Chapter 587
As Carlo Monde spoke, he looked at Haylan Jaber smugly. He was determined to see Haylan make a fool of himself.
He knew that Haylan was very strong, but so what if he was?
This was their Tigris Insignia Army’s prison. Every prison wall was cast with fairly solid steel material.
There was even a very special additive comprising a very tough material added to this steel mixture. Even a missile bombardment could not penetrate the enclosure and glass.
Therefore, Carlo felt that he had a hundred ways to torture Haylan ruthlessly. Thus, he was fearless and wanted to torment Haylan viciously.
Haylan glanced at the smoke. His expression was still calm as he said, “It’s bad enough that you abused your power. But you still end up using such despicable methods.
“Mr. Monde, I have really overestimated you.”
Initially, Haylan thought that as a high–ranking member of the Tigris Insignia Army, Carlo Monde would be a very rational and intelligent person.
It never, ever occurred to Haylan that Carlo would be such a worthless piece of trash. Even if Carlo wanted to abuse his position to take personal revenge, he had used such a despicable method. It wouldn’t be possible for him to hold his head high after this.
Carlo’s gaze was icy as he pronounced word by word, “Whether you overestimate me or not, you only need to know one thing.
“You won’t end up well once you fall into my hands after you reach the base of the Tigris Insignia Army.”
“You think you can manipulate me with these things?” Haylan could not help laughing out loud.
“Of course! The chemical smoke I am injecting into your cell will knock out an elephant, cause problems with its brain and turn it into an imbecile idiot if it inhaled just 4 ounces,” Carlo said with a sneer.
The toxicity of the chemical smoke was so great that he did not dare to use it indiscriminately.
If Carlo hadn’t known that Haylan Jaber was Mackaye Shilton’s enemy, he wouldn’t have dared to use it.
After all, once this smoke was released, if a general–class expert inhaled too much, he would also suffer from oxygen deprivation in his brain or even neuropathy. He would become an imbecile idiot who knew nothing.
In the past, their Tigris Insignia Army had used this kind of chemical smoke to destroy the elite troops of a vicious militant group, poisoning to death three experts at the level of seven–star general–class.
Carlo felt that no matter how powerful Haylan was, he was only a seven–star general–class expert. Using this kind of poison was enough to make Haylan wish he was dead.
Anyway, Haylan was Mackaye’s enemy. As long as Haylan didn’t die, Carlo figured Mackaye probably wouldn’t blame him. Moreover, Carlo had followed Mackaye for a long time and knew his personality. Perhaps Mackaye wanted to use him to torture Haylan and avenge Andrew Shilton.
Therefore, Carlo wanted to torture Haylan ruthlessly with all his might. He wanted Haylan to bow down to him and submit to him forever.
“It’s just some smoke. There’s nothing to be afraid of.”
Haylan glanced at the smoke. His expression was extremely calm, and there was no trace of fear on his face at all.
“Stop pretending. This poisonous smoke is enough to turn you into an imbecile idiot. Don’t force yourself to hang on. Kneel down obediently and apologize to me.” Carlo gave a scornful sneer.
However, before he could finish his sentence, Haylan did something unexpected.
Exhale…
Inhale…
Haylan suddenly exhaled a deep lungful of air. Thereafter, he began to inhale the air.
His inhalation of the air was particularly long and drawn out!
As Haylan inhaled the air, the poisonous smoke immediately turned into two streams resembling long dragons that rushed into Haylan’s nose and were absorbed by Haylan.
“What…”
When Carlo saw this sight, the smile on his face froze at once. He was utterly dumbfounded. His jaw dropped and he was speechless for a long time.
Chapter 387
Carlo already said that the smoke was poisonous. Not only did Haylan not feel afraid as a result, but he even actively chose to mhale the poisonous stroke?
Was he tired of living”
Under Carlo’s astounded gaze, Haylan was still taking deep breaths. It was as if a whale was inhaling the white smoke and spewing out some turbid exhaust air.
At first glance. Haylan looked like an ethereal divine being swallowing clouds and blowing out fog
Carlo came back to his senses and looked at Haylan as if he was looking at a retard. He said icily. “You are inhaling the poisonous smoke on your own accord. I think you must be tired of living and so you are seeking death!
“Since you like the poisonous smoke so much, inhale some more. Just sit there and wait until you turn into an old, imbecile idiot. At that point, I’ll teach you a good lesson”
After saying that. Carlo checked the time, and his gaze became even more sinister and terrifying
Based on his previous experience, a general–class expert would fall ill within ten minutes of inhaling the poisonous smoke. First, he would cough violently and vomit blood. Then, a portion of his brain tissue would begin to die.
After thirty minutes, he would turn into an imbecile idiot completely.
While Carlo waited, Haylan kept on inhaling and exhaling.
For the full thirty minutes, Haylan did the same thing over and over again, absorbing all the smoke. Even the smoke in the tubes was completely depleted.
“What… what’s going on? Why aren’t you releasing the smoke anymore?” Carlo became enraged. He immediately took out his cell phone to scold his men.
“Sir, it’s not that we don’t want to continue releasing the smoke. It’s just that all the smoke is depleted.”
In the control room, the soldier in charge of releasing the smoke stared at the screen, dumbfounded. The jaws of the other soldiers also dropped almost to the ground, leaving their mouths wide This was the first time they had seen someone treat the poisonous smoke as if he was smoking a’cigarette.
open.
The scariest thing was that the smoke stored on their side was all gone, yet Haylan Jaber was still safe and sound and full of
energy.
This
guy was simply a monster!
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