Their stubbornness remained unyielding.

Alick had no intention of reasoning with these individuals.

"Since you seem to have plenty to say, let's start with you." With a knife in hand, he approached the man who had spoken earlier and began cutting his trousers.

The man paled with fear, his voice trembling, "What... What are you doing?"

Alick ignored him, recognizing the necessity of teaching them a lesson.

He gestured for a glass bottle from his subordinate.

Unscrewing the lid, he poured the liquid onto the man's genitals.

“Ah!" A piercing scream echoed throughout the abandoned factory.

The scent of burning filled the air.

Onlookers were stunned by the scene before them.

It was the height of cruelty.

The man had collapsed in agony, his skin severely burned by sulfuric acid.

Alick motioned to someone nearby to douse him with water.

The unbearable pain in his groin caused the man to curl up and sob uncontrollably. The injury left him questioning his future masculinity.

Alick remained detached as if the brutal scene had nothing to do with him.

"I'm just getting started. Is that all you can bear?" he said casually to the suffering man.

Then, he stepped onto the man's face and pressed down. "How dare you commit such deeds with so little competence? You just dug your own grave."

As the man's face was ground into the dirt, his features twisted in pain.

A palpable sense of fear towards Alick spread among the onlookers.

Clearly, he was not one to be trifled with.