The Marquis of Dallas was full of fear of the Melo in front of him. As for Melo, although she is kind, she will never show any mercy to some people who are full of evil.

"Did you understand what I said before? I know you are speechless because you are afraid of my relationship, so I don't blame you. If you understand, then nod to me."

The Marquis of Dallas nodded immediately, and Melo said with satisfaction: "Very good, then answer my question, how many children have you abducted?"

"I, I, I have never been kidnapped or trafficked."

"oh?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Marquis of Dallas' left middle finger heard a snapping sound. His middle finger had been twisted to an incredible angle.

"I've said it before, if I find out that you are lying, I will break your fingers immediately. Hmm... you still have 7 good fingers, which means you still have 7

This is a chance, but guys like you are probably used to lying, right? So, before I finish asking all the questions, how many fingers do you have left?"

The Marquis of Dallas was so frightened that he could not even speak. At this time, Melo approached him and asked again: "I ask again, how many children have you abducted?"

"Only 5, 5, 6."

"oh……?"

With a "click" sound, the Marquis of Dallas' left index finger also broke. The pain this time made him almost pass out.

"Don't think that I can't tell you what is true and what is false. It's useless to think that saying less can relieve some pain. I will only treat you more harshly, so... I still advise you to tell the truth.

Come on, don't let me break another finger of yours."

Although she said that, Melo's finger was already pressed on the left thumb of Marquis Dallas, and she was obviously ready to break the next finger.

However, at this time, the Marquis of Dallas suddenly discovered that the killer who fell on the ground seemed to be moving. Could it be that he was about to wake up?

In order to delay time so that the killer could wake up and have a chance to kill Melo, the Marquis of Dallas could only try to delay time.

"I, I, I, I don't dare to lie anymore. I will definitely answer all questions. I will never dare to lie again. And

Moreover, I will give you whatever you want, whether it is money or anything else, I will never break my promise."

After Melo heard what the Marquis of Dallas said, he pressed the Marquis of Dallas' left thumb hard, but did not break his thumb.

"You are not qualified to negotiate terms with me. If you continue to talk nonsense, be careful and I will really break your next finger. As long as you answer whatever I ask, it will be enough."

However, the Marquis of Dallas' delaying tactics still had some effect. The killer who was originally lying on the ground has now stood up again, and secretly held the knife in his hand from behind, and moved towards it lightly.

Melo walked over.

In the eyes of the Marquis of Dallas, Melo looked completely defenseless, and then, the killer swung his knife at Melo with all his strength.

However, in the next second, the scream of Marquis of Dallas and the sound of "bump" sounded at the same time. Accompanying these two sounds, there was also the face of Marquis of Dallas full of fear.

When the Marquis of Dallas' thumb was broken by Melo, the killer's head fell off his neck at some point, and not only that, the killer's body also turned into countless pieces scattered in an instant.

Around.

The Marquis of Dallas was almost frightened out of his mind at this moment. The pain of his broken finger was completely overtaken by fear. He... finally realized what real terror is.

Originally, Mero was supposed to be killed by the killer without any defense, but instead of looking back, the other party broke his own fingers at the same time in less than 1 second and killed the killer until he died.

In a situation where he could no longer die, the other party's terror was far beyond his own imagination.

"Before you could tell the truth, I had already broken off all the fingers on one hand, leaving only the fingers on the right hand. I'll say it again for the last time, you'd better answer honestly, otherwise death will be for you.

It will become a luxury.”

The Marquis of Dallas finally gave up resistance and could only tell the truth to Melo.

"I have been selling children... since a few years ago. I estimate the number of children I have sold is at least 30."

"...You didn't joke with me this time, so the next question is, how many children did you sell to the orphanage in Northfield territory?"

"...I, I didn't sell the territory over there... Wow ah ah ah

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!”

The thumb of his right hand was broken in an instant. Only then did the Marquis of Dallas realize that he was already used to lying. Even in this situation, he still lied habitually in order to prevent the other party from getting angry.

"Don't think that this can alleviate some of the pain. As long as I don't tell the truth, I will continue. Next... there will be 4 fingers left."

As Melo spoke, he moved his finger to the index finger of Marquis of Dallas and flicked it a few times, as if he was ready to break the next finger at any time.

"Let me ask again, how many children from the orphanage in Northfield territory have you sold?"

"3,3."

This time the answer was true, and because of this, Melo did not continue to break his fingers, but asked the next question: "Are the children you trafficked for your own purposes, or did someone coerce you?

"

"I was coerced because...ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

The index finger of his right hand made a snapping sound at this moment. He couldn't help but lie again. The Marquis of Dallas also hated himself at this moment. Why did he blurt out a lie?

"There are still 3 fingers left. I still have a lot of problems. Can you survive until then?"

Melo moved his finger to the middle finger of the Marquis of Dallas' right hand, flicked it a few times, and then continued to ask questions.

"Were you coerced into doing this or did you do it on your own?"

"...I, what I want to do is for money."

"You let so many orphaned children be trafficked for money. Do you still have a conscience?"

"I, I was wrong! Please forgive me!"

Marquis Dallas' begging for mercy did not move Melo at all. On the contrary, his middle finger was broken by Melo at this moment.

"There are still people who shyly say that they are wrong! Listen, I am not ready to continue to torture like this now. Next time..."
Chapter completed!