Mr Manoban's Daring Wife [Jenlisa]

Chapter 119: Do You Like It?

Underworld Base

Drip. Drop. Drip. Drop. The sound of liquid dripping onto the cement floor could be heard throughout the entire underground.

The air was thick, almost suffocating, a heavy stench of blood and death lingering in the atmosphere. There was a thick film of undistinguishable grime on the walls, dark red blots on the metal bars, and a thick layer of dust in every corner. Occasionally, moans and groans of pain bounced off of the walls. If one was to listen closely, muffled screams of agony could be heard coming from the opposite end of a long hallway drowned in darkness.

When two men strolled through the entrance, the people trembled and shivered in fear. The temperature dropped lower than it was before and each step they took echoed down the hallways, silencing the prisoners who'd rather hold back their pained cries than offend the man.

When the men passed through the few cells in the room, the people in them scrambled to the corners of their cells, huddling and shaking. They held their haggard breath and could barely swallow their own saliva due to how much they were shaking.

The people here would much rather prefer death than stay in their cells for another day. They'd rather suffer in the Eighteen Layers of Diyu [1] than breathe another second here. Each layer of Diyu brimmed with pain, and with each lower level, it would only get worse. But at least, that place was better than the unpredictable suffering they had to endure here.

It wasn't like these people didn't deserve it. The people locked away in the Underworld base were the worst of the worst. They were monsters who had committed crimes so unspeakable, their only option was to rot in here, forever taunted by the stench of their dying jail mates.

The people let out a terrified shriek when someone spoke. Their hearts thumped rapidly within their chests in fear that they would be dragged back into the torture room.

"Boss, Mr. Kang, you're here." A man dressed in black clothes from head to toe bowed his head in respect.

Lisa apathetically looked at his subordinate in front of him, his eyes a swirling pool of icy darkness. Staring into his eyes was like staring into a black hole. No life or soul could be found within it. His stony face was rigid and unreadable.

"After two weeks, the man has finally decided he will confess." The man informed Lisa of the latest details.

Lisa wordlessly nodded. He turned his body and walked down the long hallway that led to the torture room. Two armed men were guarding it, their eyes and bodies on high alert. Upon seeing their leader, they respectfully bent their heads.

"Boss," They greeted him, opening the thick iron door for Lisa. Suddenly, the disgusting smell of blood and human waste wafted through. The guards shuddered at the smell, but Lisa stood there completely unfazed by it.

The room was horrific and covered in blood and some indistinguishable substance. There was a man tied up by his hands in the middle of the room. His body so mutilated, it was hard to even think he was human. Different tools of torture lay at his feet, but there were many more sprawled out on a table in front of him.

A young man, no more than twenty-two, turned around at the sound of the door opening. He was originally dressed in a bright mustard hoodie, but the cloth was now so stained by blood, one would think he walked in here with a maroon one. His eyes were crazy, but his face was surprisingly very handsome. He looked much younger than his age due to his short and lean stature.

"Big Boss, Mr. Kang, you're here!" He hopped over to Lisa, his eyes gleaming with excitement.

He pointed towards the jumble of flesh in the middle of the room. "Big Boss, do you like it? Do you like my masterpiece?" His voice had a higher pitch than most men, and he sounded too young to be an adult.

"This one was really fun to play with," He giddily spoke up, a crazed and sinister grin on his face. When the light shone upon him, even the guards outside the door trembled in fear.

This man, Haruto, wasn't someone people could trifle with. He was insane and wouldn't hesitate at the idea of skinning a man alive or brutally mutilating them. As long as it made Lisa happy, he would do it.

Lisa examined Haruto's work on the human scum that dared to capture his woman. Bits of his skin was missing, most likely from Haruto's obsession with cutting perfect squares out of human skin. There were stab marks all over his body. Three of the man's fingers were on the floor, accompanied by the torn off nails.

"Well, Big Boss, do you like it? Do you?" He gleefully asked Lisa again. Haruto behaved like a child awaiting the praise of his parent. If there was anyone that could keep this crazy man in control, it was the King of the Underworld himself.

"Do you?" He continued to pester and ask, like a dog wagging his tail at his owner.

"That depends." Lisa turned to him, easily towering over Haruto. "Is he willing to talk?"

Haruto eagerly nodded his head. "Yes, he is! He'll say anything you want!" He picked up a screwdriver and pointed it at the man, which made him shriek in fear.

"W-w-what w-would you l-like me t-to say?" The man stammered, shaking so much on the spot, his chains were rattling.

"Haha! Big Boss, do you see that? Just pointing something at him will make him confess!" Haruto was still waiting for Lisa's compliment. It was all he wanted in this world — acknowledgment from the man that saved him from Hell and brought him to Haruto's idea of "Heaven."

"So, do you like it?"

Lisa took off his heavy fur coat and handed it to Kang Seulgi, who respectfully took it. With his black leather gloves on, Lisa picked up another tool. It was the same butterfly dagger they tried to use on his woman.

"Depends on the result," Lisa muttered.

Haruto glowered at the dangling man. That useless pest, he better does as his Big Boss says! If these vermin made him look bad, Haruto would make sure the man would be fingerless.

Lisa twirled the blade in his hand. Without warning, he tossed it at the man, sending him screaming in fear even though the knife barely grazed his skin.

"I-I'll confess! I'll s-say a-anything y-you want me to!" He wailed; voice still hoarse from screaming in agony the entire time he was down here.

"P-please!" He was shaking so much that Haruto couldn't help but giggle. What a pathetic sight. When he was dragged in here, he was so confident and stubborn. But look at him now! A crying mess!

Lisa's chilling smirk was enough to send the man shivering on the spot. "If you cooperate properly, I will ensure a swift death. If not..." He tilted his head to Haruto. "Well, I'm sure you already know the outcome." He chuckled, the sound blood-curdling and hair-raising dark.

Kang Seulgi immediately pushed a clean chair into the room, a few feet away from the hanging man. Lisa sat down and crossed one leg over the other, leaning his cheek on one propped up arm. "Let's get started."

He picked up a dart, swirling it in his hand. "Why did you kidnap my woman?" He asked, his eyes growing darker by the second when he remembered the bruises found on her body. For that alone, his fingers itched to pummel the man onto the ground.

"W-w-we're o-only supposed to beat her! Nothing else! Just beat her!" The man stumbled over his words, sounding frantic and fearful.

"Why were you sent to beat her?"

"B-because someone hired us to!"

"Who?"

"I-I don't k-know-" Wrong answer.

Unhappy at the response, Lisa frowned. Seeing his Big Boss displeased, Haruto's expression turned dark. The childish smile on his face fell. That piece of sh*t! He's really in for it now!