"Alright, no more nonsense with you."
Seeing the assassin like this, Hao Jian didn't want to waste any more words with him. He directly extended two fingers and said, "Now I'm giving you two choices. One, tell me everything you know, don't try to fool me, I know what you know. If your answer satisfies me, I'll let you go. The second option is I torture you first and then kill you!"
Facing Hao Jian, the assassin tightly gripped the assault rifle without saying a word, his gaze fixed on Hao Jian, the meaning was self-evident—he refused Hao Jian's proposition.
This was something Hao Jian realized just by looking at the assassin's expression after he finished speaking. His mouth twisted downward, his eyes turned cold, and he snorted, "Incompetent!"
As his words fell, his foot slammed onto the ground, his figure shot out like an arrow leaving the bowstring, aimed straight at the assassin.
