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William naturally agreed, and John felt relieved.
He drove with Sophia sitting next to him, while Fabian drove his own car. Both cars sped toward the warehouse.
The man had been locked up the whole day and looked rather miserable now. When John and the others arrived,
the man was so beaten up that his face was disfigured, swollen and bloodied.
However, there were no major injuries; all of it was just superficial wounds.
Sophia followed John into the warehouse and saw the man sitting in the corner, still in his motorcycle suit.
Waving his hand, John had his subordinates go over to pick up the man and place him on a nearby chair.
The man hung his head without speaking or looking at them.
Sophia didn’t dare to approach him like this. So, she said to the subordinates standing at the side, “Tie him up. How
can I go forward if he isn’t tied up?”
The subordinates glanced at her before hurriedly tying the man to the chair.
It was then that Sophia finally dared to approach him. She grabbed the man’s hair and lifted his head so that he
looked up. However, the face was so distorted that she might as well not look at it.
She really couldn’t recognize him as his features were all bruised and swollen. It was obvious that he was well and
truly beaten up.
Sophia tutted. “I had wanted to come over and slap you, but now it seems that it’s no longer necessary.” As she
stared at the man, she went on, “So, tell me. Who instructed you to hit me with that brick?”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe man looked at her and snorted in a disdainful manner.
Sophia commented, “This guy is quite tough, huh?” With that, she turned to look at John. “Hey, don’t you have any
instruments of torture or something like that? Don’t tell me you only interrogate people by punching them.”
John sighed, then he had his subordinates push a big cart over. It was filled with triangular forks, daggers, needles,
hammers and the like. Sophia couldn’t name most of them, but after she took a look, she found a dagger that was
easy to handle. Pulling it out, she stared at the knife edge and thought it was pretty sharp.
Nodding in satisfaction, Sophia took a look at the man, then she pulled at his clothes and cut his sleeves open. This
man appeared quite skillful with his muscular arms. He looks quite strong indeed.
Sophia smiled at him. “Handsome, won’t you consider telling me? Otherwise, don’t blame me for what’s about to
happen.”
The man snorted again and didn’t take her seriously. Hence, Sophia did not hesitate either and plunge the dagger
down into his arm with a single stroke.
Grunting in pain, the man looked a little surprised at Sophia after being stabbed; even John and Fabian were
stunned by her action.
No one would have thought that with a swift strike, she could make such a deep cut on the man’s shoulder that
blood spurted out at once.
Sophia didn’t blink but merely backed away, mainly because she was afraid that the blood would get on her clothes.
The man who was still acting tough just now let out a few muffled grunts of pain, his expression turning for the
worse.
Sophia looked down at the blood on the dagger and rubbed it directly on the man’s clothes. Her tone was still the
same as before when she asked, “Will you tell me now?”
Fabian laughed beside her. “I did not expect that, Sophia. Apparently, you can be pretty tough during such critical
times.”
Staring at Sophia, John suddenly smiled. When they came over, he had been worried that it would be too gruesome
for her and he was planning on letting her stay outside the warehouse. After all, she was a pregnant woman, so she
probably had less courage to face such a horrific scene.
However, the results were really surprising.
The man lowered his head. It was clear that he was struggling to contain the agony he felt. Sophia’s strike was so
forceful that the muscles on that arm were split open.
Blood coursed down the arm without any sign of stopping, and in just a moment, the man’s entire arm was stained
red.
Sophia put the knife against the man’s other arm and said, “You should have good skills, right? I’m sure you’ve
done some really unspeakable things in the past. So, tell me. Would you like me to cripple both your arms? Let’s
see how you can commit more atrocities without them in the future.”
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