SLAP!
At that mont, Yang Wucheng strode forward and slapped Inoue Kenta viciously across the face. The sound was sharp and piercingly loud.
"You beast! You're an absolute beast!" Yang Wucheng's eyes were bloodshot, and his voice was thick with fury. His entire body shook violently.
PTUI!
Inoue Kenta spat a mouthful of bloody saliva onto the ground. He then turned his head and burst into loud laughter. "Yang Wucheng, have you gone mad? Did you really think I liked Yang Ruotong? Idiot! I'm a spy. My goal is to control the East Sea. I want your secrets. Did you really think I would give up my mission and my responsibilities for a woman?!"
Inoue Kenta laughed manically, his face twisting into a ferocious expression.
Seeing this, Yang Wucheng's expression hardened. He backhanded Inoue Kenta across the face again. "You really deserve to die!" Yang Wucheng hissed through clenched teeth, his gaze filled with killing intent, as if he wanted to finish him off right then and there.
Inoue Kenta, however, simply gave a neurotic smile, completely disregarding Yang Wucheng's rage. Witnessing this unfold, Lin Kuang couldn't help but walk over.
"Uncle Yang, calm down. What's done is done. Ruotong is living well now, so don't dwell on these things," Lin Kuang said comfortingly.
"You're right. I shouldn't be thinking about that. After all, he's a spy from the Island Country. Alright, Lin Kuang, I have the answer I wanted. He's all yours now. Get everything out of him," Yang Wucheng said gravely.
Hearing this, Lin Kuang nodded with a smile. "Don't worry, Uncle Yang. Leave him to ."
"Hmph. You want to pry information from my lips? You're dreaming. I'm telling you, don't waste your energy," Inoue Kenta said mockingly.
"Is that so? Many people say the sa thing when I interrogate them, including the ninja from your Island Country. In the end, however, they always tell everything I want to know. Of course, you're different from them. I truly hope you can hold out. That way, you'll get to feel just how exquisite the pain can be," Lin Kuang said, his smile never wavering.
Seeing the smile on Lin Kuang's face, an inexplicable fear washed over Inoue Kenta. He didn't know why, but terror simply and naturally took root in his heart.
"What… what are you going to do to ?" Inoue Kenta couldn't help but ask, unable to suppress the sudden terror.
"Oh, nothing much. Just a little questioning. Don't worry, it'll be over quickly," Lin Kuang said, moving in front of Inoue Kenta with that sa smile.
The fear in Inoue Kenta's heart intensified. Just as he was about to say sothing more, Lin Kuang made his move. Lin Kuang's hand clamped down fiercely on his shoulder. Imdiately, a series of sickening cracks sounded from within.
The next instant, Inoue Kenta's face flushed crimson with pain. His brows furrowed deeply, beads of sweat dotted his forehead, and his body began to tremble.
"How's that? Not bad, is it? Don't worry, this is just the appetizer. The main course is still to co," Lin Kuang said with a grin, watching Inoue Kenta's agonized expression.
Inoue Kenta remained silent, clenching his teeth and enduring the pain.
Lin Kuang didn't bother speaking to him further and continued applying the Bone-dislocating Hand. Soon, he had thoroughly worked over Inoue Kenta's left arm. The man was tough, though; his face turned red and contorted in a grimace, but he didn't utter a single sound. Ignoring him, Lin Kuang began to work on his right arm.
By the ti he finished with the arm and moved on to the fingers, Inoue Kenta could no longer bear it and began to scream. His cries were like a pig being slaughtered, a truly heart-wrenching sound.
Yang Wucheng, Zhang Tianyou, and the others watching from the side all frowned, for Inoue Kenta's expression was one of pure agony.
Lin Kuang, however, seed to hear nothing as he started on Inoue Kenta's left leg. When Lin Kuang reached his knee, Inoue Kenta finally broke, his voice raw and hoarse from screaming.
"I'll talk! I'll talk! I'll tell you everything! I'll talk, just stop torturing !" Inoue Kenta shrieked, his voice tearing.
Lin Kuang acted as if he hadn't heard a thing, or perhaps he simply couldn't be bothered, as he continued his work. Eventually, Inoue Kenta was reduced to sobbing and begging Lin Kuang to let him go. His voice was nearly gone from the screaming, the sounds he made becoming inhuman whimpers of agony.
Only after he had finished with Inoue Kenta's left leg did Lin Kuang stand up, a smile on his face.
"That was exhausting. So, Inoue Kenta, ready to talk? Don't be shy. If not, we can continue with your right leg. After that, there's always your chest and back. I'm actually quite curious to see if anyone can withstand the Bone-dislocating Hand until their entire body has been rearranged without confessing," Lin Kuang said with a grin.
At this mont, Inoue Kenta's body was trembling uncontrollably. His eyes, when they looked at Lin Kuang, were filled with sheer terror. In his mind, Lin Kuang was a complete and utter demon.
"I… I'll talk. I'll tell you everything. I'll tell you everything I know," Inoue Kenta said hoarsely, his face a deathly pale.
Hearing this, Lin Kuang shook his head in disappointnt. "And here I thought you'd be able to endure the Bone-dislocating Hand. You're quite the letdown."
At these words, Inoue Kenta nearly coughed up blood. He was on the verge of tears, his heart filled with an indescribable grievance. This is too damn humiliating!
"Alright, I'm tired of toying with you. Speak. How many of your people are in the East Sea Military Region? Where is your base of operations in the East Sea? What exactly did you and Chu Zhongtian conspire to do? And tell everything else you know," Lin Kuang asked coolly, glancing at Inoue Kenta.
Inoue Kenta took a few gasping breaths before he spoke. "In the East Sea Military Region, there… there are ten of my people. They are Chief of Staff Wei Anguo, Deputy Commander Zhou Qi, Staff Officer Du Wentai…"
Inoue Kenta rattled off a string of ten nas. With every na spoken, Yang Wucheng's face grew darker.
After Inoue Kenta had listed all ten nas, Yang Wucheng clenched his fists and slamd them on the table.
BANG!
"Damn it! Damn it! These bastards! They all deserve to die! What the hell were they thinking, those sons of bitches!" Yang Wucheng roared, his eyes blazing with absolute fury.
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