Chapter 560 The Old Man's Unusual Behavior
"What? This is the damned thing that kidnapped Brother Demon?"
The fat man roared, clearly extremely angry.
"Um."
The silver-haired man nodded, then added from behind, "To confirm the exact time with his men, I found out that the demon man was arrested shortly after he left that time."
"This is the perfect time for us to go out and look for him."
Upon hearing this, Han Shuo's face also darkened.
I see, I see...
No wonder they had searched almost the entire territory of that country for more than a month without finding Cheng Shenghong.
If the tattooed man in front of them hadn't kidnapped Cheng Shenghong, they probably would have found him long ago.
In that case, Lao Wu and his group wouldn't have chosen to leave in sorrow, and he himself wouldn't have suffered so much torment that he became neither human nor ghost.
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Thinking of this, Han Shuo slowly drew the Tang sword from his waist.
But just as he was about to step forward, the fat man next to him reacted even faster.
"You harmed my brother, you're going to die!"
After that roar, the fat man, without saying a word, shifted his target and swung his fist, viciously punching the tattooed man.
"Ah—! Ah—! Ah…"
The tattooed man cried out in pain, his face showing a look of terror.
However, no matter how much he begged and wailed, the fat man's fists never stopped.
"Ah..." The scream grew weaker and weaker...
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Half a minute later, the fat man finally stopped, panting heavily.
At this moment, the tattooed man's face was already distorted from the beating, and he lay in a pool of blood with his eyes wide open.
He had stopped breathing...
He probably never imagined that he would be beaten to death today.
The culprit behind all this was that he captured Cheng Shenghong and sent him to the old man for human experimentation.
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"Whoosh~whoosh~whoosh..."
After venting his anger, the fat man was clearly much calmer.
Han Shuo sheathed the Tang sword again and patted him on the shoulder.
"Alright, Fatty, let's leave it at that for now."
"Um."
The fat man nodded, composed himself, and turned to drag the tattooed man's corpse toward the door.
"You two can interrogate him first. I'll go take care of things. It's bad luck to have a corpse in the room!"
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After the fat man left, Han Shuo's gaze sharpened again.
He stepped forward, bent down, grabbed the old man's hair, and asked.
Where did that person covered in mecha go?
At this moment, the old man was covered in bruises, his hair was disheveled, and his suit was covered in dust. He no longer had the demeanor of a powerful figure.
He ignored Han Shuo in front of him, instead staring blankly at the bloodstains and drag marks on the ground.
The tattooed man is dead. His most trusted henchman was beaten to death right before his eyes...
Although the old man was usually quite strict with all his subordinates, the tattooed man was the one who had followed him the longest. Over time, some feelings of affection inevitably developed between them.
At that moment, he felt a pang of sadness.
"Defeated, dead, over?"
Negative emotions constantly filled his mind.
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Just then, as Han Shuo frowned and was about to repeat his question, he saw the old man in front of him suddenly burst into maniacal laughter.
"Hehe, hahahaha!"
He seemed to have gone mad, his eyes filled with a fierce gaze as he roared wildly.
"Hahahaha! If I'm not mistaken, the humanoid weapon I created was once your friend, wasn't it?"
"How does it feel? Doesn't it make you feel bad seeing how I tormented your friend?"
"I'm telling you, he has completely become a weapon of slaughter. Want to regain his sanity? Hahahaha, that's nothing but a pipe dream!"
"Although I have lost, you will not have an easy time from now on!"
"Hahahaha! He will come back, and then it will be the death of all of you."
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Han Shuo slowly loosened his grip on the old man's hair.
He and the silver-haired man looked at each other.
The old man continued cursing incessantly, which annoyed Han Shuo, so he stepped forward and slapped him several times.
"Clap clap clap clap..."
He used a lot of force, and after a few slaps, the old man had several teeth knocked out. He stammered and couldn't speak clearly. The dizziness finally made him behave.
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Han Shuo helplessly shrugged at the silver-haired man.
"Keep interrogating him about the radar. Judging from his state, he probably doesn't know where Brother Yaonan went."
"At that time, I felt that when Brother Yaonan briefly regained his senses, he must have escaped his control. Since that's the case, it would be futile for me to ask any further questions."
"All right……"
The silver-haired man nodded, exhaled, and pondered carefully how to get the old man to reveal the whereabouts of the radar equipment.
Han Shuo sat on a chair to the side, lit a cigarette, and silently exhaled smoke.
He planned to stay there for a while, since he would be quite bored when he got back anyway.
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However, just as the room quieted down, the old man kneeling on the ground in the corner, without the two of them noticing, lowered his head and flashed a ruthless look in the corner of his eyes.
He knew he was doomed this time, and since that was the case, he didn't want these people to have an easy time even after he died!
"Ha ha ha ha!"
A loud laugh came from his mouth.
The next moment, the old man slowly raised his head.
Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth as he shouted angrily.
"Radar equipment? Very well, so you came here for this? I'll tell you where it is!"
"Um?"
Han Shuo and the silver-haired man both let out a soft "hmm" in unison.
What's going on? Why has this old man suddenly changed his tune? He's actually offering to tell the two of them the location where the radar equipment is hidden?
As the saying goes, "There must be something fishy going on when things are not normal," Han Shuo narrowed his eyes and pulled the silver-haired man aside, whispering to him.
"Brother Silver Hair, this old man's sudden relent is really unusual. We need to be careful; there might be a trap!"
"Yes, that's what I think too."
The two were discussing in hushed tones when the old man shouted out loud again with a disdainful look in his eyes.
"What? Scared? If you don't have the guts, why not just kill me?"
"But I'm telling you, even if you kill me, you'll never find this radar device!"
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A provocation tactic?
The two of them felt increasingly that something was wrong.
However, after exchanging a nod, Han Shuo and the silver-haired man walked up to the old man.
They absolutely must get their hands on this radar equipment.
Even if it's a trap, the two of them can't miss this rare opportunity!
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