"Are those chains enough to keep him bound? He's a lot more powerful than
he seems. What if he really
breaks free?" Jade asked.
"Don't worry. Our chains are all forged from darksteel and
are designed to withstand any force. Not even an
elephant would be able to break free, let alone a human. Now that he's bo
und, he won't be able to get away
from them without the key!" the round–
faced man said confidently. He'd seen his fair share of powerful martial
artists; none of them had successfully broken free from the darksteel cha
ins.
"Well, that's good to know." Jade sighed in relief. However, the words we
re barely out of her mouth when she heard the sound of the chains breakin
g. She whipped around to look at Dustin–
he'd only stretched, but the chains already lay at his feet in pieces.
"What the fuck?" The round–faced man was so shocked that he dropped
his pastry. Jade also looked dumbfounded. What happened to the chains bei
ng made of darksteel and able to withstand any force? How
could Dustin have snapped them so easily? The round–
faced man quickly returned to his senses and
commanded, "Hurry up and circle him!"
At his command, the armed
soldiers dashed over and surrounded Dustin. He looked unruffled, though.
"Relax, I
just want to eat." He plopped onto the floor and started eating the food
placed there.
The round–
faced man gaped at him. What the hell was this brat capable of? How could
he be so relaxed when
so many guns were aimed at him?
When Dustin was done eating, he was chained and
bound again. This time, however, double the number of chains were used–
he resembled a taco by the time they were done with him. Even so, the rou
nd–faced man didn't let his guard down. He had his men keep an eye on
Dustin at all times. If Dustin were to make any false moves, he would imm
ediately be shot.
After a long time, a military–
use Jeep entered the military base and stopped at the drill ground. A ski
nny, middle–
aged man got out leisurely. Despite his thin stature, his aura gave one t
he chills, and his eyes made
one's hair stand on end.
Jade's mind went blank when she met his eyes. She felt like she'd caught
the eye of a savage beast who would pounce on her at any moment. A trace
of fear bubbled up from the depths of her heart.
"Mr. Bloodbeast!" The round–
faced man hurried forward with a bright smile when he saw him. "Forgive m
e for not giving you a proper welcome. It's a pleasure to see you here."
"Let's cut to the chase, General Jenkins. I've been bored lately, and it'
s time to spice things up. Where's the tough cookie you mentioned?" Blood
beast didn't beat around the bush.
"Right here! He's the one bound to the pillar." The round–
faced man pointed at Dustin.
Bloodbeast's gaze traveled in the direction he pointed. He squinted at Du
stin and said, "Odd. He seems rather
familiar."
"Oh? Small world, isn't it? The fact that he's familiar to you means you
two were destined to meet. I only hope you'll show him a good time, Mr. B
loodbeast." The round–faced man smiled menacingly.
Bloodbeast chuckled. "Why, of course. It's my pleasure, and I'll only be
doing what I love. I hope he doesn't disappoint." He pulled out a canvas
bag and poured its contents out.
There were various delicate–
looking instruments of torture. They were shaped oddly; most people would
live out their lives without laying eyes on them. Only members of the Mi
nistry of Penalties would know what these instruments meant–
the more delicate they were, the more horrific the results they produced.