Start with You

Yet, would it be enough? Decker dumped the long whip, sorting through a pile of tools used for punishment. In the end, he picked up a pair of tweezers, tutting and saying, "I heard this tweezer is used to rip off criminals' fingernails. I've never used it before, why not start with you?" Lucille gave a faint smile, not showing a trace of fear, and ironically said, "If you want to die faster, go ahead." Decker's face darkened. "Young lady, you dare to threaten me when death is imminent?" "Just stating facts." Lucille's smile was casual and indifferent. Just as Decker was going to lash out, one of his subordinates rushed into the dungeon, crying out in panic, "Sir, bad news! A tons of vehicles have arrived!" Decker impatiently cut off his subordinate's words, "Just a few vehicles, what's there to panic about?" The subordinate hurriedly added, "There are...fighter jets, tanks, and hundreds of fully armed men, armed with guns and shoulder cannons, surrounding our prison!" "What?!" Decker's