Chapter 18: New Clues

*Boom!*

With a loud noise, the enormous black monster grabbed Rick by the neck and slammed him against the basement wall.

The massive impact caused internal injuries, and blood uncontrollably flowed from his mouth.

"Rick Frey!" The figure, resembling a monster, pressed Rick against the wall and emitted a hoarse, low, and icy voice filled with murderous intent.

"The car accident not long ago, who ordered you to do it?" Maverick asked directly, posing the most crucial question. He just wanted to get the answer quickly and then kill this scum.

After speaking, he released his grip on Rick Frey's neck, allowing him to breathe and speak.

*Cough!* Rick Frey collapsed to the ground the moment Maverick let go, clutching his neck in terror as he looked at the monster before him. Uncontrollable coughing accompanied the blood that overflowed from his mouth.

"Don't, don't kill me! I was just following orders! I'll tell you everything I know! Cough, cough!"

As a bottom-rung pawn in the gang, Rick knew that doing dirty work like this would eventually lead to this day, so he had long prepared himself mentally.

Beg for mercy, then use the information he knew to shift the blame onto his superiors, and then reach an agreement with the other party to spare his life.

As long as he remained alive, everything else was trivial, and everything could be betrayed and abandoned.

"You can begin," Maverick's voice remained hoarse and icy, devoid of any emotion.

He watched the collapsed Rick in front of him, waiting for him to spill all the details.

"I'll tell you everything you want to know. I just want to live. But how can you guarantee that you won't kill me after I speak?"

Rick Frey, now recovered from his initial fear, realized that the creature before him looked terrifying like a monster, but in reality, it was just a person with a clear purpose.

"You should know that I'm risking my life for this. Ah!!!"

He didn't even finish his sentence before a scream replaced it, as Maverick unexpectedly cut off one of his hands.

A black tentacle extended from Maverick's back, its front end morphing into a blade-like shape, shimmering with a black metallic gleam.

"I think you might have misunderstood one thing, which is that your life is now in my hands, and that I am not asking, so... speak.."

As he spoke, Maverick manipulated the blade to cut across Rick's cheek, leaving behind a shallow bloodstain.

Rick's previously calmed fear surged once again in this situation.

Initially startled by the terrifying appearance, upon hearing the creature speak and make demands, he realized that despite the frightening appearance, it was ultimately just another person like himself.

However, the sudden emergence of tentacles and blades made him understand a rather terrifying fact: although the creature before him spoke human language, it was indeed a monster.

"You have only two choices now. The first is to obediently tell me what you know, and I'll let you die quickly and painlessly."

"The second is for you to remain silent, and then I will make you speak slowly in unimaginable pain."

The hoarse and icy voice echoed in the basement, accompanied by more tentacles extending from Maverick's back.

It was only now that Rick fully understood that his life was doomed to end today, he just didn't know in what manner.

"I'll give you 5 seconds to think. If you still refuse to speak after five seconds, I will show you what true cruelty is."

The cold words hammered on Rick's heart like a heavy hammer. He had lost the ability to think calmly; only despair gradually spread in his mind.

"1"

"2"

"3"

As he reached "three," several tentacles behind Maverick suddenly pierced out, directly impaling Rick Flair's limbs, lifting him from the ground, and pinning him to the wall.

"This is just a little reminder, so you don't think I'm joking. You have two seconds left."

Watching Rick wail in agony, sweating profusely from pain and fear, Maverick felt a sense of satisfaction in his heart.

"Hehe, I can smell the fear spreading wildly in his mind, his spirit is almost collapsing." Venom chuckled as it emerged from Maverick's shoulder.

This eerie scene directly shattered Rick's last psychological defense. The creature in front of him was truly not human!

Two seconds later, Rick, who had already lost control of his bodily functions, began to babble about all the information he knew.

Once he finished speaking, Maverick swiftly chopped off his head.

As his head fell, the fractured neck sprayed crimson blood like a fountain, filling the narrow air with the pungent smell of blood.

Although Maverick had just displayed extreme coldness and cruelty, it was still his first time experiencing such a scene, seeing this kind of sight.

The intense nausea uncontrollably emerged, and Maverick could only pound his chest hard, as if it could alleviate the discomfort.

"Oh, sorry, I forgot to weaken some of your senses in advance." Seeing Maverick's miserable appearance, Venom scratched his head and said.

"No need, I'll get used to it. I can't weaken my senses every time in the future." Maverick said while leaning against the wall and retching.

"Just from the limited information Rick provided, I can sense that there are many people waiting for me to deal with. I need to get used to it quickly."

Thanks to Maverick's special body, after half an hour of retching against the wall, the discomfort gradually faded away, as if he had really gotten used to the scene and the smell.

"Phew~" Maverick exhaled deeply and then turned to Venom, saying, "Do you still want to eat his head? Although I've already cut it off, um, it's also stained with some blood and dust."

While secretly admiring Maverick's excellent adaptability, Venom shook its head and said, "Too dirty, I don't want to eat it. Not because it's covered in dust, but because he just lost control of his bodily functions. Although I'm not very picky, it does look disgusting."

"I didn't expect you to be so particular. Let's clean up the traces and leave. There are still data and new people to investigate." Maverick nodded in agreement.

Although they didn't let Venom feast on the head this time, there would be a next time. Next time, they needed to be a bit more careful not to make it too dirty.

After cleaning up all the traces possibly related to them at the scene, Maverick left with Venom.

Rick was just a small fry; there were still many people waiting for Maverick to harvest.

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