Captivated by the Ruler of the Underworld
Chapter 235 The Varied Tortures of the Divine Doctor Association

The back mountain prison of the Divine Doctor Association is as strong as the most secure maritime prison in the world. Once imprisoned here, no one can leave alive.

Although the living habits of the Divine Doctor Association was inherited from the ancients, the internal technology had almost reached the pinnacle, and the cells were also made of heavy metals, programmed and encrypted, and entry and exit required the verification of the manager's iris and fingerprints.

The people of the Wolf gang were brought in by the people of the Divine Doctor Association, and the janitor was a young man. In fact, the Divine Doctor Association has always been cruel in dealing with enemies. Looking at the person who was caught, he snorted. "Another one who doesn't know what is the best for him has come for his death."

Through the double password of iris and fingerprint, the person of the Wolf gang was brought in. There were also people on duty inside, and they immediately stand up, "Another one. How should this one be handled, or should all the tortures inside be done again?"

The Divine Doctor Association had a variety of ways for tortures. Usually, if there was no order, all 108 tortures would be used, but so far, no one had been able to live through all of them.

The person who pressed the Wolf gang heard so and smiled. "Bryan, stop, with all of them, this person is estimated to became a pulp. Philip instructed that this person is tough, she wants to hear the cracking sound of this person's bones and know whether it is so crisp. Philip also said that if this person still won't say who is behind him, we can use the deadly one to torture him which can double his pain."

In Lela's palace, Sylvester came out of the bathroom with Lela, who was soft all over the body.

In the room, Philip's personal maid, Hailey, was holding a wooden tray, on which were placed the wound healing medicines and tools.

She bowed slightly, but in a closer look, the fair face was crimson.

She was sent by the owner to deliver the medicine for this gentleman and made sure to let her put the gentleman's wound on the good medicine, but what did she hear when she came in?

She was an adult female, listening to the continuous sound, naturally understood what was happening in the bathroom. But she has been standing for a long time, the feet were going numb. But no one has come out, what's more, the sound was getting more and more...

She thought, 'The handsome gentleman is really strong. Miss Sarah, can you take it?'

Hearing footsteps, Hailey looked up, only to see Sylvester holding Sarah out. The moment she was about to utter, Sylvester shot a cold look with the eyes of the warning.

She immediately shut up, knowing that Sarah was probably asleep now.

Sylvester came to Hailey with Lela, looking down at the medicine in her hands, and understood.

With a low and deep voice, said, "Go out. I'll do it myself."

Hailey looked at Sylvester, seeing the indifference in his eyes, and could not help but shiver. She thought that the oppression from this man was strong and really dangerous.

She did not dare to help him with the medicine by herself, quickly put down the tray in her hands, bow to him, and then ready to her feet out. But just in one step, she was called to stop by Sylvester. Hailey turned around, respectfully asked, "Sir, what else do you need?"

Sylvester was trying to hide anything, looking at the wound healing ointment, coldly said, "Go get some medicine for girls after... Can you understand?" Hailey heard it, and was flushed. Even the ears are red, immediately nodded and said, "Yes."

Sylvester walked to the big bed and put Lela down.

He bent down to her forehead and kissed her, and then turned to get the tray.

But immediately, the right hand was caught by something soft. Sylvester stopped, and then was hugged by Lela from behind.

Lela was in a daze with her face against his back, her hands around his waist, her voice in a soft exhaustion after the joy. "Sylvester, you are bad." Obviously it was a tone of accusation, but in Sylvester's ear, it was a strong sense of coquetry.