Yehan then placed the eyeballs on the floor, gouged out the older sister's eyes, and swapped the pair's eyes.
Blood streamed wildly from their eye sockets, and the eyeballs that had been forced in looked ready to fall out at any moment. Neither of them retained their earlier resentful defiance.
As for the other two women, Si Yehan thrust the dagger into their gunshot wounds and began to turn it, driving the bullets deeper and deeper! The sound of bones breaking could be heard clearly.
The two women went from struggling and screaming violently to whimpering in despair, their eyes losing focus. Blood seeped from all over their bodies, and they were the first to succumb to the pain and die.
The drug had too great a side effect on the body. Seeing that the two women had been the first to succumb and die, Si Yehan picked up a body in each hand and threw them out the window into the sea, where they landed with a splash.
He also threw Yang Rui's body into the sea. Looking at the blood all over the floor, Si Yehan felt the room needed cleaning again.
But since the people at the cargo hold knew he had just bought people, they would surely send someone to clean up the bodies after notifying Yan Jingxing.
Si Yehan went to the bathroom and washed his hands, took off his trench coat, and then swapped nearly all the organs in the sister and brother's bodies. After the two died, he dissected them, taking the process a step further.
By the time he was done, Si Yehan's hands were covered in blood. If he had not taken off his trench coat, it would surely have been stained with blood as well.
In that case, he would have had to wait until the next day again. He did not know whether this instance had the same mechanic as the previous one.
The siblings' bodies looked particularly deformed, their limbs bound together like twins with two heads and one body. Their once attractive faces now looked sinister and terrifying.
Si Yehan, however, found them amusing. He disposed of the two bodies the same way he had the others.
Blood was everywhere on the living room floor.
After he had dealt with the bodies, the doorbell rang.
Si Yehan raised his eyes slightly and looked through the peephole. Seeing that it was the same group of cleaners as last night, he opened the door at once and said coldly, "Just clean up the blood on the floor."
The women in protective suits nodded somewhat woodenly, looking rather numb and weary.
After they cleaned up the blood, they followed the same procedure as yesterday, though their attitude could hardly be called good. They were more like robots carrying out a routine.