Roger looked at the man approaching him and cursed inwardly.

An hour later, Roger's body was covered with scars of all sizes, and bleeding continued to ooze outside.

"Tm, I didn't expect this guy to be so tough. Give him some powerful means!" the man in the middle cursed.

The man on the right picked up a pack of things from the side, and it was a pack of salt!

"Boy, I haven't tried the taste of sprinkling salt on the wound yet. Let me try it today." The man on the right said with a sinister smile.

He walked to Roger, took a handful of salt with his hand, and sprinkled it on a small wound on Roger's right arm. The salt dissolved into the blood, and an unbearable pain instantly hit Roger's brain.

Roger forced himself to hold on, trying hard not to scream, and his face became distorted due to pain.

The man couldn't hear Roger's scream and was very unwilling to accept it. He took another handful of salt and sprinkled it on Roger's chest. The pain was even more uncomfortable than being cut into pieces. Roger finally couldn't help it anymore.

"Ah!" Roger screamed, his bound body twisting constantly, and accidentally kicked the man in the abdomen. The man caught him off guard and was kicked staggered.

The man was extremely angry and walked over and slapped Roger several big mouths.

Two more hours later, Roger felt that he was not far from the verge of death. He could not feel the existence of his body at all, and was supported by a will.

"This kid is so tough." The man on the right cursed.

"What should we do?" the man on the right asked the man in the middle.

"Since he doesn't want to say it, then this kid has no meaning to survive." The man in the middle said slowly.

Roger contracted in pain and sharply, "What do you want to do?" A bad feeling filled Roger's head.

The man in the middle gave a wink to the man on the right. The man looked at Roger and smiled sinisterly, taking something out from the side.

It was a syringe, and then he took out another bottle of potion or something.

The man on the right walked to Roger and said, "Roger, do you know what this is? This is a drug that if developed to deal with stubborn anti-robots like you, called body failure agents. As long as you inject it, your internal organs will fail within two years, and then die in pain!"

The man's words were like a summoning from hell. Roger closed his eyes unwillingly, "Now I'll give you a last chance, where is the base of the rebels?" asked the man in the middle.

Roger opened his eyes and said word by word, "I don't know!"

"Very good, then you go and die!" The man in the middle was extremely angry, and the man on the right walked towards Roger with a sinister smile on his face.

He poured the potion into the syringe, then inserted it into Roger's abdomen with a needle, and began to inject these deadly potions into Roger's body.

Seeing that most of the injections had been injected, suddenly, the door of the basement was kicked open.

The three men turned back in surprise at the same time, and a tall man appeared in front of them, "Black Fox Valenstein!" A man screamed in shock.

"Valentin..." Before the man could finish his words, Valentin waved his right hand and the man's body flew backwards. Valentin moved his two fingers gently, and the other two men were manipulated by his powerful mental power.

With two "bangs", the two men's bodies were thrown away by Valentine's powerful mental power, and their bodies hit the thick wall.

Valenstein hurriedly ran to Roger's side. Roger had fainted. Valenstein pulled out the syringe inserted into him. A small part of the drug in the syringe was not injected into Roger's body.

Valenstein smelled the smell and suddenly changed color, "Body failure agent! You bastards, dare to use such things on him!" Valenstein looked at the three people and said angrily.

The man in the middle stood up first, and he said to Valenstein, "General Valenstein, we are members of If, we suspect this man is in collusion with the rebels, so we have the right to interrogate him, please do not be too much."

"If? You are too brave. These are the core students of our Arslan Academy. Since you dare to treat our students like this, will the Alliance government indulge you like this?" Valentine said angrily.

The man didn't speak, and looked at Valentine proudly.

"Very good, I want to see if it's your bones or my fists are hard!"

Several men suddenly felt something was wrong. They looked at Valentine, "What do you want to do? We are government personnel, and we are directly ordered by the interstellar nobles!" The man in the middle said intimidating.

Valentine sneered, an invisible ripples spread out, and with a gentle movement of his arms, the bodies of the three men were easily controlled into the air.

Valentine's hands suddenly pressed down, "Bang!" The three people's bodies hit the ground at the same time, smashing a big hole in the ground.

Then, Valentine used his mind to let them know how terrifying the strength of a fleet general. The three of them finally breathed a sigh of relief and lay on the ground like dead dogs.

Valentine carried Roger and left here.

Now you have to find a doctor for Roger and treat him immediately.

Valentine returned to the academy and hurriedly sent Roger into the medical room.

Waiting outside anxiously.

Not long after, a group of senior executives from the school arrived here.

"Valentine, how is this child's condition?" an old man asked with concern.

Valentine frowned and sighed, saying, "The situation is very bad. If the person used a physical failure agent on him!"

"What?" Everyone changed their faces.

"Bastard, these intelligence organizations are becoming more and more arrogant. They dare to treat the core members of our academy like this! They must report to the alliance government that they can no longer let them do whatever they want." An old man said angrily.

"I will report to the coalition government immediately. This time, they did too much!" A voice sounded, with an undepressed anger in his tone.

When everyone saw that it was Mr. Bond, the president of Arslan College.

"This time, I want to use the power of the general and I must let the If people restrain themselves. Today I hurt the people from our academy. I don't know who it is tomorrow?" Valenstein said with a ugly expression.

Everyone nodded in agreement. The Alliance government has indeed been too indulgent to the interstellar nobles and their minions over the years.
Chapter completed!