Although they were still kneeling on the ground, they were just about to pass out from the pain, panting
heavily, and forcing themselves not to make any sounds of agony.
However, Damon didn’t speak to them again. Instead, he took off his jacket and said to Nate, “It’s a bit
chilly, turn up the heat.”
Nate responded immediately and turned away.
Wendy watched the two men in the cage closely. She noticed the dried blood stains on their clothes.
Now, fresh red blood was seeping through their trousers from their knees and pooling on the floor. Her
face was pale as she silently stood there, appearing calm but her body involuntarily shaking. Everyone,
except Nate, was puzzled by Damon’s actions. The room was at a comfortable temperature, so it
wasn’t cold. And if it was, why would Damon take off his jacket?
After the temperature increased, Damon didn’t speak. He just sat there with his phone, checking
emails, and occasionally reviewing documents. He was actually working.
As the room temperature gradually rose, Damon’s bodyguard were sweating profusely, his entire back
was soaked.
Wendy’s face was becoming flushed and unnaturally red. She was sweating too, the perspiration
stinging her wounds. The pain was like countless ants biting her, all scrambling to burrow into her
wounds.
The two men in the cage were suffering even more.
“Uh…”
“Ah…”
Their moans of pain finally broke free, sweat dripping from their faces, mixing with the blood.
“Ah…”
“Mm…”
The men’s moans grew louder, but Damon seemed to be deaf to their pain. He continued reading his
emails, not even furrowing his brows.
It was then that everyone realized why Damon had increased the room temperature. When injured, the
body reacts to heat similarly to how a corpse decomposes faster in high temperatures. It was a way to
slowly torture the men’s nerves and endurance.
These two were tough, and they hadn’t said a word until now. Luckily, they looked like they were close
to breaking.
“Damon…” Wendy suddenly spoke up. Nate glanced at her and couldn’t help but smirk. He forgot that
she was injured too.
Damon finally raised an eyebrow. He stared at the two men who were now too weak to make a sound.
“Are you guys out of energy already?”
He picked up a whip from the display table next to Nate and threw it into a glass container filled with
water. He watched as the whip soaked in the water sinking to the bottom. “Try this.”
Nate’s mouth twitched. He glanced at Wendy, who was being ignored, and sneakily smirked. He
fetched the whip from the water and handed it to the bodyguard next to him.
The cage was opened and Wendy watched as the bodyguard with the whip started lashing the two
men.
The whip cracked!
“Ah!!”
“Ah!!”
The two men screamed in pain. Wendy’s flushed face paled and she stumbled back a few steps. She
stared at the men being whipped in the cage, their screams of pain filling her ears. Images of torture
filled her mind, and fear washed over her like waves crashing onto a shore.
“Ah!!… Just kill us! Kill us!” Their screams echoed through the room, sounding like the howls of a
ghost.
Damon slowly stood up, picked up the gun he had been playing with, and walked over to the cage. His
eyes lingered on the red blood that had now seeped out of the cage. A small smile played on his lips.
“Rather die than confess?”
One of the men chuckled, “If we were going to confess, we would’ve done it already! Why would we
endure all this? Just kill us! You won’t get any information out of us!”
Damon suddenly laughed, a cold sound. “Fugitives?”
The man wore a relieved smile, full of mockery. As if he was laughing at Damon for wasting his energy
on them.
Damon was also laughing, but his laugh was cold and deep. “How do you want to die?”
“Just make it quick.”
Damon nodded slightly, “Alright.”
The man was taken aback. He hadn’t expected Damon to easily agree. It took him a moment to react.
He coldly chuckled and then closed his eyes, seemingly ready to accept death.
Damon turned his gaze to the other man, “And you? Want it to be quick too?”
“Yes! Just kill me quickly!”
Damon nodded without changing his expression, “Agreed. But let’s deal with him first.”
Both men closed their mouths, not arguing about who would die first. In the end, they were both going
to die! Who would care about living a few extra
seconds?
“Nate, bring them in.” Damon suddenly said.
Nate left the room at his command.
“What are you planning now?!” the lead man asked seriously.
Damon smirked, “Didn’t you ever wonder why I didn’t interrogate you as soon as I caught you and
instead let you stay comfortably here for two days?”
The two men’s expressions hardened. Usually, people would want to extract information as soon as
possible. They would usually interrogate them immediately. But they were just trapped here. Now, as
this was brought up, they didn’t understand the reason.
Damon’s smile was particularly cold, “As fugitives, you should know that indecisiveness is fatal. Do you
think you’re worthy of being called fugitives?” “Hahaha…When have we ever been indecisive?!”
Damon didn’t answer. After two seconds, the door to the room opened.
Nate walked in with two people. The two people Nate brought in were an old woman with white hair
and a young woman. The expressions of the two men in the cage immediately changed. When they
realized what was happening, they began to struggle wildly, their throats making anguished sounds.
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