I Go to the High Seas for Fishing But Get Hunted by an Aircraft Carrier-Chapter 923: Unbearable Torment

The woman standing next to him seemed unable to watch any longer, because she knew that Ye Chen's main goal was to extract some clues from him. But by treating him this way, in the end, nothing would be revealed anyway.

"What, if he dies, it won't benefit you in any way, will it?"

"Yes, I hate him. I wish he would die immediately, but if he dies now and reveals nothing, wouldn't everything you've done be a waste? At the very least, even if it's just the tiniest clue, let him reveal something before he dies."

Ye Chen never expected that the woman would start to stand in her own perspective and speak up.

So, at first, he hadn't thought about it this way, but now it seemed that the balance in this woman's heart was slowly starting to tilt.

Ye Chen finally stopped abruptly at the last moment.

Finally, he took the two newspapers off his face at once.

Because he saw that the person had already lost consciousness, his eyes wide open, no longer showing his pupils, and his mouth agape.

Now, he could only hear him exhaling loudly, completely unable to hear any inhalation.

When Ye Chen saw this, he realized that he had truly overestimated his physical condition.

Because he had reached the point of death, and if this continued, he was surely doomed to die.

Yet in front of Ye Chen, how could he let him die so easily? Subsequently, Ye Chen used his fingers to continuously massage several acupressure points on his body.

The purpose of doing this was simply to accelerate his body's blood circulation and quickly supply blood to his heart and brain. Only in this way could he alleviate his current state of hypoxia.

Finally, after massaging for nearly five minutes, Ye Chen heard the man suddenly take a long breath, and Ye Chen's anxious heart finally relaxed.

Hearing such a reaction proved that, at this very moment, he had been pulled back from the brink of death.

He slowly opened his eyes, but the feeling of death hadn't yet subsided.

He looked at Ye Chen in fear.

"How about it, that feeling is quite pleasant, isn't it? In fact, you were already dead just now, but I won't let you die. Since I can let you die so easily, I can also pull you back from the brink of death."

"You, you really..."

He couldn't even speak now, and the feeling was truly worse than death.

"I advise you not to struggle as if you're on the verge of death. After all, I already experienced his methods yesterday. If you don't want to continue suffering like this, then speak up. Even if you're willing to keep secrets for your organization, do you really think he can't express anything?"

The woman next to him had surprisingly started to persuade him.

Subsequently, the man only glanced at her with a sideways look, but at this moment, his eyes no longer showed any fierce expression.

Someone who had just been pulled back from the brink of death, it was imaginable what his state of mind was at this time.

"It's okay, I absolutely won't force anyone. If you feel you can't accept everything, then fine, no problem. I'll play this game with you later. If you don't want to play this game, I have more games here and will accompany you to play slowly."

Consider this: someone who just escaped fear and is now being pushed back to the edge of death cannot accept it from their heart.

Even though he had undergone extensive training before, now living on the edge of such painful death made it impossible for him to endure truly.

Still unable to breathe smoothly, the events that had just happened remained vividly in his mind.

He kept sneezing because after the acetic acid solution entered his body, it was impossible to disappear completely in the short term.

He struggled hard with his body, clearly feeling extremely uncomfortable in both his mouth and nose.

Unfortunately, he was completely bound, and if his hands were free, he would probably rub his nose and move vigorously to alleviate himself briefly.

"Alright, stop struggling. I can't let you feel comfortable. If you really felt comfortable, then my purpose wouldn't be accomplished."

"I'm, I'm really uncomfortable right now. If you truly want to extract information from me, I'm sorry, there's no point. Once I'm dead, you won't be able to get any answers from me, understand?"

"So, we're back to the same point. I've already told you I'm not letting you die easily. If you die, all my plans will go down the drain. I'll only let you struggle here at death's door, deeply experiencing the pain of death, but not letting you meet God so soon, understand?"

"Fine, I promise you, whatever you want to ask, as long as I know, I'll tell you. But first, please, let one of my hands move. I really, I'm really very uncomfortable now."

As he spoke, he sneezed again, and this sensation indeed made him feel worse than death.

He originally thought he could talk about all this, after all, he was professionally trained, and in such situations, he should be able to manage it effortlessly.

However, now it seemed he couldn't genuinely manage it. If that's really the case, then indeed, such a death was much like the concept of a landslide for him.