Chen Feng's face was grim, his tone seemed to be covered with frost, and anyone could hear the anger and murderous intent in his words.
In peacetime, there was a dish in the culinary world known as dark cuisine, called "Live Screaming Donkey."
As the name implies, there's no need to kill the donkey; the meat is carved directly from a live donkey. While the donkey screams miserably in the back room, the diners in the front are calmly consuming a part of the donkey. It's truly a sensory experience — of color, aroma, taste, and sound. Of course, the cruelty of it is unimaginable...
And now, what is happening in this room is so similar to the "Live Screaming Donkey" method, only the subject has changed from livestock to humans.
He was tied to a chair, his body covered with blood, as if he had suffered a harrowing punishment, and the most unbearable fact was that he watched his own flesh being devoured.
