At the start, remove human limitations and start killing!

Jinghai City, Yunfu District, Tai'an Road Patrol Station.

This is the most basic level of the official organization of the Yi Kingdom, mainly responsible for maintaining the security of various areas in the outer city.

Most of the staff in the institute are ordinary people who handle grassroots work.

At this moment, on the third floor.

Inside the director's office.

Zhang Qu was sitting on a leather sofa, holding his phone to his ear with a fawning expression.

He looked to be about forty years old, overweight, and with an oily face.

He was all smiles and speaking in a flattering tone, talking about Su Han.

"Miss Wang."

"Don't worry, I will definitely resolve this today."

"That kid Su Han is too tough. I'll have to work on him slowly, won't I?"

"I was indeed slow this time. I'll definitely be faster next time."

A young woman's voice came through the phone, extremely cold and impatient.

"Zhang Qu, this has taken too long; it's been five days and it's still not resolved."

"I'm telling you, this is your last chance."

"Mr. Mo has already inquired about this and said you've failed to perform your duties effectively!"

"If you keep dragging this on, there are a lot of people eyeing that spot on your butt."

Cold sweat broke out on Zhang Qu's forehead, and he quickly replied.

"Yes, yes, I understand. It will definitely end today."

"I want to see the confession, the written statement, and the surveillance footage—the whole set of materials—before tonight."

"Definitely! Definitely!"

"Beep beep—"

After the call finally ended, Zhang Qu wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

He slumped onto the sofa, lit a cigarette, and took a deep drag.

"Oh shit."

He muttered a curse under his breath.

However, he wasn't cursing Ms. Wang on the other end of the phone, but rather Su Han.

Now that he sits in this position of director, he has become accustomed to accepting money and doing things for the wealthy.

The Su Han incident is currently being handled.

According to past practice, he should be tortured into confessing and then imprisoned to await death.

But this kid is a little different.

"You little brat, you're too tough to be broken, aren't you?"

"Fine, then I'll just smash your bones to pieces!"

He was smoking, figuring out what to do next.

I was thinking about whether I should try some new methods to torture that kid and get him to sign the papers as soon as possible, turn on the surveillance cameras, take his statement, and go through the formalities.

Once the case is completely closed.

He can then get the money, and the higher-ups will be satisfied.

Just then, a thumping sound suddenly came from the corridor outside.

It sounded like something heavy falling to the ground.

Zhang Qu frowned immediately.

He just got scolded by Miss Wang and is in a bad mood.

Who's causing trouble outside now?

This just went against his wishes, so he yelled towards the door.

"Who's outside? What are they doing?"

No one responded.

Is nobody there? Then what's all that noise?

Zhang Qu's expression grew even more displeased.

Frustrated, he put down his cigarette, stood up, and slowly walked to the door.

He gripped the handle, ready to pull it open.

But the door opened by itself first.

Zhang Qu was taken aback.

Because he was standing at the door, and the door was partially backlit when it opened, he didn't have time to see the person's face clearly at first.

I could only see an outline.

He was short and somewhat thin, wearing tattered clothes covered in stains.

"Who is it?" Zhang Qu asked irritably, starting to curse.

"You have people with you, why didn't you say anything just now!"

"Don't you know how to knock before coming in?"

"Which department are you from, kid? Don't you want to work here anymore...?"

As Zhang Qu continued cursing, he suddenly sensed something was wrong.

He smelled the overwhelming stench of blood, and the man's figure became increasingly familiar.

Zhang Qu calmed down and asked in a deep voice.

"Who are you?"

Su Han immediately took a step forward, and his face became clear.

It came into Zhang Qu's view.

It was a young, pale face with delicate features, but his eyes were like two deep pools.

Zhang Qu's mind went blank for a second before he recognized the person.

"You are... Su Han?"

Zhang Qu was immediately startled.

Her eyes widened, and she instinctively took a step back.

How is that possible?

Shouldn't this kid still be in the basement?

Shouldn't he be chained up and continued to be tortured?

And what about Zhang Ping and Yu Qiang? How could they have let this kid escape?

Countless questions flooded Zhang Qu's mind.

But he was a seasoned veteran, and he quickly regained his composure.

He sized up Su Han.

Su Han stood ramrod straight, his body tattered, his eyes cold.

Most importantly, Su Han's hands were stained with blood.

This shouldn't be his blood.

His original wounds had already scabbed over.

So the bloodstains on his hands belonged to someone else?

Zhang Qu's heart skipped a beat.

His pupils constricted, and he was filled with horror.

Has something happened?

However, the next moment, Zhang Qu immediately thought of Su Han's background.

I come from an ordinary family. My parents own a noodle shop, my older sister is a kindergarten teacher, and I am a student at Jinghai University.

When we caught this kid before, he resisted, but he was easily subdued and had no strength at all.

What kind of trouble can a college student like this cause?

It's possible that Zhang Ping and Yu Qiang simply overlooked it.

That kid actually managed to sneak out.

Yes, that must be it.

What other explanation is there?

Thinking about this...

Zhang Qu's face quickly darkened, and he regained his usual stern demeanor.

"Su Han, how dare you sneak out on your own!"

He pointed at Su Han's nose and demanded an explanation in a stern voice.

"Who let you out?"

"This is a prison break, do you know that?"

"That's an even more serious offense."

Su Han didn't speak, she just looked at him quietly.

That look made Zhang Qu feel uneasy, but he still gritted his teeth and continued to curse.

"What's wrong?"

"You bastard, you killed your own parents, do you think you can kill me now?"

"Let me tell you, this is a patrol station."

"This is my territory."

"You dare move a muscle? I'll show you..."

Zhang Qu hadn't finished speaking.

Su Han made a move.

Without any warning, without any preparation, he raised his hand and slapped her across the face.

The movement was not fast, even a bit slow.

But Zhang Qu couldn't escape at all.

He watched as the hand approached and grew larger in his field of vision.

At last.

"Smack!!!"

A crisp slap echoed in the private office.

Zhang Qu felt as if he had been hit by a truck; he was instantly lifted off the ground and slammed heavily onto the desk.

The table was smashed to pieces, and its contents were scattered all over the floor.

Zhang Qu lay in the ruins, half of his face swollen beyond recognition.

Four or five teeth fell out and were vomited up mixed with blood.

now.

He was stunned.

My ears were ringing and I was seeing stars.

He raised his head, looked at Su Han with difficulty, his face full of disbelief.