"Look, Sacra, I said that he will wake up very soon. Wait a mont, wait a mont. He will wake up very soon." The Middle Eastern man with the standard deep features and dark skin was smiling viciously. There was the cold-blooded aura of a soldier on his face. He used his eyes to signal to his bodyguard. Then, K7 heard the faint sound of a glass breaking.
Two minutes later, an unknown substance was injected into his arm. Less than a minute after the syringe was pulled out, K7 widened his eyes abruptly like a wild wolf that got stuck in thorns.
Pain, his entire body was in excruciating pain. All the wounds felt as if thousands of needles were prickling them. It was so painful the blood vessels on his neck bulged out as though they were going to explode out of his skin at any mont.
The unknown dicine they injected into his body caused his sensitivity to pain to increase by more than ten tis…
This pain wouldn't cause K7 to faint. His wounds hurt, his bones hurt, and his internal organs were all screaming in pain. He breathed heavily but it wasn't able to lessen the pain. Instead, it increased his sensitivity to pain.
So people said that breaking up was painful. So people said that taking a beating of reality made them feel like dying. So people also said that they felt extrely uncomfortable because they weren't happy that day.
These people were just paying lip service. The real excruciating pain wasn't one that made you want to die. It was a pain that stopped you from struggling. Your muscles hurt until they started cramping and large drops of sweat dripped down your body continuously. Your sweat flowed into your wound…
"Which country are you from? Tell , young fellow." The governnt official used his leg to kick K7's bleeding shoulder. K7's hands were tied behind his back so he fell back due to the kick. This allowed him to see the man that injected him with certain dications that could increase the pain sensitivity of the nervous system.
The tears that appeared in his eyes due to the pain allowed the blood in his eyes to get washed off. Amidst the extre pain, K7 saw a ruthless Middle Eastern face. K7 concentrated on the face and quickly observed this person's expression. His entire heart was scrunched up in pain but he drew out an ounce of clear mind to observe the person's expression.
If he wanted to remain alive, he needed to know what this person wanted and how long he could bear with him. Would he shoot him out of anger or would he curb his impatience?
The man was impatient. It wasn't the kind of natural impatience a human would have but the impatience of being hurried by soone. That made sense. The person they killed wasn't an ordinary figure. If they wanted to find the truth, they wouldn't let go of him so easily.
That's good. He knew that this person wouldn't kill him.
This last ounce of clear mind took up all his remaining energy. The mont it disappeared, a low growl appeared from K7's throat. It sounded like a beast that got cornered. His body started trembling uncontrollably. He used his tongue and pushed it towards the back of his throat. He felt like vomiting…
If they wanted to get information from him, they needed to make sure that he stayed alive.
The Special Forces soldiers from the Snow Region Brigade were undefeatable. They could co back victorious and they could look at death calmly. Even if they were held captive, they were able to win their fear of death.
Dying for the country was a glorious death.
"F**k, brother, don't screw up halfway through."
"K7, smile at . We have known each other for one year but I suddenly realized that you have never smiled."
"Damn it, I drank water that has your saliva in it!"
"Hello, I'm Q King. Nice to et you…"
The pain surged through his body furiously. K7 seed to be able to see the figures of his comrades flashing past his eyes. He heard their happy and hearty laughter sliding past his ears. My comrades, my brothers, if I manage to survive this, I will smile more when I return!
This… is… too… damn… painful!
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