979: Those Things That You Didn't Know, Tragic

Those Things That You Didn't Know, Tragic

"Damn it, he still hasn't said anything? You are the worst mercenaries I've ever met. This is the most useless questioning I've ever seen!" Someone raged in English outside. This was already the third day. His patience was on the brink of exploding.0

The man with a beard grown to his chest glanced at the government official who was shouting furiously. A hint of viciousness flashed past his sinister eyes. "Oh, it looks like your government has an idea. In that case, I will hand him over to you."

The man was wearing a long white robe and white wide-legged pants. He looked like he was from Central Asia. He raised his hand and a few mercenaries wearing desert camouflage bulletproof vest walked over. All of them were bulky and carrying AK47 assault rifles. They stood behind the man.

The army officer from the government immediately took a step back when he saw this. He looked at the high-ranking official of the ST mercenary team with vigilance and said with a stern face, "No, we don't need him. We just need to know which country he is from. Sacra, this is all we need to know."

"I understand. I'm trying my best too but sometimes, our efforts alone can't achieve what you want." Sacra was still smiling as he continued speaking. He pointed to the captive behind the sealed iron door. "You've already seen it, Sir. Don't even talk about letting him speak. It's difficult to even let him open his eyes."

"His wounds are not healed, oh, right. You were the ones who didn't allow us to attend to his wounds. Of course, we agree that he should suffer but, he doesn't even have the energy to talk now. How do we know which country he came from?"

"From his skin, hair color, and color of his pupils, we think that he is Asian. That is all we know."

Sacra's words caused the government official to squint. After some time, he gave a ruthless smile and said, "Believe me, I have a way to make him speak."

He waved his hand and gave an order to his personal bodyguard. Sacra's gaze turned even more vicious.

After the bodyguard left, Sacra smiled coldly. "Since you want to question him personally, I think that we can receive our payment now, right?"

The moment the payment was mentioned, the government official laughed. "Sacra, based on our relationship, I think that there's no hurry to get it now. Please wait for a moment. We will be able to hear this person's voice very soon."

There was nothing to worry about when torturing and interrogating a captive, especially one that couldn't go back alive. Once they got what they wanted, they could end his life immediately.

There was mistrust between the employer and employee. Their cooperation wasn't stable… They only started interrogating him on the third day. It looked like Sacra wasn't the one who lost patience. It was the government.

After ten minutes, footsteps were heard again. Then, the locked iron door creaked open and four people walked in.

"Wake him up," The government official said harshly. He looked down on this captive who got injured by the explosion. When his gaze landed on the wound on K7's arm, a brutal smile appeared on his face. He raised his leg and used his leather shoe to step on the wound. Then, he twisted his leg and used the heel of his shoe to rub the wound.

The wound had stopped bleeding. But, once it got rubbed by the hard heel of the shoe, fresh red blood started dripping down along with the scab that had formed. The fresh red and hideous wound was revealed.

K7 didn't move. He seemed to be unconscious. However, he furrowed his brows furiously as if he was feeling uncomfortable in his dreams.

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