Chapter 2289: cost

Chapter 2289 Price

"Don't you know me well? Su Han, a traitor from the Darkwalker organization."

Su Han walked up to the middle-aged man step by step, and said with a faint smile.

The middle-aged man seemed to be a genetic warrior, but his level was not very high, just like level five, he was so tightly suppressed by Su Han's spiritual power that he couldn't move at all.

Hearing Su Han's teasing, the middle-aged man hurriedly said: "Misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding."

He was extremely terrified.

I can't figure out how the other party moved directly from another planet, let alone how the other party locked his own coordinates.

In an instant, his mind fluttered, and countless guesses surged up.

"Now I know it was a misunderstanding."

Su Han smiled lightly: "At first I just wanted to ask for the address, but since everyone is here, let's do more things."

"what are you up to!"

The middle-aged man looked terrified.

In the next second, the spiritual power that wrapped around his body shook violently, and the middle-aged man let out a scream, his limbs became extremely twisted, and the veins on his head kept throbbing.

The mother-in-law looked at this scene indifferently, without any change in expression. In his eyes, middle-aged ants are like a speck of dust in the universe, and they don't even need to pay attention.

Today's appearance here is only because of Su Han.

"Does it hurt? People have to pay some price for what they say."

Su Han smiled.

"Don't, don't kill me..."

The middle-aged man broke out in a cold sweat from the pain.

But he hoped that the other party would not kill him. This injury can be healed as long as he rests for a while.

But in the next second, the mental strength was revived again.

The distorted limbs of the middle-aged man regained their original appearance, but this was not a real recovery, but a forcible twist, so he almost fainted on the spot due to the pain.

He has already begun to regret in his heart that he shouldn't have said those things to the other party today. If his words and deeds can be more humble, maybe he won't have to suffer such torture.

"Now that I'm asking you, you should be able to answer me honestly, instead of calling out a traitor?"

Su Han smiled lightly.

The middle-aged man nodded repeatedly.

"The coordinates of the breeding farm of the deep space chaebol."

Su Han said lightly.

The middle-aged man immediately reported a series of coordinates, and then he did not forget to add: "The guards over there are getting tighter and stricter. It has been a long time since our Darkwalker organization has successfully snatched anyone from them, so you have to be careful .”

"In order to save your life, your attitude is okay."

Su Han smiled.

The middle-aged man immediately put on a flattering face: "I can climb to this seat, so I know how to advance and retreat. Is there anything else you want to ask?"

"How many people like me are there in your dark walker organization, and what is their strength?"

Su Han asked casually.

"No, it hasn't been long. There should be about thirteen people, with different strengths. The strongest one is already an eighth-level psychiatrist, and he is the real high-level leader of our dark walker organization."

The middle-aged man said quickly.

"Is the bomb still on him?"

Su Han said.

"Still, still..."

The middle-aged man nodded awkwardly.

"That high-level brat is nothing more than a handy tool in your hands."

Su Han smiled lightly.

The middle-aged man didn't dare to talk to Su Han, so he could only look at Su Han begging for mercy: "I really know everything without saying anything, please don't hurt my life."

"I said, I just asked you for an address. Who wants your life? By the way, remember to tell the Dark Walker organization after we leave. I don't like people calling us traitors. The relationship between me and you Fate is over."

Su Han said lightly.

"Understood, I will bring the exact words."

The middle-aged man nodded quickly.

"Senior Po Whirling, let's go, go to this coordinate."

Su Han recounted the coordinates of the middle-aged man.

Po Suo nodded slightly, grabbed Su Han, and the two disappeared in the same place in an instant.

Losing the mental confinement, the middle-aged man collapsed directly, but the misplaced bones on his body made him howl in pain, and the secretary outside rushed in to take a look and was petrified.

"Get out, get out."

The middle-aged man said angrily.

The secretary was startled, and hurried out to close the door.

Then the middle-aged man immediately forcibly turned on the communicator and dialed a number.

Just such a simple action directly caused at least half a catty of cold sweat to break out from him.

"What's up."

A cold voice came from the communicator.

"Director, it's me. I was attacked by Su Han, and now I am seriously injured. I request the organization to send a medical team to treat me."

The middle-aged man said quickly.

"Su Han?"

"It's the traitor..."

The middle-aged man suddenly stopped talking, and then changed his words: "It's the guy who was recruited by us."