Urban Ace Bodyguard

Lin Hai, who had been hit hard on the forehead, remained indifferent.

"Uh? You alright?" The policeman who struck him widened his eyes in surprise.

"Got a tough skull, huh? Over here, no matter how tough, I'll grind it to dust," said Li Erbao with the tone of someone experienced in these matters, and he certainly was.

Xiao Jiba sneered coldly: "I don't know what you're still struggling against. People like you won't shed a tear until they see the coffin. Keep beating him, beat him to death."

"Aren't you fed? Officer, you lack even the strength to hit me?" Lin Hai scornfully sneered, his gaze turning to the interrogation room's surveillance camera.

"Huh, still talking tough, I'll make you!" No sooner had the words been spoken than the policeman harshly struck Lin Hai's forehead once more.

Another police officer also jabbed Lin Hai's back fiercely with a stick.

An ordinary person would definitely not have been able to withstand these first three blows.

Humming an indistinct tune, Xiao Jiba wondered to himself, surely this guy would let out a scream like a pig being slaughtered next, right? According to past experience, no one can stay silent under such torment; in the end, they'd be tortured into kneeling and begging for mercy.

He extraordinarily enjoyed watching those hard-headed guys end up kneeling, wetting themselves and begging for mercy, reveling in the thrill of conquest.

One policeman, panting, wiped his forehead, realizing that he had exerted too much force, making his arms ache.

When he saw Lin Hai remaining fearless, his expression unchanging, not even showing a hint of pain, he became even more enraged.

"Director Li, Young Master Xiao, this guy has really tough bones," said the sweaty policeman.

Li Erbao felt a surge of anger; the thrill of revenge was missing. Remembering how Lin Hai almost beat him to death some days ago, resentment welled up, and he berated his subordinate: "Are you dumb? Can't you hit him in the softer parts of his body harder?"

"But if I hit like that, this guy will definitely end up disabled," the subordinate hesitated.

Li Erbao roared ferociously: "What are you afraid of? Bring the electric baton, turn it up full force, and jab it hard into his descendants' roots!"

The policeman hesitated.

Xiao Jiba hummed softly and slowly said, "There's still a deputy director position available this year..."

The three subordinates' eyes lit up instantly.

Promotion! This was what they desperately wanted.

One of them gritted his teeth, his gaze flickered, as if making a decision, then immediately grabbed an electric baton, turned on the switch, and the crackling of sparks filled the air.

Holding the electric baton flickering with terrifying blue light, he aimed at the spot slightly below the "I'm a tiger" print on Lin Hai's underwear, took a deep breath, and said ruthlessly: "Kid, don't blame me, be more careful in the future about who you offend."

The blue sparks, tinged with a heavy threat, radiated chill air, as if the atmosphere and temperature in the interrogation room also plummeted.

Xiao Jiba and Li Erbao licked their lips, their eyes flashing with a twisted mix of cruelty and excitement.

Considering the possibility of Lin Hai becoming a eunuch, forever unable to face Su Wanjing with dignity, a vague satisfaction stirred in Xiao Jiba's heart.

As Li Erbao thought of his stomach aching for days from being kicked by Lin Hai, without enough strength even for sex recently, and some inexplicable itching and stench down there, he felt unbearably irritated. Yet, as he watched the electric baton with blue flames moving steadily downward, an unmatched excitement filled his eyes, the feeling of revenge flooding his chest as if clearing the clouds of the past few days.

"Press it down hard, cripple him!" Li Erbao shouted viciously.

Lin Hai watched all this with a cold gaze, as if nothing could instill fear in him or even make him show the slightest hint of fright.

The people present all despised his tough attitude.

Seeing that the time was almost up, and assuming that the surveillance had captured everything they had done, there was no need to wait any longer.

Besides, the electric baton looked like it was a reinforced model; if it really poked his family jewels, even with Gang Qi protecting his body, it would send a chill to his core and make him panic.

The policeman holding the electric baton had a fierce glint in his eyes and a hint of excitement. Torturing someone like this was something he hadn't tried before.

"Die!" the policeman said cruelly, pressing down hard with his hand.

Everyone knew that this would utterly destroy Lin Hai's manhood.

But they didn't care. He was just a security guard; if he died, he died. They could easily cover it up with their connections. To them, a person with no power, no influence, no relatives, no connections was no different from killing a dog.

At this critical moment,

Suddenly, a strong hand grabbed the policeman's arm, stopping the electric baton from descending any further.

The policeman was stunned, only to find that no matter how hard he tried, the arm was like a force of a thousand pounds, completely beyond his capacity to resist.

"What's going on?" the policeman was dazed.

At this moment, Lin Hai had somehow freed one hand from the handcuffs and was gripping the policeman's arm tightly, the electric baton just millimeters from his "Second."

"What are you waiting for, give me..." Before Li Erbao could comprehend what was happening, the words were cut short as Lin Hai, who had been tightly bound to the interrogation chair, suddenly exerted his arms and, with a loud bang, forcibly broke the iron handcuffs. Uploaded by the M|V|L(EMPYR) team.

The iron restraint around his waist also violently shattered into pieces.

Lin Hai stood up, his robust physique like a tiger breaking out of its cage, his sharp eyes piercing through hearts, stabbing right into the heart of Xiao Jiba.

With a snap, Lin Hai effortlessly broke the remaining chains on his arm and kicked away the interrogation chair that weighed over forty pounds.

The policeman holding the electric baton widened his eyes in shock, his mouth agape, his mind blank at the sudden turn of events.

Lin Hai glanced at this crazed individual, grabbed the policeman's arm in one motion, and with a twist, forced the electric baton between the policeman's own legs.

Crackling sounds—

"Ah..."

The electric baton sparked with a cruel light and a terrifying aura.

A scream, filled with unimaginable agony and a hint of despair, mixed with the scent of seared flesh, filled the entire interrogation room.

The policeman's trousers burst open at the crotch, torn shards of fabric scattered on the floor, his arm twisted and inserted into his most vulnerable spot, intense pain washing over his brain like surging waves, causing him to forget to breathe, his mind going blank, and he collapsed to the ground, convulsing madly.

Lin Hai, not even deigning to glance at the policeman now like a dead dog, strode to the iron bars that had confined him, his hands each grasping one of the thick iron bars, exerting a slight force, and a grating sound ensued.

With a clang, the thick iron bars were twisted by Lin Hai into a spiral, revealing a huge hole.

Like a demon descending to earth, he stepped out with assured strides.

Xiao Jiba, who was smoking at the time, was so startled that his hand shook, dropping the cigarette right onto Li Erbao's crotch.

A sizzling sound followed, and Li Erbao, equally shocked, suddenly felt something was amiss. Looking down, he saw a small hole burned by the cigarette into his trousers, and as the ember burrowed deeper, that part nicknamed "little ding-ding" experienced an unforgettable burning sensation. His eyes nearly popped out of their sockets as he held his breath, and then his body uncontrollably began to tremble violently.

Subsequently, a heart-wrenching pain echoed with his screams throughout the vicinity.