Chapter 21 - Chen Qi’s Basement (1/2)

Chapter 21: Chen Qi’s Basement

Translator: Jacquelin

Chen Qi’s villa had a basement.

Many people, including gamblers, prostitutes, public servants, housewives and tramps, were locked in the basement. All of them owed Chen Qi money but couldn’t pay their debts within the time given limit.

They were confined in cages. Most people couldn’t withstand the lure of money. They thought that with money they could buy everything they wanted. But in fact, there were some things, such as your life and your parents, that money couldn’t buy. They had borrowed a lot of money from Chen Qi and spent it lavishly. Finally, they couldn’t afford to pay back. These poor people had come to the end of a blind alley and sooner or later, they would die at the hands of Chen Qi.

It was summer. The exhaust fan revolved wildly; even so, it failed to suck the bad smell out of the basement completely. The basement was filled with the foul smell of sweat.

Chen Qi turned to the men in black and asked, “The room has awful stink. Why don’t you clean it up?”

“Ask our company’s cleaners to clean the room tomorrow,” the leader of the men in black said to his men.

There were ten men in black including the leader.

The naked men and woman were put together in the cages. There were five cages in the basement and five people in each cage which had an opening for the prisoners to stick their heads out in turn to drink water and eat food.

Chen Qi furrowed his brows and said, “My water dispenser is out of water.”

“Boss, choose one of them.” Another man in black came over and handed Chen Qi a wooden stick with an iron hook strapped to its tip.

All the people in the cages desperately moved backwards, with fear in their eyes. They couldn’t make any sound because they had been forced to drink the sulphuric acid before being brought to the basement and their throats had been completely destroyed. To some extent, they were no longer human beings but animals who were temporarily alive.

Chen Qi walked over to the second cage and poked the wooden stick through its bars. His eyes fell on a tall, strong, young man. The man was a gigolo. After borrowing ￥300,000 from Chen Qi, he spent all the money in gambling. In the end, he couldn’t pay back the money within a year. He was now as poor as a church mouse. Since he had no money, he had to pay with his life.

The hook pierced and sank into his palm. He lay huddled up on the floor groaning in pain. Bright red blood from the cut in his hand dripped down and slowly flowed out of the cage along the crack on the floor.

Chen Qi nodded to the man in black, turned around and left.