Yorknew City.
A secret underground Mafia hideout.
The air reeked of mold.
Water beaded on the walls.
It dripped into puddles with a steady plink, plink.
In the center of the room.
Uvogin hung suspended in midair, his limbs spread wide.
Four specially forged Refined Steel chains, each as thick as a wrist.
Held his limbs fast.
The neurotoxin in his body had yet to wear off completely.
His muscles twitched from time to time.
But he paid them no mind.
He was even laughing wildly.
"Hahahaha!"
Uvogin's laughter echoed through the basement.
It made everyone's eardrums buzz.
Dalzollene stood before him.
His face was livid.
He had already snapped two leather whips.
Crisscrossing bloody welts covered Uvogin's body.
Yet he had not so much as furrowed his brow.
"Is that all the strength you've got?"
Uvogin spat out a mouthful of bloody foam.
"You're not even fit to scratch an itch for me."
"Go get me ten barrels of beer."
"Once I've had my fill, maybe I'll tell you something."
Kurapika stood in the shadows.
His arms were folded across his chest.
He watched the trapped beast coldly.
He knew.
Physical torture.
Against a monster who had honed his body to its absolute limits.
Was meaningless.
Even if you sliced off his flesh.
He would only mock you for having a dull knife.
Dalzollene flew into a rage.
"Bastard!"
He drew the long blade at his waist.
"I'll cut you into pieces! Let's see if you talk then!"
Uvogin grinned.
Revealing his gleaming white teeth.
"Come on."
"Put some muscle into it."
Just then.
Someone pushed the heavy iron door open from outside.
It creaked.
The sound was especially piercing in the oppressive room.
Everyone turned to look.
Luo Ye had a straw between his teeth.
He held a