Chapter 207 (1/2)

Chapter 207: Chapter 80

Dolsok slowly began to open the house call bag that Kanghyok brought with him.

Makbong also unpacked a bundle he carried on the back.

The sound of clanking iron resonated in the room.

But Pyonsu seemed calm, even though Kanghyok momentarily felt he was gooseflesh all over.

'How come this guy can stay so calm?'

By any standard, he was far from an ordinary man.

“Hey?”

Pyonsu raised his eyes furtively at Kanghyok's calling.

But he didn't reply at all.

“What's your name?”

He didn't reply, either.

With a faint smile Kanghyok murmured to himself,

“I'm not trying to find out something, but just asking out of curiosity. I like a guy who keeps his loyalty to the end.”

“Bulls.h.i.+t!”

Laughing sarcastically, Pyonsu turned over in bed.

Given that he was giving a moan, he obviously felt pain all over his body.

“I'm ready, Master.”

Turning back, he saw Dolsok holding some surgery tools.

As Kanghyok never tortured somebody up to now, he felt a bit embarra.s.sed as he had to do it now.

He was idly fiddling the operating tools when Dolsok said, “Master, how about tying him up for now?”

Dolsok was more composed than Kanghyok at the moment.

Kanghyok took out several leather strings from his sleeves.

“Good. Bundle him up with these strings.”

Dolsok and Makbong tightened Pyonsu with their rough and strong hands.

He didn't show any resistance.

“Be careful…Check out the color of his fingers before tying him. Otherwise they might get rotten.”

“Oh, yes… Is this enough?”

“Nice job. Have you done this before?”

“Well, for me it's the first time. But Makbong is pretty skillful.”

In fact, there was little change in Pyonsu's face when Makbong began to tie him, which meant the former felt little pain.

“Where did you learn this skill?” asked Kanghyok.

“I didn't learn it… When I visit the widow's town at night, I see various clients.”

“Clients? Are they asking you to tie them up?”

“Oh, yes, sometimes I'm tied, depending on the client's taste.”

“I can't understand if there are such clients even in Joseon.”

Kanghyok shook his head, looking at Makbong, a master knotter.

'Dang it… Why did I volunteer to do this?'

Kanghyok wished he had refused Hangbok's suggestion.

But it's too late.

Hangbok was adamant about his determination to extract Pyonsu's confession, and so was Chul Chung.

'If I successfully get this done, I could protect Yoju, and they would be my protector.'

Joseon at that was divided into Tongin and Soin political factions under the king.

While Tongin was led by Sungryong Yu and Sanhae Lee, Soin was led by Chul Chung.

Ironically Sungryong and Chul were close friends.

From Kanghyok's standpoint it was the best policy to take side with the ultimate winner, which was Soin.

“Hmmm.”

Kanghyok was about to hold a scalpel, the most perfect tool for torture.

“No, not this one…”

He thought twice after checking Pyonsu's body condition, covered with small and big scars all over.

There would be nothing different even if he used the scalpel.

“Using this one then?”

He looked at the forceps, usually used to locate blood vessels and stop the bleeding.

It was naturally very solid and used for various purposes.

For example, he could use it to tear away nails or even flesh.

'I don't want to go that far…'

Kanghyok didn't want to cause any pain to him by injuring his body.

Then he looked at the bundle Makbong carried on the back.

He wanted to use the tool in it first before turning to the operating tools.

“Makbong!”

“Yes, master.”

“You are confident of blowing on the t.e.s.t.i.c.l.es, right?”

“Oh….”

Makbong shook his head at Kanghyok who was waving a bull's t.e.s.t.i.c.l.es.

Though he could do it skillfully, Malsok didn't want to avoid it if he could.

But he had no other choice but to follow Kanghyok's direction.

“Dolsok, you, too, can do it, right?”

“Oh… Yes, sir.”

“Good.”

Kanghyok filled the syringe with the fugu's poison.

'5mL is enough to paralyze a man.'