The foreigner was set upright, chair and all, and the wet towel was removed from his face.
"Tell me your name, background, and purpose!"
Zhou Quan walked around in front of the foreigner and scrutinized him from above.
At that moment, the foreigner's eyes and face were full of terror and panic.
"Officer, the two of us only wanted to buy a couple of guns and rob a jewelry store. There's no need to be so brutal!"
Faced with Zhou Quan's questioning, the foreigner answered immediately, without any hesitation, and began complaining.
Yet the very next instant, Zhou Quan kicked him in the chest again, sending him back onto the floor.
"Since when could robbers afford Berettas?"
Pinning the foreigner firmly beneath his foot, Zhou Quan's sneer grew more pronounced.
"When you answered my question, your pupils shifted unconsciously to the right."
"In psychology, that's a classic sign of lying."
"I'm very dissatisfied with your lack of cooperation!"
"So, sorry for the trouble, but you'll have to enjoy another round!"
With that, Zhou Quan gave the three capable men beside him a look.
"Keep going!"
He Wenzhan, Lau Bo-keung, and Chow Sing Sing also hesitated, then immediately prepared to resume the treatment.
"No! No! No!"
Unsurprisingly, the foreigner began struggling again, screaming himself hoarse.
"I'll cooperate! I'll cooperate with anything!"
He absolutely refused to experience that suffocating sensation again, as though he were about to drown.
Unfortunately, his struggles remained futile.
His declaration that he would cooperate did not sway Zhou Quan in the slightest.
"Everyone has to pay for their choices."
Zhou Quan lifted his foot and shrugged. "Clearly, you need to face the consequences of lying just now."
As Zhou Quan finished speaking, the foreigner's contorted face was covered with the wet towel again, and water immediately came