The extremely sharp scales were like the best blades in the world. They were danced in the air by divine power, tearing through the air, stirring up strong winds, and slashing straight towards Fang Yan!

Daimori Yakumo roared, "Die!"

There was no space to hide in the narrow and closed room.

Fang Yan had no intention of avoiding it either.

He just raised his eyelids and glanced at it lightly. The rapidly waving Lin He made a tinkling sound as if it hit an invisible and intangible but real alloy wall.

Sparks flying!

Fang Yan's figure flickered, as if he had completely disappeared. He rushed forward, stuck in front of Daimori Yakumo, pressed his hands on the man's neck, and raised his knee to strike him hard.

Bang! Fang Yan controlled his crushing power just right.

With just one punch, Ohmori Yakumo's eyes turned white, blood spurted out of his mouth, and his brain surged in his skull, almost shaking evenly.

“Wooah!”

Suffering such a severe blow, he almost fainted on the spot.

After a moment of unconsciousness, when Omori Yakumo regained consciousness, he was already imprisoned in a restraint chair.

Fang Yan, with one hand behind his back, stood quietly in front of him, glancing down at him condescendingly: "Now, the offensive and defensive situation is reversed~"

"It's my turn to torture you and abuse you."

"I hope you can hold on a little longer."

Sizzle...

Fang Yan took a step forward and crushed Daimori Yakumo's right ankle into mud with his feet, completely separating it from his body.

“Ahhhhhh!”

Ohmori Yakumo couldn't help but scream, tears streaming down his eyes.

Looking at the paper filled with numbers in front of him, he remembered...

The "each time" that Fang Yan mentioned just now is calculated according to the rounds of torture and abuse.

"Start reciting! If you can recite up to 100 decimal places of pi, I'll let you die more easily."

"Asshole! Bastard!"

"It's okay, take your time, we have plenty of time~"

"Ugh! Three…three one four one five!"

"Not enough, not even close! You're a moron with a brain soaked in sulfuric acid, can you only remember 4 decimal places?"

Fang Yan did not inject RC cell inhibitor into Ohmori Yakumo.

This also means that the opponent's powerful recovery ability can be fully utilized.

Same thing...

He will also suffer more and more cruel torture! The limbs disappeared, and the great minister Yakumo turned into a [human pig], tears streaming down his face: "Mercy...Mercy!"

"I was wrong! Please kill me!"

"I can't stand it anymore!"

Fang Yan stepped on the other person's head and said gently: "Silly child, the next number is 5, you got it wrong~"

Under the merciless torture and inhumane destruction, Daishou Yakumo began to succumb to Fang Yan's will.

He desperately squeezed his brain cells, trying to make full use of the three seconds between each round of torture to memorize a more precise value of pi.

——Although his limbs had long since turned into a mixture of minced meat and bone residue, he was still working hard to learn.

This tireless and never-ending spirit of recharging oneself until death is worthy of learning for every expert and professor.

Worth mentioning is…

Fang Yan discovered that the bone residue of Ohmori Yakumo was not pale in color, but a strange, oily dark red color soaked in blood and fat.

"Please forgive me!" Omori Yakumo made a plea that sounded sad and tearful.

“Aaaaaaaah~!”

There was no mercy, he even enjoyed it.

"Wow~ that scream..."

"I now understand why the ancients wrote such a sentence as 'It is like hearing heavenly music and the ears are temporarily clear'!"

Fang Yan sighed with emotion, and pulled out the entire chest bone of Yakumo Ohmori one by one with a smile, "Revenge is indeed the sweetest and most delicious supreme enjoyment~"

——This process has been repeated dozens of times, and the room is filled with freshly-made Ohmori Yakumo Special Edition Thoracic Skeleton Specimens.

Ohmori Yakumo's heart, liver, spleen, and kidneys were taken out again and again.

The tenacity of ghouls is outrageous.

Especially the S-rank ghoul, Ohmori Yakumo, who has three ghouls and often eats ghouls of the same kind to engage in "co-eating".

His ability to recover was terrifying! Not to mention his heart being ripped out, even if his brain was stabbed, as long as he didn't continue to get hit, he would most likely survive.

Gurgle~ The cooking pot is steaming and boiling.

After Fang Yan cooked the freshest "ingredients", he fed them back to Ohmori Yakumo to replenish his energy.

"I, Fang Yan, don't have the evil taste to abuse others, nor do I like to bully the weak, but..."

"I will definitely pay you back a hundred, a thousand, and ten thousand times the pain you have inflicted on me!"

"I will enjoy this sweet revenge of justice slowly and bit by bit!"

Tick~tick~tick~ the time came to seven forty in the morning.

The S-rank ghoul Ohmori Yakumo, also known as "Gecko" and "Jason", was left with only a head.

He exhausted his vitality and died miserably.

Finally, the great minister Yakumo uttered his desperate last words with tears streaming down his face: "3...3. 14159...2653...58979...3238...How...How can it be repaired!"

With his intelligence level, he could only remember this much even if he tried his best in a short period of time under torture.

"Death is not gentle at all, there is only endless darkness and loneliness." Fang Yan said these sad words, but his actions were cruel and heartless, without any mercy.

He took a step forward and completely crushed Ohmori Yakumo's lifeless head.

Pulling out a bottle of [pre-made absinthe] from the cupboard, Fang Yan looked at the room covered in blood, flesh, and bones, and slowly sipped the bitter liquor.

Even in the strong liquor with a strong anise taste and aroma, he could now taste a slight aftertaste.

Revenge is so delicious that it is worth recalling over and over again.

About ten minutes passed.

Footsteps were heard outside the door.

The bungalow is located in a remote suburban area, where no one might pass by for several days.

But today, in a short period of time, nearly a hundred uninvited guests exuding a fierce aura came.

Zila~zila~ Fang Yan pulled open the curtains: "It's a white dove."

The Ghoul Countermeasures Bureau is abbreviated as CCG, which is similar to the official agency in the alien world [Nadutong Logistics Company]. The difference is that it declares to the public that its main purpose is to eliminate all ghouls in Tokyo.

This organization is not only established in Japan, but there is also a similar organization in China, and it is called GFG in Germany.

The ghoul investigators affiliated with CCG are habitually called "white doves" by the ghouls because they always wear pigeon-shaped badges.

One only needs to look at the person in charge to know that CCG has launched a major operation this time.

——The leaders are none other than Marute Sai, Tanaka Maru Motomoto and Yasuura Kiyoko, three special investigators who are almost at the top of CCG!

At this moment, the investigators did not push the door open, but each unfolded their briefcases, and switched the boxes in their hands into the cool combat weapon posture of [Quinke], confronting the monsters in the dark.

Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish! …

In the dim morning light, pairs of scarlet eyes appeared sternly.

Marutesai wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "Almost all the cadres of the Bronze Tree have come out in full force!"

(End of this chapter)