“It is said that throughout history, there have been fighters among humans who can endure all kinds of torture without revealing the information their enemies want to know.”

David held the fifty-cent coin between his fingers, a dangerous glint flashing in his eyes as he calmly spoke, unsettling those who heard his words.

“I bet you fifty cents – you are not that kind of person!”

“If, within half an hour, you don’t kneel on the ground crying like a woman and tell me everything I want to know, such as your email account and password, then I will give you fifty cents!”

“A seventeen-year-old high school student, did you learn about torture from TV?”

Fran’s heart skipped a beat, his exaggerated reaction making it seem like he had heard a joke, and he burst into laughter.

For some reason, after David finished speaking with a smile, he felt a dangerous sensation as if he was being stared at by a predator a hundred times scarier than a lion. He couldn’t control the chills running down his spine and his hair standing on end.

“David, what are you planning to do?”

Clark’s expression changed, stopping David from taking a step forward.

The cruel words that came out of David’s mouth also frightened him.

Torture, inhumane, trampling on human dignity – he couldn’t believe his younger brother would do such a thing.

What was even more terrifying was that he said it with such ease, as if he was inviting someone to dinner.

“Clark, are you still showing off your kindness at a time like this?”

David sneered at Fran, looking at him as if he were a dead man.

He had never tortured anyone before, but he believed it wouldn’t be difficult to do so. After all, he wasn’t afraid of making mistakes.

“No way, what if you don’t get the information?”

Clark struggled and gritted his teeth.

Through several experiences, he knew that reasoning with his brother was useless, especially in such an urgent situation where there was no time to talk sense into him.

He directly talked about the consequences if something went wrong.

“If he doesn’t go back on time, the email will be sent, and you may not have time to interrogate him.”

“Maybe it won’t take half an hour, ten minutes will be enough for me.”

David was about to push Clark away. “I don’t think this despicable and cunning guy can be a man of integrity!”

“No!”

Clark grabbed David’s hand forcefully.

“David, I can’t let you risk our parents.”

He lowered his voice, trying his best to persuade his younger brother.

“Just give him what he wants, after all, they are just some gangsters doing bad things.”

David raised an eyebrow, looking at Clark in surprise, as if seeing him for the first time.

“I didn’t expect, Clark, that you also have a flexible side to your bottom line!”

This was undoubtedly a violation of the law.

“I promise.” To avoid any further complications, Clark held David’s hand tightly and turned to Fran anxiously. “Go, I’ll find you later!”

“I’ll be waiting for you, Clark.”

Looking at David, a fleeting color flashed in Fran’s eyes, and he quickly turned and left.

David wanted to move forward, but if he exerted too much force, his appearance resembling Thanos would appear. He frowned.

“I don’t understand why you would stop me for a few gangsters, this is not like you, David.”

As the person walked away, Clark let go of David on his own accord.

He believed that David wouldn’t be able to catch up with him with his speed.

“Human desires are like rolling stones on a mountain, once they start, they won’t stop.”

Adjusting his sleeve, putting away the fifty-cent coin, David said coldly.

“Let me give it a try, David.” If Fran was a qualified gambler, then Clark was a failed gambler, always indecisive and hopeful.

But sometimes, giving in and compromising was equivalent to admitting defeat.

“The same goes for you.”

David stared at him, their gazes locked. “I can’t let you risk our parents!”

This was something that didn’t need to be thought about.

Only a fool would leave behind a powerful weapon that could be used at will.

“It’s impossible to feed a hyena all at once. Once it’s hungry, it will come back to you, and it will never end.”

That guy’s appetite would only grow bigger, and this matter would eventually involve Jonathan and Martha.

“David, you know that you’re not as fast as me.

If I want to protect someone, you won’t be able to find and catch up to me.”

Both of them held their own opinions, and Clark didn’t want to fight his younger brother. He gritted his teeth.

“Just let me try!”

As he spoke, he couldn’t help but feel some anger. Why was he the older brother, but his younger brother wouldn’t even listen to him once?

“I know.”

Taking a step back, David looked at him. “Without discussing anything else, your speed is at least ten times, if not dozens of times, faster than mine. Even if I have someone with me, I probably won’t be able to touch the hem of your clothes if I want to escape.”

“David…”

Upon hearing these words, Clark’s eyes brightened.

He thought David was about to agree.

“I didn’t want to do this.”

David shook his head and sighed, taking out a small box from his pocket and opening it.

Snap!

A thumb-sized, green crystal appeared, radiating the unique radiation of Kryptonite.

He took out the Kryptonite and pointed it at Clark, just like a demon hunter using a cross to deal with vampires.

“A meteorite?”Clark’s legs gave way, and his body immediately felt as if it had been hollowed out. He staggered back uncomfortably under the glow of the green light, barely propping himself against the wall to prevent himself from falling.

His eyes widened in disbelief, and he forced out a difficult voice through his clenched teeth.

“Da…David, you actually used a meteorite against me.”

He had suffered from the meteorite more than once, but he never thought that one day he would see his brother using a meteorite against him.

“Is…is this the meteorite from Greg?”

He remembered that his brother had once collected a meteorite.

“It’s you who forced me, Clark.”

David stepped forward, his hammer-like fist cleanly and neatly hit his face.

Bang!

Clark was knocked down on the spot and passed out.

Clang!

Looking at Clark, who was sleeping like a baby, David casually threw the Kryptonite next to him.

He continued to apply weakness to prevent the Kryptonian from waking up halfway through sunbathing.

He turned and left the deserted alley.

At the end of the town street, Flange leaned leisurely against the street lamp, waiting for his mobile check for the rest of his life to come and find him.

Although Clark said he would come to find him, he didn’t dare to go too far, fearing that the other party would not be able to find him.

“Who are you waiting for?”

A cold voice suddenly sounded behind him.

Flange turned his head to see David, looking puzzled.

“Why is it you? Where is Clark!”

“Did he back out?” He thought of something, a trace of viciousness appeared on his face, and he said harshly.

“No, he can’t come for now.”

David threw a punch, grabbed the unconscious Flange like a chick, and disappeared on the spot.

…

An abandoned factory.

When Flange woke up, he found himself tied tightly to a chair, unable to move despite his struggles.

“Are you awake?” A voice came.

A laptop was placed on a wooden table, David sat leisurely behind the chair, pushed a fifty-cent coin forward, put on surgical rubber gloves under his horrified gaze, and slowly stood up with a smile.

“Our bet begins now.”