At the drill ground of a military base. Dustin had been chained to a pillar by several thick chains made of darksteel, which was extremely malleable yet also durable. The blazing sun shone down on him, and he was surrounded by a troop of armed forces. They scrutinized his every action warily.

Dustin didn’t seem bothered by it. He merely allowed himself to remain chained, looking poker–faced. His calmness surprised the soldiers–any ordinary person would’ve peed their pants long ago. It seemed there was something special about him.

“So, you’re Dustin Rhys?” At this moment, a man in a deputy general’s uniform walked over with a troop of soldiers behind him. He had a beer belly and a round face.

“Don’t tell me you captured me without even knowing who I am,” Dustin said coolly.

“Cut the crap! Answer the general’s question!” one of the military officers roared.

“Fine. Yes, I’m Dustin Rhys.”

“Good, good. The man nodded. “Since we didn’t get the wrong guy, let’s start by giving him 50 military whips. It’ll also act as a deterrent to others like him.”

one feel like one had a foot in the grave. If one were fortunate enough to survive 20 whips, they’d probably have to spend the rest of their life in a wheelchair. As for 50

suddenly

asking a single

think it’s a little against protocol

protocol to follow here–I’m the one who

means you’re gonna abuse your power.” Dustin narrowed

what if I am? I have hundreds of guns aimed at you. Do you think you stand a chance against them?” The round–faced

guns doesn’t actually mean anything.” Dustin

brave front, are we? You’ll regret this when you’re

with a steel whip in hand. Salt

time before you do

“I bet you didn’t expect to end up in my hands, Rhys!” She sneered, “You were so obnoxious last

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last night was between me and the Hummer family. I’d advise you to stay out of

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