Two hours later, Fang Han and Ingret's planes hovered over a highway. Fang Han pointed to a universal off-road that was running on the road: "It's them. {3w."

"Go ahead and wait for them in front!" Ingret snorted.

The helicopter accelerated, skipped the road obliquely, and turned around a bend from the side, preventing people on the car from seeing the helicopter, and then stopped onto the open space next to the road.

Fang Han and Ingret jumped out of the cabin, Ingret asked: "Wait for the tactical team to come over."

Fang Han shook his head: "There are only four, there is no need to wait for them."

"...Okay." Ingret said: "It's better to catch the live ones, find their organization, and completely destroy them!"

Fang Han pondered, "Did you bring a car-rejected nail?"

"No." Ingret said: "The tactical team should have taken it."

Fang Han frowned and thought: "That can only be a human-made accident!"

He slowly inferred a cypress tree with a thick waist next to him. The creaking sound made the helicopter pilot not far away tremble. This was a good tree as thick as his waist. Even a giant bear could not hit, but Fang Han slowly pushed it down bit by bit, which was an inhuman power!

Ingrit was also secretly shocked. He knew that Fang Han was extremely skilled in his kung fu, but he never knew where his limit was. Judging from his appearance, he didn't use all his strength to push down the tree. What an amazing power. It seemed like a dragon was hidden in his body!

Fang Han clapped his hands, looked at the cypress trees lying on the road, and nodded with satisfaction. This made it impossible for the car to pass, and they would not be alert.

Fang Han turned around and gestured to the pilot. Ingret singed: "Borne, hide the plane first!"

"I understand!" The pilot Bourne nodded quickly, the propeller turned again, the helicopter pulled up, and slowly disappeared from their sight.

Ingret said: "Can you really catch them?"

"No problem!" Fang Han smiled.

He took out the gun from his arms, and Ingret took it out too. The two of them took it back to their sleeves and stood on the side of the road, looking like they were going to get a ride.

A general-purpose off-road vehicle rushed over and saw the tree in front of him and Ingret. The car slowly slowed down. Then two muzzles stretched out from the window.

"Bang bang bang!" Fang Han raised his hand and shot three times, and the muzzle fell back into the car.

The off-road vehicle drew a big S arc, then turned violently, trying to turn around and escape. "Bang!" Fang Han shot another shot.

The off-road vehicle hit the tree with a "bang". The airbag opened. The two people in front of the car were trapped and unable to move. The two people behind broke the glass of the car and flew out of the car, falling to the other side of the tree.

Fang Han stepped forward to the two of them and kicked them one after another. They were shot on their shoulders, bleeding and their arms were dyed red.

Ingret ran to the side of the car and knocked a person with one hand. Fang Han went to the other side of the car and knocked the other person with another person.

"It's them!" Ingret said hatefully.

She believed in Fang Han's judgment, but everything was inconsistent. If it was an innocent passerby, it would be a big trouble. But when she saw them shooting without hesitation, she knew that the right person was caught.

They dragged the two guys out of the off-road vehicle, took out photos and compared them, then took out a ruler to measure their height: "I can't be wrong, 1.80 meters, 1.70 meters, 1.75 meters, 1.76 meters!"

The four of them were arranged in a row, with only their eyes able to move, as if they were tied up and sealed their mouths, but there was nothing in their mouths, and they were sealed by Fang Han.

Fang Han said: "When I help me record, I will review them first."

"Here?" Ingret asked.

Fang Han nodded: "They should have an escape route, find it first!"

Such actions generally require a good way out first, and someone will definitely accept it. Once they pass the specified time, the responder may leave and will never be found again.

"I'll record it later!" Ingret nodded slowly.

Fang Han slapped them again, and a muffled groan suddenly sounded, and the four people's bodies kept trembling, as if they were shocked.

Their faces were twisted and they were frightening and scary. Ingret dared to stare at them with a lewd look. No matter how hideous they were, they could not scare Ingret. She could see that the four of them were suffering inhuman pain, but there was no sympathy or sympathy at all. Thinking of the atrocities of the four of them, she wanted to kill them.

Their face turned red and they swelled around, as if they would explode at any time. The sweat quickly appeared a layer of dense beads of sweat. The beads of sweat quickly took shape and flowed down. The sweatshirts became wet in the blink of an eye, as if they were wet by dew.

Five minutes later, they were as naked as they came out of the water, with muffled groans from their throats, and their bodies curled up like shrimps.

Fang Han slapped the four people and their palms, and they stopped trembling and motionless, and their dull eyes were also motionless.

"Dead?" Ingret frowned.

Fang Han smiled: "I can't die, it's not that easy for them to die!"

He reached out and patted a young man, and said warmly: "Do you have anything to say?"

