Wei Tianyang cut into objective reality and in an instant, arrived in the room holding the undercover agent. Thanks to his memetic shielding ability, the soldiers guarding the room did not take his presence seriously.
The so-called justice... isn't it just about saving people, killing the bad guys… Wei Tianyang was still struggling with the conversation he had with Baphomet earlier.
The man-made concept also exists in reality, what I want is justice...
The undercover was from East State, stripped of his shirt and shoes, his hands tied to a metal pole, standing on a bathtub filled with water, with an electric box placed on a small trolley next to him.
They had tortured him with electricity and left terrifying knife wounds on his chest and abdomen. Now, the undercover was in a deep coma and likely wouldn't survive the night.
Wei Tianyang watched the soldiers, one of whom was dozing off at the doorway, three playing poker inside the room, and another smoking by the bed.
