Right now, he is losing a significant amount of blood. While his heartbeat remains strong, his blood vessels appear somewhat constricted.


    Charlie was even more astonished to discover that this individual, seemingly made of steel and iron, was not actuallyposed of those materials. Instead, he relied entirely on a powerful force surging beneath his skin.


    This hidden power seemed to be temporarily stored within him, enhancing his physical strength. However, it wasn’t something he had mastered; rather, it had been forcibly confined within him by an external force.


    Charlie noticed that this force was persistently attempting to break free.


    With each relentless surge, the bindings keeping this power in check were gradually weakening, though only slightly with each attempt.<h3 style="background-color:DodgerBlue">


    At this rate, within a few days, it would likely break free from its confinement, and when that happened, there was a high chance that his body would be shattered by the unleashed force.


    In that moment, Charlie finally grasped why this man had pleaded for a favorable oue from him yet behaved as if he were resigned to his fate.


    It seemed clear that even without Charlie’s intervention, he would meet his end in a matter of days.


    With a slight smile, Charlie reassured him, “Don’t worry, you won’t die while I’m here.”


    Utilizing his spiritual energy, Charlie effectively sealed the force that was violently pushing outward within the man’s body.


    Given the magnitude of that power, now sealed by Charlie’s aura, even if it continued to exert pressure indefinitely, it wouldn’t be able to escape for ten thousand years.


    The man’s previously grim expression transformed into one of horror as he looked at Charlie and eximed, “You… what have you done to me?”


    Charlie replied with a sneer, “The uncontroble power inside you has beenpletely sealed by me, allowing you to live for another hundred years! Or perhaps just ten years in hell.”


    After speaking, he turned to Abbas andmanded firmly, “Abbas, if he doesn’t provide honest answers, use every method at your disposal. If he remains uncooperative in the next few days, take him to Syria. Construct a special cer to contain him, strip him of his clothes, and confine him in an iron cage. Then, electrify the cage and administer enough drugs to amplify his sensations continuously, making him feel what it’s like to endure a hundred times the electric shock for 24 hours a day!”


    Upon hearing Charlie’s words, the man quaked in terror.


    Recognizing the coldness in Charlie’s demeanor, he understood that there was no exaggeration in what had just been said.


    If he failed to cooperate, he would likely face a lifetime of torment akin to eighteenyers of hell.


    He held no fear of death.


    Neither did hisrades fear death.


    He was also unafraid of torture.


    After all, years of rigorous training had endowed him with exceptional endurance against all forms of suffering.


    However, the thought of endless torture filled him with dread.


    Realizing this, he eximed, “I’ll speak! I will reveal everything! Just promise me a treat once I’m done!”<fn7147> This text is hosted at find[?]ovel</fn7147>


    Charlie coldly responded, “You aren’t in a position to negotiate terms with me. If you want a favorable oue, simply answer my questions!”


    The man nodded, fear evident in his eyes, “Ask away, I will answer!”


    Charlie pressed on with a steely tone, “What organization do you belong to?”


    “Organization…” The man hesitated before admitting, “I don’t know what it’s called. All I know is that people like us are referred to as dead men within the organization.”


    Charlie inquired further, “What does it mean to be a dead man?!”


    At this question, the man instinctively widened his eyes and hoarsely shouted, “Those who live for the sake of death, willing to die for the British Lord at any time, are what we call the dead!”