His face returned to normal, with a less red and distorted face, the young man looked very handsome, his eyes slowly turned and looked over, and he pulled the corners of his mouth with difficulty.

Fang Han nodded: "I understand, you don't want to say it."

He took a photo of the young man, and the young man groaned, his body trembled again, his face twisted, and he suffered the pain he had just now again, even more painful than before.

Fang Han looked at the other three, took a photo of them, and said in a warm voice: "Do you have anything you want to say?"

All three turned their heads, looking disdainful.

Fang Han smiled, patted them again, and sighed: "It seems that they have been trained in torture, and this organization should not be underestimated."

"Can you ask?" Ingrit asked. "These guys are very difficult."

Torture training is not that simple. It is not a casual beating and endurance of pain, but is based on real science and psychology, and special skills are required to prevent the psychology from collapse.

Fang Han smiled: "No matter how good they have received training, it's useless. Don't worry, take your time."

Ingret shook his head and said, "If it really doesn't work, forget it."

Fang Han said: "This is a good opportunity, you can't miss it."

Ingret's phone suddenly rang. She glanced at it: "It's the tactical team, they're coming."

Fang Han said: "Wait a few more minutes and let them stop and standby."

"Yes." Ingrit understands Fang Han's concerns and does not want people to see him torture him, so as not to speak out.

She answered the phone, issued an order to stand by on standby, and closed her phone: "Is there really a way to pry open their mouths?"

Fang Han said: "Human spiritual power is very strong and fragile. It is easy to defeat as long as they find the right method. It is rare for them to persist for so long. I don't know what power supports them."

His technique is truly painful to the bone marrow. It is more terrifying than the torture exerted by external forces. It can destroy a person's mental defense and will. No matter how strong the will is, it cannot be separated from the existence of ** unless a person like him who practices spiritual power has hope. It is impossible for ordinary people to do so.

Five minutes later, the four of them began to roll their eyes, like an epileptic seizure.

Ingret was startled and hurriedly looked at Fang Han, who looked calm and calm. He watched them quietly, carefully and calmly, as if holding a fishing rod and watching the fish not taking the bait.

Ingret looked at the phone for time, without urging, the four of them rolled their eyes, closed their eyes completely, and fell into a coma.

Ingret hurriedly asked, "Did you faint?"

Fang Han nodded.

"Do you want to wake them up?"

"Need not."

"What's the use of fainting and not feeling it?"

"Even if you are unconscious, you will feel pain, it is real pain."

The human body closes sensory channels, which is a self-protection mechanism. When you are unconscious, you will lose consciousness. However, Fang Han’s technique is strange. Even if you are unconscious, you cannot disconnect the pain. Instead, it becomes clearer and the pain is magnified ten times.

Five minutes later, Fang Han slapped them with a palm, and the four of them woke up, avoiding Fang Han's eyes. When facing Fang Han, they would feel inexplicable fear, just like a sheep facing a lion, and they could not suppress themselves.

Fang Han said gently: "Can you say it now?...Who is the one who responded to you, and where can I find them?"

He pointed to the handsome young man before: "You can tell me."

"...Samer, Yingning, in New York!" The handsome young man replied dejectedly.

Fang Han looked at Ingret. Ingret had turned on the recorder and frowned: "New York?!"

Fang Han said: "Take us over to see him!"

"Yes." The handsome young man nodded honestly, as if he had been completely replaced by someone, well-behaved and gentle, without any resistance.

Ingret looked strange and felt it was unreliable, which gave Fang Han a wink.

Fang Han said: "Let the people from the tactical team come over and take the three of them away. Let's go and meet Samer and Yingning for a while, how about it?"

Ingret frowned and asked, "Is it true?"

Fang Han smiled and said, "It's not fake."

"...Okay." Ingret picked up his cell phone, dialed the tactical team, and issued an order to ask them to come and answer.

Five minutes later, three dark and cold armed helicopters appeared above them and landed slowly. The hatch door opened, and the three tactical teams ran to Ingret in the blink of an eye.

Ingret directed them to take the three guys away, and the three helicopters left quickly. The helicopters that Fang Han and Ingret were riding left a little later.

Fang Han and the other two got on the off-road vehicle, Ingret drove, and Fang Han and the young man sat behind.

While driving, Ingret looked at the back. Fang Han chatted gently with the young man, talking like an ordinary person, without any sign of tension.

Fang Han asked the young man's name, Haria, who was originally from New York. Later, he went abroad with his friends and participated in the Holy Peace Organization, becoming an elite soldier, fighting to liberate all mankind and overthrow the government.

They can kill. People live in the world for death. No one does not die. There is no difference between dying early and late. As long as death is beneficial, it is good for human liberation and peace.

Fang Han shook his head. This guy was purely brainwashed and it was useless to say anything. He couldn't listen at all, so he could only make him afraid and obey.
Chapter completed!