The Beautiful Boss's Personal Bodyguard-Chapter 398

Ye Tian hadn’t finished speaking when Zhang Jingfu threw a punch with all the resentment he had accumulated over the years. The force was solid and substantial!

Ye Tian’s head tilted and he fainted. On the large steel chair, only a nearly paralyzed body remained. Zhang Jingfu wasn’t afraid that the kid might die; the higher-ups had already issued orders that as long as they could find the whereabouts of those items, whether he lived or died didn’t matter.

Just then, the sound of high heels approached.

Zhang Jingfu didn’t need to look back to know who it was— who else but that doctor. Always carrying a long face, as if everyone owed him two hundred cents.

"You made a mistake."

The woman with a ponytail glanced at Ye Tian, foaming at the mouth, and immediately judged the truth. This guy named Ye Tian was playing mind games with her.

Zhang Jingfu thought for a moment, then realized and said, "This kid deliberately angered me."

"That’s right, he was worried he couldn’t resist, so he made you knock him out directly. This method hasn’t been unused by others before. I don’t understand why you fall for it every time, Vice Captain Zhang. You really need to work on your temper, otherwise, hmph."

The way she addressed Vice Captain Zhang sharply made Zhang Jingfu’s heart twitch, wanting to curse but daring not to.

The woman in the white coat, clicking her black little leather shoes, didn’t even glance at him and walked straight to the side of the torture devices. Zhang Jingfu was just a blustering person with some minor tricks up his sleeve, nothing truly fearsome, a mere ant can’t stir up any significant waves.

"Doctor Chen, then according to you, what method should we use? Another injection?"

Chen Ting seemed to be absent-mindedly staring at the torture devices, then turned around and squatted in front of Ye Tian, looking at the young man’s disheveled face, "He has already developed a resistance to drugs. Another injection would be less effective, and if it’s too severe, it might even lead to fatal cardiac failure. He’s been specially trained to resist interrogation. Our methods are likely ineffective against him."

"What should we do?"

Zhang Jingfu was getting anxious.

Doctor Chen, the ultimate nightmare for any ultimate criminal, this naturally attractive woman commanded respect from everyone. She was feared for her extremely cruel techniques. She had a nickname, "The Artist," because her actual expertise was not medicine but art. She used living people to make art pieces and then stored them in her collection cabinet. That probably paralleled those psychopaths who collected skulls or human body parts.

A sickening practice.

When Zhang Jingfu’s punch came, Ye Tian had already prepared to sleep, the only way to rid himself of drug control, otherwise, the doctors in the rehab wouldn’t give drug addicts a dose of sedative during an outbreak.

Ten minutes, just ten minutes, Ye Tian was confident he could fend off the drugs’ assault again. The human body’s capacity for self-repair and adjustment in response to drug attacks is remarkable, and sleep—like animals’ hibernation—is fundamentally a recovery phase.

When the bucket of cold water was splashed over him, Ye Tian realized that his mental state had improved significantly. He knew his body best, and to recover to this state would usually take at least half an hour. This meant that his body’s recovery was far beyond his expectations.

"You slept well, didn’t you? You look much better now."

Ye Tian looked up and saw a woman in a white coat with a ponytail tied on her head. If she had a white nurse’s cap, it would be the perfect uniform tease.

Moving his tongue, thankfully, he could still speak, "So what, tough tactics did not work, now you want to try seducing me? Hey, I must tell you, I do fall for this kind of trick. Come on, find a place, let’s have a chat. This place is not suitable; all bloodied, ruins the mood."

Chen Ting gave a slight smile, revealing a perfect set of eight white teeth, almost dazzling Ye Tian’s eyes, "Ye Tian, I know you’ve been specially trained, but we have plenty of time to play with you."

"Straightforward enough. Isn’t there a ’leniency for confessions and severity for resistance’?"

Standing by, Zhang Jingfu interjected, "Anyone entering here can’t expect any leniency. It’s just a matter of how you die. I suggest you quickly cough up those things. If I’m in a good mood, I might consider leaving your body intact, which saves you the embarrassment when you meet your ancestors underground and can speak intact."

Ye Tian scoffed defiantly. Although both his hands and feet were tied to a chair gleaming coldly, he could still move his head freely. He turned his head to the ground and spat, disdainfully looking at Zhang Jingfu, "All these little tricks of yours are frankly unimpressive. You’re too antsy, not suited for this work at all. Mr. Zhang, no offense, but it’s no wonder why you have not been promoted— your clumsy demeanor is hopeless even if you spent ten years holed up in this capsule."

"What the fuck did you say!"

A punch came flying, and Ye Tian’s already swollen face now had yet another bruise. But never mind; his head was already a mess, and one more bruise doesn’t make much difference.

Seeing Zhang Jingfu about to strike again, Chen Ting, sitting in the chair with her legs crossed, could not watch any longer, "Stop it, are you trying to kill him?"

"He deserves to die!"

"That is for later."

Zhang Jingfu angrily retracted the fist that was already in the air and returned to Chen Ting’s side.

"Ha ha, see, You can’t manage on your own, now you even have to follow a woman’s orders. My, my, you really bring shame upon us men!"

Seeing Zhang Jingfu about to explode again, Chen Ting coldly said, "You just won’t give up until you hit the Yellow River, will you?"

"It’s not about giving up, dying at the hands of such trash, I truly can’t accept it."

Zhang Jingfu sneered, "Kid, don’t think just because you were something before. Here, in my hands, don’t expect to walk out alive!"

"Hmph, so this is the standard of the Dragon Team now? Occupying National Security’s turf and yet still doing their bidding, If this gets out, really... tsk, tsk."

Ye Tian’s scornful gaze deeply irritated Zhang Jingfu. What he hated most was when others referenced his position as Vice Captain. This damned Qingshui Government Office, even a Lieutenant here has less power than a local official; that would have been tolerable, but this department, shady as it is, does not even get the basic perks it deserves.