The eight people lying on the ground were filled with regret! Why had they agreed to take on something like this? And wasn't this fellow a bit perverted? Why was he studying ancient methods of punishment? Had their country ever even had such a punishment in ancient times?
Especially the fellow with Acupuncture Needles inserted into his numb-and-itchy acupoints—he truly felt something entirely different. After Chen Mo pierced him with the needles, he first felt numbness and itchiness, just a little numbness and itchiness! He was still thinking, What could such a slight itch possibly do? Is this all there is? Heh, this Chen Mo really bragged without even drafting a script!
But before he could say anything, within just a few seconds, waves of numbness and itchiness surged over him like the sea, each wave higher than the last! At first it had only been a little bit, but it gradually intensified, until he felt as though Ants were gnawing on his flesh from atop his bones, leaving him both itchy and numb!
Then he felt the Ants rapidly multiplying—one, two, ten, a hundred! In a short time, they had increased to thousands upon thousands! At that point, it was no longer just a slight sensation! It was suffering worse than death!
This numbness and itchiness made him willing to die immediately rather than endure it any longer!
"Geh, geh!" Unable to bear such numbness and itchiness, he could not even speak! All he could produce were incoherent howls from his throat! Pleas for mercy followed one after another!
And his begging came out in broken fragments. "Spare... spare me! Spare... me..." One had to listen carefully, or it was impossible to make out what he was saying.
His body could not move, and he could only endure this