Just as Zhang Xing finished speaking, the assassin felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar. His entire body was emitting cold air.
This young master has such a strong murderous aura. What does he want to do?
"Lord Zhang, can you give me something to eat? I'm so hungry that I don't have the energy to write."
Zhang Xing waved his hand, and a big pot appeared on the ground. Steam was coming out of it.
When the assassin saw this, he almost cried. Brother, I don't want to eat porridge. I want to eat meat!
As a high-level martial artist, his internal organs were a hundred times better than ordinary people's. Even if he was hungry for three days, he could still eat fish and meat immediately.
Besides, he was a great assassin. Every meal was delicacies. When had he ever eaten bland and tasteless porridge?
I'll endure it!
He picked up the big ladle in the pot and began to drink the porridge.
The more he drank, the more tasteless it became. He felt extremely aggrieved. They don't even treat me as a human. Such a big pot and ladle are used to feed animals.
Tears flowed silently in his heart. A fallen phoenix was worse than a chicken!
He drank spoonful after spoonful, showing a grateful expression on his face. He even smacked his lips to express the sweetness of the rice porridge.
He couldn't help but think of his childhood days of living in the open. He was hungry and hungry. At that time, even half a bun would be delicious, let alone porridge.
After he grew up, he became rich and killed people to make money. He forgot about this kind of hard life. Now that he thought about it, he didn't feel that it was very hard.
His mood changed, and the taste of the porridge also changed. He suddenly felt that it was a hundred times more fragrant than fish and meat.
But when he wanted to take another spoonful, the big pot and ladle in front of him disappeared.
"Okay, I see that you're full. Hurry up and write!"
Hearing Zhang Xing's indifferent voice, the assassin instantly burst into tears.
Brother, how do you see that I'm full?
I only drank five spoonfuls, and it's only half a spoonful. I didn't even fill my stomach. You're too cruel.
This is abuse of a captive. It's against the rules of war!
Zhang Xing didn't care what he thought. He was already merciful to people who wanted to kill him. He gave them water and food.
If he fell into the hands of anyone else, it would be strange if he didn't beat them up. How could they still want water and food?
No way.
He threw the pen and paper on the ground and said, "Write!"
The killer stuck out his buttocks on the ground and began to write seriously.
At the same time, the killers in the other two rooms were still tenaciously enduring. This kind of mental and physical torture was a hundred times stronger than other methods of interrogation.
In just a few short days, they had been ravaged. They asked themselves in their hearts, 'Do you still want to persist?'
How much longer could he last?
Might as well just throw in!
However, there was still a voice in his head that supported his body. At worst, he would die. He had to hold on. No matter what, he could not reveal a single word.
Ten minutes later, Zhang Xing took out three pieces of paper that were filled with names of people, places, and clans.
With a sweep of his Divine Sense, he memorized everything. Ignoring the assassin, he turned around and left Dragon Island.
The authenticity of this information still needed to be investigated. They couldn't start a massacre just based on the killer's one-sided statement.
It was easy to kill, but difficult to investigate and collect evidence. There were no intelligence experts around. If he acted rashly, he would definitely alert the enemy.
When the time came, it would be difficult to find more.
As the saying goes, to catch bandits, first catch the ringleader. Only by destroying their headquarters and making the killers at the lower levels lose their sense of direction would it be possible to eliminate the enemy to the greatest extent.
However, the Eugenko clan was not so easy to eliminate. If they caused a small commotion in the bustling Wanwu City, the whole country would know about it. How were they going to kill the killers at the periphery?