Zhang Xing released the assassin who was on the verge of collapse.
Compared to the other two, his willpower was much weaker.
However, Zhang Xing wasn't here to test their willpower. It was fine as long as one of them collapsed.
"Tell me the organization structure of your assassin group."
Zhang Xing sat on a chair in another secret room, drinking tea as he looked at the assassin who didn't even look human anymore.
"I'll talk, I'll talk, can you … give me some water to drink first?"
Along with the hoarse and broken voice was the sound of heavy breathing. The assassin's face was pale, and his lips were cracked like a 200-year-old man's.
"Say a few words first. If I think it's useful, you'll get a sip of water."
As Zhang Xing spoke, he sipped another mouthful.
The assassin swallowed his non-existent saliva and moved his body against the corner of the wall.
"Our organization is divided according to the continent's empire level. The lowest level organization in the third-class empire is called the Bronze Palace."
As he spoke, he looked at the cup with tears in his eyes.
Zhang Xing took another cup and slowly poured water into it.
Swish swish swish!
"Tell me everything you know. Not only will you get water to drink, but you'll also get meat to eat!"
Zhang Xing put down the teapot and waved his hand.
The cup floated to the front of the assassin.
The assassin's eyes lit up, and he immediately became spirited.
He impatiently grabbed the cup and poured it into his mouth …
Drip!
A drop of water flowed into his mouth, but it didn't fill his mouth as he expected.
His movements froze, and then he poured the water into his mouth with all his might.
How could there be only one drop?
He saw the water in the teapot flowing into the cup with his own eyes!
After a few seconds, he smacked his lips and put down the cup unwillingly.
Damn, where's the water you promised?
You're too trustworthy. I already said that I won't hide anything. Is there a need to play such tricks?
He held the grievance in his heart and didn't dare to show it, so he obediently continued.
"All the members of the Bronze Palace are called the Bronze Assassins, and they're all below the Monarch Realm."
"The headquarters is in … in … the Imperial Capital, Wanwu City … the Eugenko Family."
The Eugenko Family?
The Eugenko Family, a first-rate family in the City of Ten Thousand Martial Arts?
Zhang Xing was shocked. Who would have thought that they were actually assassins?
How bold! The Eugenko family didn't choose a secret place and set up the Bronze Hall in the family's headquarters.
No wonder no one had discovered it after so many years. How scheming!
With a tap of his finger on the table, the water in the pot drew a beautiful arc and fell into the assassin's cup. There was only half a cup left.
The killer finished it in one gulp and continued without being urged.
"I don't know who the Bronze Palace Master is, but there are many Vice Palace Masters in the palace. Every mission is issued from the Eugenko Family's headquarters."
"Our intelligence department in the capital is spread all over the streets and alleys. You can accept missions in any teahouse without going to the headquarters."
"Captain Zhang, that's all I know."
The killer had indeed picked out the most useful information and said it. At this point, it was the same whether they were dead or alive. There was no need to hide anything.
"You have strongholds in all five second-tier countries?"
Zhang Xing gave the killer another half glass of water.
"All of them. Most of them are active in the capital. Some of them are also set up in several large towns."
After drinking the water, the killer felt much better.
"Write down your contact information, secret notes, common language, all the intelligence stations in Wanwu City, and the list of personnel."
"Including the second-tier strongholds. Write down the personnel information!"
Zhang Xing's faint words were full of murderous intent.