I set up a shelter organization

"I'm telling you everything! Don't come over here!"

The killer watched in horror as Bai Zuo covered his face with the wet paper.

It's black in front of you.

The wet paper stuck tightly to his face with great adsorption capacity. Although his breathing was obstructed due to the thin paper, he could still breathe a little air through the wet paper.

Ah, it's so hard to breathe. Just one layer is already so difficult, and then it will continue to accumulate. It will become more and more difficult for him to breathe, and this pain will continue for a long time.

This kind of cruel torture is simply not something a human can endure.

"Mmmm!" The killer shook his head violently, shouting in his heart: I've already told you I will confess everything, why are you still sticking close to me?

Then he heard the person standing in front of him say, "Because someone told me that Mr. Killer is very stubborn and refuses to reveal any information no matter how severely he is tortured. I think such a killer would not be scared into revealing everything just because of a little intimidation, right?"

"So, I've prepared a lot of methods, and I'm planning to try them all on Mr. Killer."

That’s not right. Listen to me, I really want to be honest.

The killer was so excited that he wanted to open his mouth to defend himself.

But because of the wet paper sticking to him, he could only make a mumbling sound.

Another layer of wet paper was put on top.

Accompanied by the demonic whispers of the white left: "Mr. Killer is clearly not afraid of death, so why does he act so afraid of it? What is he trying to hide?"

"At first, Mr. Killer didn't seem to expect his own death. Why? He thought he was just taking on a regular assassination mission, targeting an ordinary company owner."

"I thought this mission was very lucrative, so I didn't expect to fail."

The killer's heart tightened.

His eyes rolled around, and this person had guessed all his thoughts.

"Mr. Killer is conflicted. He wants to survive, but he's also afraid of revealing any secrets under torture. Does someone have evidence against him?"

The killer's fingers trembled uncontrollably, ever so slightly. If he hadn't been staring at it, it would have probably been overlooked.

The killer's breathing became heavier and more panicked.

So sad.

It was getting harder to breathe.

Feeling on the verge of suffocation yet not suffocating, I could only breathe harder, trying to breathe in that little bit of air through the wet paper.

Coupled with the constant disturbances in his ears, both mentally and spiritually, the killer's heart was tightly gripped and the blood in his body rushed upwards.

What a pain!

"Let me guess, what secret would this killer, even at the cost of his life, keep? Is it his family?"

The killer kept shouting in his heart: Stop talking, don't go on.

No!

No relationship with his family.

"It seems so~"

An indescribable fear rose in the killer's heart.

What did he know? What did he know?

The killer felt that this terrifying man had seen through him from head to toe. The secret he wanted to keep seemed so shallow and ridiculous in the other's eyes.

The killer felt a physical nausea rising up.

Pain, so much pain, both physically and mentally, he was suffering unimaginable torture.

He would endure this pain and be tortured for more than ten minutes before dying. No, perhaps the other party would peel off the wet paper when he was on the verge of death and continue to use other methods on him.

This kind of person has no heart at all. Maybe killing someone is not a big deal to the other person, but compared to ending it quickly and cleanly, he prefers torturing the other person slowly.

The words of Bai Zuo undoubtedly broke his psychological defenses. He no longer had the initial determination in his mind, and he no longer wanted to abide by the ethics of a killer.

What are the industry rules?

He just wanted the other party to stop torturing him.

The wet paper was peeled off.

The killer's face, with dilated pupils, was revealed. "I'll tell you everything."

No, he couldn't say that. If he exposed the client's information and caused the client to get into trouble, it would be disqualified for a killer like him who accepted tasks on the dark web.

The killer's family is in the hands of the dark web. If he dares to expose it and damage the reputation of the dark web, then one can imagine what will happen to his family.

The killer thought about it and decided to follow his previous plan and just make up some false information.

Just when he was about to speak.

Bai Zuo leaned closer to him and said, "Even though Mr. Killer's face is somewhat disguised, his true appearance can still be seen. I am not very talented, but I do know some technological means."

"You have such deep feelings for your family, so the time you've spent with them must have been quite a while. You're afraid of death, yet you still became a killer. You're afraid of death, but you're willing to keep secrets for your family. You have such deep feelings for your family, so did you become a killer for them?"

"It's amazing. I really admire such a killer."

"However, the longer you stay with your family, the more careful you are. Even if you are cautious, you will leave some traces. If someone is willing to investigate, they will be found quickly. After all, this is the era of big data, and surveillance cameras are everywhere."

Bai Zuo's tone was full of admiration, and his eyes were shining as he looked at the killer. He liked the malice in human nature, but also hated the malice in human nature.

Because he can control people's hearts and because of the heart poison, he can easily see through the malice hidden deep in other people's hearts. That is the most rotten, smelly and ugly side of human nature that cannot be looked directly at.

On the one hand, he was attracted by the malice because of the strangeness of the contract, and on the other hand, he felt extremely disgusted by this ugly malice.

Everything was the same, nothing worth his attention.

The killer's personality is not unique. The only thing that interests him slightly is the contradiction between his fear of death and his desire to protect his family.

The killer's pupils dilated as he understood the implication of the white left's words.

His weakness of caring about his family has been exposed. It may only be a matter of time before the other party wants to find his family. If he tells his family, they will die, and if he doesn't, his family will also die.

Even though he had been carefully avoiding high-reward and high-risk missions, he still fell into a bottomless pit.

Maybe this is the retribution for killing so many people?

The killer has accepted his fate.

But at this moment, the demon said, "However, we are a legitimate company after all. We know that the disaster will not affect your family. If you can explain it clearly, Mr. Killer, perhaps we can help you solve the small problem of your family being controlled."

The killer looked at him in disbelief.

At this time, his mind was already somewhat confused, and as soon as this life-saving straw was handed to him, he couldn't wait to grab it.

"Can you really save my family?"

The smile on Bai Zuo's face deepened. "Don't you know very well our strength?"