WARNING!!! This chapter contains scenes of torture and gore! Readers who feel uncomfortable with this should skip this chapter!
When the old man heard Feng Zhexuan's words, his eyes widened in horror, and said, "No, please spare me! I really don't know anything!"
Feng Zhexuan sat on the only clean chair in the warehouse, watching the mercenaries using pliers to pull out the old man's nails with an unsettling calmness.
"ARGH!!!"
The abandoned warehouse was filled with the painful screams of the old man and the scent of blood. The screaming lasted only five minutes before it died down.
Looking at the old man lying on the ground, Feng Zhexuan said coldly, "Wake him up."
Following his order, the mercenaries poured another bucket of ice water to wake the old man up.
