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Chapter 477 - 424: Bloody Butcher, Bloodstained Elegance Part 1

Chapter 477: Chapter 424: Bloody Butcher, Bloodstained Elegance Part 1

"Pan Jueming, your subordinates have already confessed; we have obtained evidence of your crimes, and all your resistance is futile!"

In an interrogation room in the Dong Hai Public Security Bureau, Sun Jian, who had led the team to Ao Xiang Villa, sat in front of the interrogation table, staring coldly at Pan Jueming, slightly annoyed.

The annoyance stemmed from the police having interrogated Pan Jueming for thirty-six hours already, and in the past thirty-six hours, Pan Jueming had suddenly become mute, knowing nothing when questioned and keeping his eyes shut, meditating.

Just like before, Pan Jueming kept his eyes closed, as if he hadn’t heard Sun Jian’s words at all.

In fact, he was very clear in his mind; although his subordinates had confessed and provided the police with evidence of his crimes.

However—

He and Ye Fan had communicated through a single line of contact, and the existing evidence could only prove his own crimes but not connect Ye Fan to the Dong Hai Gang!

And... the police were actually after evidence of Ye Fan’s crimes!

"Playing the silent game, huh? I want to see just how long you can keep this up!" Sun Jian finally lost his patience, and as he spoke, he purposefully glanced at the surveillance camera.

Soon, the police in the surveillance room turned off the monitor; the red light on the camera went out.

Seeing this, Sun Jian turned to two members of the Yanhuang Organization he had specially invited and asked, "He shouldn’t be able to break free from the handcuffs or leg cuffs to hurt anyone, right?"

"No."

The two members of the Yanhuang Organization responded in unison, vaguely guessing what Sun Jian intended to do.

"Gentlemen, it looks like he won’t speak anytime soon. Let’s go grab some food and come back to continue the interrogation," Sun Jian suggested.

"We will follow Mr. Sun’s arrangements."

Upon hearing this, one of the Yanhuang Organization members first looked at his colleague, and seeing no objection, nodded in agreement.

"You continue with the interrogation, and I’ll take two comrades from the Yanhuang Organization East Sea Branch to eat something," said Sun Jian as he stood up, giving instructions, his gaze meaningful.

"Yes, Mr. Sun!"

The remaining two police officers saluted and took orders immediately—they were both direct subordinates of Sun Jian and naturally understood his intentions.

Seeing this, Sun Jian wasted no more words and left the interrogation room with the two members of the Yanhuang Organization East Sea Branch.

No sooner had they left, Sun Jian’s two loyalists stood up simultaneously; the fatter one among them held an electric police baton in his hand, walking towards Pan Jueming with an evil aura on his face.

Feeling someone approaching, Pan Jueming realized something but still kept his eyes closed.

"Pan Jueming, oh no, should I say Boss Pan?"

Soon, the fat police officer holding the baton walked up to Pan Jueming and said in a mocking tone, "Even if you keep silent from the beginning to the end, the existing evidence is enough to nail you! Why endure such bodily torment?"

"Zzz—"

As the words fell, the fat police officer turned on the electric baton, a flash of blue light appeared, and electricity surged through the baton.

"I know, your stubborn resistance is because you do not want to betray your master, and you’re also fantasizing about your master saving you."

The fat police officer smiled as he extended the electrified baton towards Pan Jueming’s face, sneering, "But as I said, it’s just a fantasy! Fantasy, you understand? Your master is already finished! He can barely save himself, how is he going to save you?"

"Ptui—"

Hearing the fat police officer mention Ye Fan, Pan Jueming abruptly opened his eyes and spat in the face of the fat police officer.

"You’re courting death!"

The sudden act first shocked the fat police officer; then, he bellowed furiously and pressed the electrified baton against Pan Jueming’s shoulder.

The electricity struck, sending bone-deep pain all over Pan Jueming’s body, making him shiver uncontrollably as if he had been stripped naked and thrown into the Antarctic.

However—

Despite the torture, he clenched his teeth, not only refraining from grunting but also maintaining a disdainful expression as always.

"You indeed are a Martial Artist; you have a strong resistance to beatings."

Seeing this, the fat police officer was quite infuriated, yet he sneered as he turned the voltage to the maximum!

Clearly, he knew that if the voltage was increased slowly, Pan Jueming might adapt to the pain and ultimately become numb to it.

By immediately turning the voltage to the maximum, he could inflict the greatest agony on Pan Jueming!

"Szz—"

Sure enough, as the voltage was maximized, the pain increased tenfold. Pan Jueming gasped in cool air, his body hair stood on end, and his body trembled violently, with the handcuffs and leg cuffs constantly clanging against the torture chair, creating an incessant "clang" sound.

The intense pain twisted his facial muscles together, making him look exceedingly agonized, but his eyes still brimmed with disdain, mingled with a cold murderous intent!

That murderous intent seemed to tell the fat police officer in front of him that if given even the slightest opportunity, he would kill him!

"While your gaze is terrifying, looks can’t kill."

