After he spoke, Arthur punched Vitor so hard that he fell with the chair on the floor.
Even on the floor, Vitor took kicks after kicks, even vomiting his gastric juice a few times, but it got stuck in his mouth.
After the kicks, Arthur raised Vitor again and started punching all parts of his body. Each blow was more effective and destructive than the other.
It was not 30 minutes before Vitor was completely purple and bleeding from his mouth and nose. It was a good beating.
Arthur was always sure to control his strength. He didn't really want to kill Vitor, just make him suffer a lot. Vitor had information that Arthur wanted, so it wouldn't be very smart to kill him.
"But then, did you like the beating or didn't you think so?" Arthur spoke sarcastically. Despite all this, he was not tired at all, but the skin on his fist was bleeding and a little torn. After all, he did not use protection and had never punched the same person so much, because he was always beaten first in his "fights" and never really fought.
"Um! Huum !!" Victor tried to mumble something, but his mouth was full of blood and vomit. Since it was also tied up with tape, he was unable to speak, let alone spit out all the substance.
"My bad. I forgot that detail!" Arthur smiled a little at the scene. He walked over to stand in front of Vitor and said again: "Here's the thing! I want some information from you, and one of them is about money. Fast money. The other is simply political issues in the city because I want to kill a certain person. You will speak?" Looking Vitor in the eye, Arthur asked the question in the most "gentle" way possible.
"Hunf!" Vitor simply snorted and turned his face away. Despite being simple information, he did not want to give up to a boy, even if that boy is many times stronger than him. This is called pride.
But Arthur knew of a way to break that pride. More spanking.
He then slapped Vitor very hard in the face, and this time, he was careful to not let the chair fall again.
Even after this slap, Vitor refused to speak.
"You really are a tough person. But it's all basic calculation. Looking at the situation, who do you think will give up first? You or me?" Finishing speaking, Arthur then slapped again, only this time twice as hard as the other.
Taking such a slap, Vitor had a slight desire to give up, but his pride was still standing.
This process was repeated five times before Vitor was crying in pain in his chair, while Arthur, cooling his warm palm a little in the cold water filter, asked again.
"Are you going to speak or not?" This time he added an extremely cold tone, giving goosebumps to those who listened.
Unlike the other times, except the last time Arthur gave two consecutive slaps without question, Vitor nodded positively like an obedient puppy. If there was any pride in Vitor now, he left with that last slap. It was really painful.
Arthur then walked over to Vitor and, with just a violent tug, he tore the tape from his mouth.
Immediately, Vitor started to vomit everything that was in his mouth and a little more. A very disgusting scene, but oddly enough, Arthur did not feel disgust and only disliked the scene.
'I really have to study this system properly. Before, I would also be throwing up when I saw these scenes. ' Arthur thought to himself seeing all that.
After 2 minutes of putting everything out, Vitor finally stopped and looked at Arthur with fear. 'This man really is cruel. Even i couldn't be able to do something like this!'
"Now that you are willing to talk, start by telling me about a quick way to make money in this city. You certainly know it. I don't want anything that is too heavy, like traffic, robberies, etc. I want something that mainly involves fighting. You know something so?"
"In these conditions that you put in, the most suitable place would certainly be the Arena." With downcast eyes, Vitor didn't have the courage to look at Arthur for even a second.
"Arena? Interesting. Tell me more about it!" Arthur's interest was completely piqued. He was always interested in fighting, but he never made more than a few solo attempts watching some videos. And yet he always went wrong because of his weak body. Now that he had a chance to learn something, it wouldn't hurt to try.
Obeying Arthur's commands, Vitor said: "The Arena is an underground place built under the city hall. Its access doors are many and scattered throughout the city. You must have a ticket or go with someone who has one to enter. No one can know about the existence of this Arena, so it is kept completely confidential. That's all I know, so let me go, please ?? "At the end, Vitor started to plead with tearful eyes to be able to leave.
Ignoring the pleas, Arthur asked, "Do you have any ticket?"
"Yes! It's in my desk drawer! Let me go, please !?" His eyes were growing more and more tearful.
Ignoring him again, Arthur went to the table and searched it. A few seconds later he found a golden ticket with black details. It said "Arena".
'A lazy style. And did he really say it was under the city hall ?? Nothing better than leaving the wolves' den under the farm. Nobody would suspect the farmer. Intelligent.' Arthur was sincerely amazed at the political trick involved.