Fukuzawa remained stony faced and, after his chair was placed so he had a clear view of the bunk bed to which Jinhun was tied, the t*****e started. Two agents took off their jackets and rolled up their sleeves before, with the help of very sharp scalpels, started opening heavily bleeding cuts all over Jinhun's body.
“None of these are deadly. He will die from the loss of blood and in excruciating pain once his organs start shutting down if you don't start talking. I can end his agony with one quick slice across his throat. Come on, give me the codes; accept defeat.”
Fukuzawa remained silent and the t*****e continued. For half an hour, the two agents cut flesh and broke all the fingers and toes of the helpless Jinhun. By the time they chopped off his p***s, the poor man had fallen unconsc
