Interrogation (4)

It was as if countless of ants were being stuffed into the body of Luo Qingcheng, biting and munching, bit by bit, on her internal organs. There was a kind of stinging pain mingling with an itchiness under the skin, every piece of her flesh was tickling. The burning itchiness made Luo Qingcheng to look more crazier with her gaze. If it wasn't for her limbs being tied up, she probably might have already scratched her skin until it started to bleed.