"You don't deserve that face!"
Adrian Desmond poured a bottle of acid onto the impostor's face, listening to the man's screams, watching that familiar face being destroyed piece by piece, finally relieving much of the resentment that had built up in his heart.
"Ah..."
The entire basement was filled with the man's screams, but outside, nothing could be heard.
Sabrina Conner said chillingly, "He's still tight-lipped, not saying anything!"
Barnes Smythe impatiently remarked, "His face is so ugly, let the bugs eat away his face!"
"No way, my little darlings would also eat his brain, just like Zombies eat human brains!"
The man could no longer endure this dual torment of body and mind; they wouldn't let him die, only make his life worse than death.
"I'll talk, I'll talk, I'll say anything." His eyes were blind, eyelids stuck together with strong acid, and even breathing felt painful.
