266: Hell House

The stronghold Uncle Cheng mentioned was a dormitory building for migrant workers.

It was a very old, dilapidated building, and after Uncle Cheng's team arrived, they rented the entire building.

Keeping the Knight Order members here was safer, as no one would come to cause trouble.

Soon, Uncle Cheng's team sent people to take the individuals away, and the scene was cleaned up.

Of course, Pan Han still took their suicide pills.

Wanting to die wouldn't be that easy.

Inside the pitch-black small building, it instantly became bustling with noise and brightly lit.

Ten individuals were separately confined in ten rooms to prevent them from colluding.

However, the Knight Order members were all well-trained and had undergone extensive offensive and defensive drills specifically for interrogation, so it would be very difficult to make them talk.

But Pan Han wasn't afraid of them not speaking, because he had all the time and all the methods in the world.

Pan Han told Uncle Cheng's team to all go out and set up a perimeter guard; what he was about to do was not convenient for outsiders to see.

It wasn't that he feared revealing secrets, but rather to protect these people.

Pan Han randomly picked one of the Knight Order members, checked the ropes binding him—they were very sturdy—and then brought him into the squad leader's room.

"Kid, how old are you this year?" Pan Han asked the member with a smile.

The member twisted his neck, completely ignoring Pan Han.

"Squad leader, is that right? Can't even this question be answered?" Seeing that the member didn't answer, Pan Han could only ask his superior.

"What do you want to know? Just say it directly," the squad leader snorted coldly.

"I just want to know his age. I think he's at most 28," Pan Han said, not getting angry, lighting a cigarette, and still smiling.

"You tell him," the squad leader's demeanor softened slightly, and he nodded to the member.

"29 years old," the member replied grumpily.

"Tsk tsk, what a pity. Only 29, and he's about to see such a tragic scene," Pan Han muttered to himself, his words carrying a hint of oppressive aura.

Upon hearing this, the two people opposite felt an indescribable discomfort, a completely different sensation from their previous training.

"We underestimated you," to alleviate the discomfort, the squad leader proactively spoke to Pan Han.

"Alright, let's not waste any more words. I'll just ask three questions. One: How can I and my family be spared? Two: Where is your Dragon Country Base located? Three: Where is your global headquarters located?" Pan Han slowly extended three fingers, speaking unhurriedly.

"You still want to live?" the squad leader sneered. For Pan Han to have killed four Knight Order members like this, there was almost no possibility of the kill order being revoked.

"You've got it backward. I'm giving you a chance. If the kill order isn't revoked, you'll all die," Pan Han chuckled.

"Hahaha, you're awesome, you're incredible. But I advise you to just go to bed," the squad leader burst into laughter without a second thought.

This was the funniest joke he had heard since joining the Knight Order.

It had always been the Knight Order taking others' lives; he had never heard of someone actively demanding their own lives.

For hundreds of years, countless people had tried to challenge the Knight Order's position, all ending in failure.

Now, for a mere Pan Han to say such a thing, it was truly ridiculous!

"Very good, you won't talk, will you? Then let's begin. This member, you can take notes. Later, tell the next person what happened here," Pan Han stretched his wrists and slowly walked over to the squad leader.

The squad leader's expression hardened, and he suddenly kicked out with both legs, aiming straight for Pan Han's knees.

Clang!

The squad leader was bounced back with brute force!

Exaggerated!

Shocking!

Simply outrageous!

Both the squad leader and the member were stunned!

The squad leader had practiced martial arts since childhood, and these iron legs had kicked countless people to death, yet they were actually bounced back!

The member watched as Pan Han didn't even move, completely defying the laws of physics.

"Sorry, squad leader. Since you don't want to talk and are seeking death, don't blame me." With that, Pan Han found a piece of rag and tightly gagged his mouth.

Then, he turned his hand into a blade and chopped down fiercely, breaking both of the squad leader's legs clean off!

Pan Han chuckled, twisted his hand casually, and the two lower legs separated from the thighs.

The squad leader roared, his vision went black, and he fainted.

Pan Han threw the two lower legs in front of the member and said, "You see? This is the consequence of not being honest."

The member had seen many storms, and murder and dismemberment were commonplace for him; he was almost immune to corpses.

However, this was the first time he had seen someone like Pan Han, who could sever legs with just his bare hands.

The member's legs began to tremble, and his eyes showed fear. He vaguely felt that he had messed with the wrong person this time.

Pan Han looked at the squad leader, not delivering the killing blow. He would deal with this person last.

"Come on, next!" Pan Han pulled the member to the next room.

Excluding the squad leader and this member, there were still eight opportunities. Pan Han refused to believe he couldn't get an answer.

Of course, the most likely one to talk was this member.

Dragging him to witness everything from start to finish, Pan Han didn't believe he wouldn't be scared!

Upon entering this room, the person inside actually looked very similar to the member.

"Twins??" Pan Han observed carefully and asked the member.

"This..." Without the squad leader's instructions, the member was momentarily unsure whether to speak or not.

"What did you do to our squad leader?" the member squatting on the ground asked fiercely. He had heard the squad leader's screams clearly.

"Less nonsense. Tell me, your base in Dragon Country," Pan Han slapped him, knocking out three teeth.

"If you want to ask, go ask your mother!" The guy squatting on the ground was still stubborn and refused to speak.

"Brother, why don't you try to persuade him?" Pan Han patted the member beside him, his expression serious.

"This..." The member hesitated.

According to Knight Order rules, anyone who leaked organizational secrets would surely have their entire family wiped out.

However, if many people knew they were going to be purged by the organization, they would choose to commit suicide, which was more dignified and avoided suffering.

In the current situation, if they didn't speak, they would surely be tortured to death, which was too much suffering.

Although both led to death, a normal person would choose to leave quietly.

"He doesn't need to persuade me, just do it," the guy squatting on the ground remained stubborn.

"Alright then, I'll grant your wish." Pan Han walked over to him, placed both hands on his shoulders, and applied a little force.

Both arms were dislocated!

"Ah!!!!!!" The member screamed and fainted.

Pan Han then took out a rope, tied him back up, and then carried his arms over to the little follower.

"How about you hold these for me?" This member's hands were still bound, and he shook his head desperately, not wanting to do it.

By this point, this member already believed that he was currently in hell.

The person in front of him was not Pan Han at all, but a demon from hell!

He had carried out countless missions, but he had never been as terrified as he was now.

A stream of urine flowed down his crotch to the ground, and his legs trembled uncontrollably.

"Hehe. Brother, don't worry, you're the last one!" Pan Han revealed a sinister smile, licking his lips.