"Hehe. Fortunately, the space is infinite." After Pan Han finished dealing with this group, he quickly came to the place where the more than 30 warlords who had surrendered before were imprisoned.

A dark shadow shuttled through the night, clearing out a building or hall every time it appeared.

Half an hour later, all the people from more than 30 warlords were taken into the space.

Pan Han clapped his hands and lit a cigarette: "Done."

Relaxed and enjoyable.

Guess how Pan Han feels now?

What does it feel like to eat tens of thousands of caviar in one bite?

How does it feel to kill tens of thousands of ants with one foot?

Low EQ statement: What does it have to do with you if I destroy you?

A person with high emotional intelligence says: The greatest respect you can show to your enemy is to kill him without mercy.

Anyway, the thing has been done, so what?

After smoking, Pan Han went back to his room to prepare for bed.

As soon as he got into bed, Ellie sat up and looked at him: "Are you done?"

It turned out that when Pan Han went out, Ellie woke up, and she vaguely guessed what he was going to do.

"Yeah, it's done!"

"Tens of thousands of people, so fast?"

“It makes no difference.”

"Boss, who are you?" Ellie suddenly said with some fear.

This kind of thing is hard for people in a peaceful world to accept.

Even if they were members of a killer group, Pan Han killed too many people too quickly.

In the past fifty years, the Knights have not killed as many people as Pan Han has in the past few days.

"Actually, I'm just a loser." Pan Han thought about it and didn't know how to answer.

"Why are you both humorous and cruel? Both kind and cold-blooded?" Ellie said, stroking Pan Han's face.

"Killing is not the purpose, but the purpose is to kill them." Pan Han's words seem contradictory but full of philosophy.

Ellie looked confused, but didn't ask any more questions. Instead, she hugged Pan Han tightly.

She could clearly feel the passion in Pan Han.