In the end, the dark red figure didn't seem to hear him.
Like an ADHD patient, he either covered his head with his hands or stomped his feet with his hands on his hips as he cursed, "Damn it, damn it. Why, why did I let Mr. Cleaner escape? God, you must be kidding me…"
Luke: "…"
The dark red figure grabbed an unlucky soul by the hair and gave him a slap. "Tell me where Ajax is or I'll kill you."
The unlucky guy's head whipped 90 degrees to the side, and he hung limp and silent.
Helpless, Luke moved forward and warned, "If you do that a few more times, he won't just pass out, but die. Either way, he can't hear you."
The dark red figure paused before he scratched his head. "That's right, I should wake him up first. How am I supposed to wake up an unconscious person? Let me think, what does '99 Cruelest Punishments in World History' say?"
Luke frowned. It had only been a few days… Why was this guy even more of a lunatic now?
