At this moment, Xie Qi's hands and feet were tightly bound with cold, hard handcuffs, and his body was suspended inside the Disciplinary Room.
These handcuffs were completely different from anything Xie Qi had known before. Their inner sides were not smooth at all, but bristled with sharp, jagged barbs.
As time passed, these barbs sank deep into his flesh. Fresh blood gushed from the wounds, staining his clothes crimson.
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