Looking at Sato Ichiro’s mocking demeanor, Lin Kuang couldn’t be bothered to pay him any mind. After all, arguing about this was meaningless. The real test would come with action. If this kid really could hold out, Lin Kuang would genuinely respect him.

With that thought, Lin Kuang ignored Sato Ichiro and immediately applied the Bone-dislocating Hand, starting with his shoulder. The moment Lin Kuang made his move, Sato Ichiro felt a searing pain, and his expression instantly twisted into an ugly grimace. Lin Kuang didn’t pause, continuing his work.

Gradually, he finished with one arm. By the time he moved to the right arm, the man could no longer hold back. He howled in pain, his screams as heart-wrenching as a pig being slaughtered, filling the entire interrogation room.

At that moment, the gazes of everyone in the room, except for Yang Wucheng and a few members of the Seal Special Team, turned toward Lin Kuang, their eyes now filled with terror. Wei Anguo and the others were especially terrified, their faces deathly pale and their bodies trembling uncontrollably.

One could only imagine, if such methods were used on them, could they withstand it? They probably couldn’t. Sato Ichiro’s condition was just too agonizing; it was simply inhuman torture!

Before Lin Kuang had even finished with his right arm, the man couldn’t endure it any longer.

“No! No more! Stop torturing me! I’ll talk, I’ll talk! I’ll tell you everything, just stop torturing me!” Sato Ichiro screamed, his voice thick with terror of Lin Kuang, his eyes full of horror.

“What? Didn’t you say you could withstand it?” Lin Kuang asked with a chuckle, looking at Sato Ichiro’s agonized state.

Hearing this, Sato Ichiro’s face flushed red, his expression a priceless sight.

At that moment, Inoue Kenta couldn’t resist mocking him. “Colonel Sato Ichiro, it seems your endurance isn’t all that great. After all, when I confessed, they had already worked on one of my legs. You broke before they even finished with both your arms. How disappointing,” Inoue Kenta said with clear disdain, looking at the man beside him.

At his words, Sato Ichiro’s expression warped again, becoming even uglier.

“Inoue Kenta, it seems you want me to torture your other leg?” Lin Kuang said indifferently, glancing over at him.

“No, no! Please, continue,” Inoue Kenta stammered, fear instantly showing on his face. He knew he was a dead man walking, and there was no need to suffer more before his time came. The mere thought of that torture was horrifying enough.

Seeing this, Lin Kuang snorted coldly, his gaze falling back on Sato Ichiro. “Speak. Where is it?”

“I… I…” Sato Ichiro hesitated, lowering his head as if unwilling to speak.

Seeing this, Lin Kuang unceremoniously continued torturing his arm. The next moment, Sato Ichiro’s pained screams echoed once more.

“I’ll talk! I’ll talk, I’m talking! Please, stop torturing me!” Sato Ichiro shouted in agony.

Lin Kuang, however, acted as if he hadn’t heard a thing and continued. After finishing with the arm, he moved on to Sato Ichiro’s thigh.

At this point, Sato Ichiro was in tears. If he had known it would be like this, why did he hesitate? Why didn’t he just say it outright?

The faces of Wei Anguo and the others were also masks of dread as they watched Lin Kuang with horrified expressions. Lin Kuang was doing this for two reasons: one, to teach Sato Ichiro the consequences of hesitating, and two, to intimidate Wei Anguo’s group. Clearly, he had now achieved everything he wanted.

Even so, Lin Kuang calmly finished tormenting Sato Ichiro’s entire thigh before he finally stopped.

By now, the color had completely drained from Sato Ichiro’s face, leaving it paler than a sheet of paper. His entire body trembled slightly, his eyes filled with a terror as if he were looking at a demon.

“Sato Ichiro, are you going to talk? If not, we can continue,” Lin Kuang asked with a smile.

At his words, Sato Ichiro shuddered and shot upright.

“I’ll talk! I’ll talk! I’ll tell you everything I know!” he said, his voice rushed and frightened.

Seeing this, Lin Kuang finally nodded in satisfaction. “If you’d just cooperated from the start, you could have avoided all this pain. People like you never yield until you’re staring at your own coffin. Now, where exactly is that laboratory located? Sato Ichiro, you’d better confess truthfully. If you dare to tell even the slightest lie, believe me, I will make you experience something far more painful. If you don’t believe me, feel free to try.”

Lin Kuang watched him with a lazy smile, but his casual demeanor terrified Sato Ichiro to his very core.

“No, no, no! I won’t! Rest assured, I absolutely will not lie,” Sato Ichiro said hurriedly.

“Good. Speak,” Lin Kuang said indifferently, observing the man’s terrified expression.

“Yes, I’ll talk, I’ll talk. The laboratory isn’t in my country. It’s located within the Changbai Mountain Range in the northeast. My rank shouldn’t allow me to know this, but because of my father, I know the lab’s exact coordinates. However, I’ve never been there; I only know of the location. So, all I can give you are its coordinates.”

Sato Ichiro spoke quickly, then relayed the lab’s coordinates to Lin Kuang.

Upon hearing this, Lin Kuang’s face changed instantly, filling with rage. The next moment, he slammed a fist into Sato Ichiro’s face, sending him and the chair crashing to the floor. Sato Ichiro was knocked senseless and passed out cold.

“Damn those people from the Island Country! Building such a laboratory in our country… Damn it! Damn it all! All of you deserve to die!” Lin Kuang roared furiously, his eyes blazing with murderous intent.

He wasn’t the only one. Yang Wucheng and every member of the Seal Special Team were equally enraged, their gazes looking as if they could devour a man whole.

“Indeed. These people from the Island Country deserve to die! They absolutely deserve to die!” Yang Wucheng yelled, his face tight with anger as he clenched his fists.

Taking a deep breath to control his fury, Lin Kuang turned to Yang Wucheng. “Uncle Yang, I’ll leave this to you to handle. Please report this to the higher-ups. If possible, I want to lead the team on this mission.” His gaze was fixed on Yang Wucheng, his calm eyes failing to hide his irrepressible rage.

Hearing this, Yang Wucheng paused, then nodded. “Alright. Don’t worry, I’ll report this. You should start preparing. I have a feeling they’ll assign this mission to you. Be careful.” Yang Wucheng’s tone was grave as he looked at Lin Kuang.

Lin Kuang nodded. “I will, Uncle Yang. That’s all for now. I’ll be going.”

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