
Chanyeøl softly growled. “And we’ve been tracking you down too.” Kyungsoo smirked at him. “And how’s that been for you?” “Splendid. As far as we’re aware, Chan-yeol is dead in a dumpster.” Kyungsoo laughed. “He’s watching us right now. So.. as far as we’re concerned.. you’re flopping.” He clicked his pen, then pushed up his glasses and said. “We’re gonna ask you a few questions. And if you resist, our buddy Jongdae here will make you wish you didn’t. Now tell us.. where are the rest of your kind? And where did you hide the other half of the tree of life?” “Go to hell.” Jongdae grippedChanyeøl’s shoulder then sent millions of volts of electricity through his body.
“We can do this all day.”
