The old man let out a desperate roar. Although he couldn't understand why his self-destruct device hadn't activated, he no longer cared.
Whether Leo and the others let him go or not, he was already doomed.
The Hand would never let him off. They would never spare someone who had walked out of the enemy headquarters.
So, as he looked at Leo before him, he cursed him one last time before suddenly biting down on his tongue.
From the beginning, he had been unable to move any part of his body. Only his head could move slightly.
And now, this was his last way to commit suicide.
However, before the molars in his mouth could close, they could no longer come together.
Leo looked at the old man before him. "If you want to die, tell me everything you know. Perhaps I can let you die a little more painlessly."
Before the old man could speak,
Leo spread the fingers of one hand slightly, and the old man's limbs were instantly forcibly pulled in four directions.
The bones hidden within his flesh seemed ready to tear themselves free, forcibly dragging his flesh along with them.
The sensation was somewhat similar to an ancient torture method called dismemberment by chariot.
However, the force violently breaking through from within was even more capable of stirring up intense fear in the human heart.
Before five seconds had passed, when the bones in his hands were about to tear free, the old man finally couldn't hold back and began to howl.
Tears of pain streamed down his face. This inhuman torment and the fear rooted in his biological instincts made him choose to surrender.
No one could imagine what it would feel like for their bones to tear free from their body, but no