178: Each has its own rules

“Good heavens! An assassin organization. And trans-national too! Do you take me for a fool?” Pan Han grew up in a stable society, how could he believe such absurd talk.

There aren't even proper criminal organizations in Dragon Country, only small groups with criminal tendencies.

Don't think that just because you wear a black suit, you're a criminal organization. Pan Han even has a mecha, does that mean he goes around telling everyone he's Iron Man?

“Pan Han, do you think we have nothing better to do than come here and act for you? Anyway, I'm almost dead, what good would it do me to lie to you?” The alert Black-Clad Man suddenly said angrily.

“I think the organization wasted its effort. This is just a street thug. He got some gold from who knows where and thinks he's made it big.” The Shooting Black-Clad Man, who hadn't spoken much, also chimed in.

“Exactly! Don't look at him now, acting all proper. Before, he was just a pathetic student whose girlfriend was even stolen from him. Now he's powerful, but unfortunately, his vision is still like that of a cat or dog.”

“Who's to say? He just has a bit of money and is good at fighting. But he lacks insight and courage; joining the organization would only drag us down. Forget it, let's not let him join, he'll just implicate the two of us.”

The more these two spoke, the more animated they became, exchanging words like a crosstalk performance.

Pan Han watched the two with interest. If he lacked insight, then the whole world must be filled with country bumpkins.

However, Pan Han felt that these two definitely had an ulterior motive; their coordination was too good for them to simply be insulting him.

Since that was the case, he would follow the procedure.

Pan Han suddenly tossed away his cigarette butt, pulled out the pistol he had confiscated earlier from his in my arms, and fired two shots with lightning speed.

Bang! Bang! With two crisp gunshots, Pan Han blew on the smoking muzzle.

The two bullets struck their thighs respectively, shattering their kneecaps instantly.

“Ah!!” The two who had been feigning composure and speaking eloquently were instantly trembling with pain in their legs.

“Holy mother, he really went for it.” It took a while for the alert Black-Clad Man to recover from the pain, and as soon as his mind cleared a little, he started cursing.

“Hahahaha!!!” The Shooting Black-Clad Man suddenly burst into laughter.

“Are you crazy? What are you laughing at?” The alert Black-Clad Man looked at his knee, then at his accomplice.

“Did you notice? That kid shoots so fast, I didn't even see it clearly.” The Shooting Black-Clad Man reminded him.

“It seems so, and he's very accurate. He didn't even seem to aim, just raised his hand and shot.”

“So, he either joins, or he must die!”

“Pan Han, you've been hiding it well! You can even use a gun. That means our investigation into you was perfectly justified. The four men didn't die in vain.” The alert Black-Clad Man instantly felt relieved, then looked at Pan Han leisurely, as if looking at a dying prey.

“An assassin organization, I generally understand. How are you different from others?” Pan Han was now certain that this Tianlong Knight Order was definitely not ordinary.

Its power must be enormous, otherwise it wouldn't have so many men, nor would it be hidden so deeply.

“Haha, you kid. Are you scared?”

“Not exactly scared, I just want to know how many coffins I need to prepare.” Pan Han twirled the pistol again, saying Domineering.

“Alright, alright! Young man, you probably don't know the terrifying aspect of our organization yet. The last person who challenged us like this had his entire family wiped out and neatly arranged. Do you want to experience that too?”

“Oh? So, what exactly makes you so formidable?”

“In the last 500 years, we have been the most powerful assassin organization. Our network spans the globe. If we want you dead by three watches, you definitely won't live to five watches.”

“Meaning, you have people all over the world?”

“That is natural.”

“Very good, what are the benefits of joining you?”

“The best training, the best equipment, the highest remuneration.”

“The problem is, I lack none of these three things.” Pan Han shrugged, indicating his disinterest.

“Idiot. These are all superficial; the most important thing is the network behind it. If you want to do big business, you can't bypass us.” The Shooting Black-Clad Man couldn't listen anymore and cursed fiercely.

“The business I want to do, your tiny Tianlong Knight Order can't satisfy me.” Pan Han wasn't boasting; his dreams were far from small.

“Then let's do it, we have nothing more to say. Originally, if you hadn't found us, there would have been a glimmer of hope. Now that it's come to this, let's stop talking nonsense. You can just wait to collect the corpses of your whole family. You'll watch your loved ones die one by one, and then it will be your turn.” The alert Black-Clad Man, losing too much blood, his breath a little unsteady, said with his last ounce of strength.

“Alright. Then I'll wait for you to come find me. Choose a way to die.” Pan Han then took out a dagger, wrench, hammer, chainsaw, baseball bat, and various other weapons from his spatial storage.

“You, you! How did you make them appear?” The Shooting Black-Clad Man's eyes widened, and his mouth formed a large 'O' shape.

He couldn't figure out where Pan Han had hidden these weapons.

“Hehe, anyone who sees me take out weapons must die. You have your rules, and I have mine. Isn't that reasonable?” Pan Han revealed an evil smile, his killing intent surging.

The alert Black-Clad Man's shock was no less; he could even feel Pan Han's killing aura!

A handsome young man actually possessed such a powerful killing aura!

“Brother, we've been roaming the jianghu for over ten years, and today we've finally fallen. Let's be brothers again in the next life.” The Shooting Black-Clad Man knew his time was up and could only bid farewell to his accomplice.

“Brother, let me tell you a secret before I go! In the next life, don't look for a woman like your wife again. She's not worth it!” The alert Black-Clad Man's speech was already somewhat unclear, either due to severe injuries or extreme fright.

“Brother, you don't need to say it, I know!”

The two leaned their heads closely together, awaiting their final judgment.

Pan Han was quite moved listening to their dying farewells, so he took out the hammer and swung it at their heads.

This hammer strike was just right; there was no brain matter splattered, it just precisely killed the two of them.

“How dare they threaten my family. It seems I must truly dismember this small Tianlong Knight Order.”

Pan Han put down the hammer, wiped the blood with their clothes, and then stored it in his spatial storage.

He then searched their bodies as usual, but still found nothing.

There were no items that could prove their identity, no tattoos on their bodies; in short, there was nothing.

Pan Han put the bodies into his spatial storage and then used his consciousness to examine the four corpses.

“I'll investigate you later when I have time; at least their faces and fingerprints can be used.” Pan Han tidied up the ground slightly, checked his watch, and it was almost 3 AM.

“Forget it, I'll go back to sleep first. I'll transport the supplies after I wake up. Every day is full of trouble! Nothing is easy.” Pan Han locked the door, drove his Bentley, and went straight home.

When he pushed open the door, he surprisingly found Yan Xiaoli in the room.

“When did you get back?” Both of them asked at the same time.

“I just finished discussing the script, and you?” Yan Xiaoli asked. Her schedule had been very packed recently, constantly meeting various people.

“I just finished killing someone!” Pan Han blurted out, a slip of the tongue.