Chapter 30: Negotiation

Harvey thought well, with the reputation of the Blood Head Gang preceding him, and with him, being the second-in-command, no matter how ruthless a person were, they should at least consider his proposal.

But unfortunately, Maverick just wasn't that kind of person. Harvey's words sounded like a dog barking in his ears.

"You better think about it. What I can offer you is not as simple as those miscellaneous promises. *Cough*!!!"

Before Harvey could finish his words, Maverick kicked him again, causing him to curl up and roll back to the corner of the wall.

From the feeling of that last kick, it seemed that several ribs had been directly broken this time.

"You damn bastard! I'll definitely kill you!" Harvey gritted his teeth and glared at Maverick.

Indeed, he deserved to be the Blood Head Gang's most dangerous blade. Even after being beaten like this, he remained as fierce as ever.

Maverick didn't want to waste any more time with him at this moment. Several black tentacles suddenly emerged from his back, one of which directly wrapped around Harvey's neck, lifting him from the ground, while the remaining ones pierced through his limbs, pinning him to the wall one by one.

After several experiences, Maverick also found the benefits of this torture posture. This highly ceremonial method not only amplified the opponent's pain but also made it more convenient for his operation.

As he listened to Harvey's teeth-gritting cries, Maverick walked slowly to him, then let the concealment on his face fade away, revealing his young and handsome face under the hood.

"Do you think you're tough just by gritting your teeth and not making a sound? Do you think you're powerful? I have over a hundred ways to torture you. I hope you won't bite your own tongue off later." Maverick said coldly.

Then he pointed to his own face and continued, "Now look at my face. Do you remember who I am? This question involves different methods of punishment later, so remember to answer it well."

Seeing the young face revealed after the black mask receded like a tide, Harvey frowned and fell into a dilemma. He really didn't expect any connection between this face in front of him and himself.

After seeing Harvey's expression, Maverick chuckled coldly and then covered his face again.

"I already know your answer from your expression. It's a pity that I'll have to use the worst method later. I hope you enjoy it and, by the way, answer my questions properly."

After Maverick finished speaking, the tentacle wrapped around Harvey Harmon's neck blocked his mouth, and then the ones piercing Harvey's limbs began to slowly rotate, while spikes slowly grew out of the wounds.

The intense pain caused Harvey's facial expression to contort continuously, but with his mouth gagged, he could only whimper silently.

When the sensation of pain gradually dulled, Maverick knocked on Harvey's head to bring him back from the verge of fainting.

"Wake up, it's time to answer my questions. Tell me where your brother, Jon Hammond, is, or to put it another way, where are the places he frequents, and what are their addresses?"

Upon hearing Maverick's question, Harvey smirked mockingly, "Guess?"

"It's impossible to make me betray my brother. You might as well just kill me."

"Oh, by the way, I thought hard for a while just now and finally remembered when I saw you."

"You were the delivery guy that day, right? You're really damn lucky. Paul Mark deserves to die for not handling such a small matter properly."

"I've looked into your background before. I didn't expect you to hide so deeply. Is that old man also one of your disguises?"

"Ah!"

Harvey's rant was interrupted by his own scream as Maverick directly severed his left hand.

"Stop talking nonsense. Tell me about your brother." Maverick's hoarse voice continued. He wouldn't allow this dying man to insult the old man. Even mentioning anything related to Old York from this scum's mouth was the ultimate insult.

Harvey just screamed once and then bit his lip to control himself, his teeth making his lips ooze with blood.

He spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva lightly and then continued to breathe heavily, his voice firm, "I won't tell you. Just kill me."

He knew Maverick's purpose in asking this question, so he chose to remain silent. He couldn't let this terrifying guy cause trouble for his brother.

Upon hearing Harvey's refusal and seeing the determination in his eyes, Maverick suddenly felt a strange sensation welling up in his heart, making him unable to help but laugh.

"Ha ha! Hahaha!"

Laughter echoed in the room. Although Maverick anticipated that Harvey Hammond wouldn't easily divulge information, his response made Maverick feel both ridiculous and extremely disgusted.

Clearly, he was a societal scum who committed all kinds of evil deeds, a despicable scumbag who could mercilessly take away others' lives.

Yet now he behaved like a generous martyr, firm and resolute, which was so ludicrous and ironic.

The mocking laughter abruptly stopped, replaced by Harvey's screams as his other hand was also severed.

Maverick watched Harvey Harmon writhing on the floor, roaring in a low voice, "Do you also have someone you care about?! Do you also have feelings?! Are you even worthy?!"

"Do you think you're noble? Do you think you're impressive? It's ridiculous!"

"Words spoken from your mouth feel like an insult to the alphabet!"

After venting the anger brought by this feeling, he took a deep breath and then chuckled softly, "Do you think if you stay silent, I won't have a way to deal with you and your brother?"

After saying that, Maverick took out the phone that Harvey had dropped on the ground and waved it in front of him, saying, "Your brother probably wouldn't ignore your calls, right? What if I take a picture of you in your current state and tell him that if he wants to save you, he has to come here alone? What do you think? Will he come?"

Listening to Maverick's words, Harvey, feeling despondent, couldn't help but feel a bit vulnerable. He understood that the person in front of him wouldn't let him go, but he didn't want his brother to get involved with this guy without knowing anything.

Judging by Maverick's current display of skills, if his brother came alone, it would be extremely dangerous.

Previously, he had angrily yelled at Maverick with red eyes, "Damn you! If you dare, come at me! Let me go and we'll settle this one-on-one!"

"It was me who ordered to deal with you. What does it have to do with my brother?"

Upon hearing Harvey's shouts, Maverick just said coldly, "I'm going to kill you. How could I spare your brother, the leader of all of you worthless scume? Since I've chosen to kill, I won't leave any trouble behind, and that includes your brother."

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