Chapter 1968
Bloodstained Nail, Broken Finger.
The Army Minister's expression was so gloomy it seemed water could drip from it! He had thought of how things began and how they progressed, but he had never imagined this damnable ending.
The first servant had already passed out. The intense pain had caused his brain to activate its self-protection mechanism, and he had instantly lost all strength to struggle, as though he were dead.
People were strange creatures.
The second servant began struggling violently. Everyone knew that once a nail pierced a finger, that finger would be ruined to at least some extent.
The servants made their living serving others. If their hands were no longer nimble enough, then not only would they be unable to continue serving the Army Minister's family, they would have trouble finding any job at all. Even surviving would become a luxury.
He did not want to sit in that chair. He resisted, struggled, and tried to escape!
Several Field Operations agents surrounded him and beat him viciously. Fearing further punishment, he had no choice but to obey and sit in the chair.
He endured even more fear and pain, but in the end, he still failed to avoid it.
Why struggle at the beginning? Why, after struggling, stop resisting before the end? As he repeatedly said, "I don't know," nails were hammered one by one into his fingers. When the third nail was driven into the first joint of his finger, he passed out as well.
After that, not a trace of color remained on anyone's faces. They said the same words and endured the same pain.
The Army Minister's expression was terrifying as well. He had already prepared himself to endure torture. It was only a few fingers. If he could endure it and prove