Tyree and the masked individuals raised their guns and closed in on Bonnie.

Standing motionless, Bonnie watched them converge on her from all directions. Nevertheless, she looked fearless.

She said nothing until Tyree was about to approach her to grab her.

"You can arrest me, torture me, and interrogate me for the antidote. But you'll find it hard to extract any useful information from me, even after days of torture. Mr. Auguste, your time is limited, with only one hour left..."

She glanced at her watch and continued, "Oh, no, my mistake. Five minutes have already passed, so you have fifty-five minutes left. Do you think you can endure it?"

"How dare you "

Auguste barely had time to speak before the unbearable sensation of itching surged over him, tormenting him relentlessly.

He couldn't alleviate the sensation, whether he tried to scratch or not. In the end, he fell to the ground and rolled around in agony.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

Auguste's voice of agony echoed throughout the villa.

anxiously before running over

"Are you okay?"

covered in cold sweat and turned extremely pale. He finally realized

"If I let you and Mr. Ivor go, will you give me

right! And I can swear in the name of my academic title that once we leave safely, I'll have the antidote

face contorted as

were constipated. But the

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was dwarfed by the agonizing itching sensation

alive by ants, unable to live or

driving him

"Bonnie, do you think you're noble after resorting to

noble, but even so, I would never stoop to

knew he

was on the

continue

stood up

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