C99 Second Level of Hell

One of them held an iron clamp, while the other held Ai Zhenhong, not letting him move. One of the ghosts pried his mouth open.

The ghost holding the iron clamp grabbed Ai Zhenhong's tongue and slowly pulled it out. Ai Zhenhong was in pain." Ah!" The little ghost screamed, but the more he screamed, the slower the little ghost dragged him.

After about ten minutes