Chapter 1127: 1127
When Han Sen saw what emerged from the sack, his body flared with goosebumps and his head got all itchy .
The person that emerged from the bag was a man who was very skinny and seemed to be around thirty years of age .
It was a living person, and Han Sen could see the fright that twisted his face .
Before Han Sen could return from his thoughts, the scorpions were stinging the poor man . He was stung many times, like he was being deliberately tortured . He rolled around on the ground, writhing and screaming in agony .
"It is all a ruse! How can Uncle Bug feign such kindness every day, when this is the sick and twisted stuff he gets up to on his own . How could he even think to torture a man like that?!" Han Sen spine was frosting over with the chills he was feeling .
When Han Sen next looked at Uncle Bug, he froze .
Uncle Bug was crying . As he watched the man get stung all over, he himself looked as if he was in pain . Amidst the tears, he prayed over the man down below .
It was then that Han Sen realized the man being tortured looked familiar, like someone he had seen in the shelter .
Uncle Bug was being very emotional . Han Sen used dongxuan aura to get a read of the man's feelings and see what he could hear of the man's thoughts . But all he could hear was screaming .
There was one word he was able to discern, though .
"Son? Did he say 'son'? That can't be his son!" Han Sen exclaimed in his head as he turned to look at the naked man . He couldn't even begin to fathom why Uncle Bug would treat his son in such a manner .
But people wouldn't lie to themselves in such a situation . He had heard Uncle Bug scream it was his son . Han Sen could not have been mistaken .
Now, the body of the person on the ground was all swollen . The natural assumption would be to presume he was dead, or was going to be, in such a state .
He had been a rather skinny man when Han Sen first saw him . Now, he was swollen like a fat man . The man could no longer scream, but his muscles still twitched with the pain he was continuing to endure .
Uncle Bug continued to pray as tears drenched his face . As he did so, his teeth chattered in what had to be fear .
Han Sen had never seen anything as remotely curious, horrific, and upsetting as this . He had no idea how he should feel about what was going on .
Just as Han Sen thought the man was about to be dined on, he heard the baby cry again .
It wasn't sharp like before: the sound of the baby was rough and coarse .
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