Feeling the murder in Pan Jueming’s eyes, the fat police officer’s heart skipped a beat; then, remembering that the two Yanhuang Organization members said Pan Jueming couldn’t resist, he sneered, "Moreover, you might not know, but I personally have a fondness for tough guys. However, do you think a man can still be called a tough guy if he can’t ’stand up’ anymore?"

As he spoke, the fat police officer sinisterly smiled, moving the baton away from Pan Jueming’s body and then slowly lowering it toward the area between Pan Jueming’s legs.

"Uh..."

Seeing this scene, the other police officer’s pupils dilated in shock, feeling a chill between his legs.

Meanwhile, Pan Jueming, mimicking Ye Fan’s demeanor, squinted his eyes, staring intently at the face of the fat police officer, as if trying to imprint the officer’s features deeply into his mind.

"Zzz—"

"Ah—"

Seeing Pan Jueming’s stubborn resistance, the chubby police officer coldly smiled and directly shoved the electric baton between Pan Jueming’s legs. The electric current passed through, and although Pan Jueming was a Postnatal Perfect Martial Artist with firm willpower, he couldn’t bear the pain and screamed, passing out from the agony.

"I thought martial artists had strong resistance to blows, but it seems that’s not the case."

The chubby police officer smiled sadistically and then suddenly placed the electric baton on Pan Jueming’s heart, shocking him awake from unconsciousness to continue torturing him.

However—

No matter how the chubby police officer tortured him, Pan Jueming persisted without speaking. Eventually, when the officer saw Pan Jueming’s beast-like gaze, he couldn’t help but feel a chill in his heart.

Having no choice, the chubby police officer had to leave the interrogation room and call Sun Jian to report.

An hour later, Sun Jian arrived at the interrogation room with two members of the Yanhuang Organization East Sea Branch, only to see Pan Jueming, previously meditating, with disheveled hair, pale face, and bloodshot eyes.

Seeing this scene, the two Yanhuang Organization members exchanged glances, both realizing that in the past hour, Pan Jueming must have suffered unimaginable torture; otherwise, with the strength of a Postnatal Perfect Martial Artist, he wouldn’t be in such a disheveled state!

"Scum, use whatever methods you have. If Grandpa Pan utters even half a word of fear, it means you raised me!" As if to confirm their suspicions, Pan Jueming, eyes red, stared at Sun Jian and said with a laugh.

That smile, like that of a devil’s, made Sun Jian feel a chill run down his spine.

Even the two Yanhuang Organization members felt their hearts skip a beat!

"Heh... Pan Jueming, I know you resist to death because you think Ye Fan can evade legal sanctions and come to rescue you!"

After the heart palpitation, Sun Jian adjusted his emotions and coldly laughed, "Sadly, your hopes are going to be dashed—just a moment ago, Ye Fan was captured by the Yanhuang Organization Law Enforcement Team!"

Huh?

Startled by Sun Jian’s words, both of Sun Jian’s direct subordinates and even the two Yanhuang Organization members showed shocked expressions!

"Haha... hahaha... hahahaha..."

As Sun Jian’s words rang in his ears, and seeing the astonished expressions of the four men, Pan Jueming laughed uncontrollably, as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world.

Seeing this, Sun Jian knew he hadn’t tricked Pan Jueming, and his eyebrows furrowed involuntarily.

"In the past, many thought Mr. Ye would fall, but every time, Mr. Ye slapped those fools loudly in the face!"

After laughing, Pan Jueming said mockingly, "This time, who dares say that Mr. Ye will definitely fall?"

Could it be?

At this moment, the group of five, including Sun Jian, were somewhat hesitant.

"You are Sun Jian, right?"

After laughing, Pan Jueming glared coldly at Sun Jian, his voice hoarse, "I remember you. And I remember everything that fat pig did to me just now!

The humiliation today, when Mr. Ye comes to get me out, I will return it to you tenfold, a hundredfold! I swear!!"

Click!

As Pan Jueming’s firm words echoed in their ears, and looking at Pan Jueming’s fierce face, neither the chubby police officer nor Sun Jian could help but shiver violently!

A deep fear from the depths of their souls, like a seed after a spring rain, began to sprout in their hearts!

"Impossible!"

"Ye Fan will never escape punishment!!"

Amidst their fear, the two consoled themselves with wishful thinking, trying to dispel the fear in their hearts, but the more they tried to suppress it, the deeper the fear grew.

Seeing this, the two members of the Yanhuang Organization couldn’t help but think of the legends Ye Fan had enacted time and again, and the same thought occurred to them: if Ye Fan doesn’t fall, it won’t just be Sun Jian and the chubby police officer who are unlucky, but a whole group of people!

But—

In their view, there were no ’ifs’ in this world.

Given what Ye Fan had done this time, they didn’t believe Ye Fan could escape the legal and Yanhuang Organization’s sanctions!

Impossible?

A thousand miles away, at Taipei port.

As night fell, a cargo ship from Singapore slowly docked at the port, and the crew members disembarked one after another.

In the darkness, no one saw Ye Fan, like a ghost, jump down from the cargo ship and instantly disappear into the night.

This day.

Was Ye Fan’s first time on Taiwan Island.

This day.

Years later, was recorded in the history books.

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PS: First update!

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