At the start, remove human limitations and start killing!

Su Han clenched his hands slightly, his knuckles making a crisp cracking sound.

He could feel the surging power within him, and it was still increasing.

Now his basic boxing skills are perfected, and he has also incorporated the power generation techniques of Tianxiang Zhuang Gong.

His control over power has reached a point where he can control it freely, and he also knows how to use it with restraint.

He needed to get some information from Zhang Qu, so he didn't kill him outright.

At this moment, Zhang Qu collapsed in the ruins, several of his teeth broken.

"You, you!"

He stared intently at Su Han, his eyes filled with shock and bewilderment.

The force of that slap was terrifying.

Just a few days ago, this kid was just an ordinary college student who was pinned to the ground, unable to even struggle.

How come... a single slap sent me flying several meters?

What exactly happened during this time, and why has it become so terrifying now?

Could this kid have mastered a secret martial art?

When did this kid start practicing?

"Su Han." Zhang Qu had caught his breath and, with a trembling voice, managed to regain his composure as director.

"I'm warning you, this is a patrol station."

"Assaulting law enforcement officers is a capital offense."

"Death penalty?" Su Han interrupted Zhang Qu, then suddenly laughed.

The smile was devoid of warmth, chilling to the bone.

"My parents were dismembered, my sister was severely injured, and the murderer is still at large."

"Your patrol station framed me, tortured me into confessing, and wanted me dead."

"You're talking to me about the death penalty now?"

Su Han walked forward step by step.

Zhang Qu tried to move, but he couldn't muster the strength.

"Don't come any closer!" Zhang Qu shouted, his voice stern but his tone weak.

"My men are all outside. They'll rush in as soon as I shout."

"Su Han, I advise you to turn yourself in as soon as possible; it might lessen your punishment."

"Shout." Su Han stopped and looked down at him.

"Let's see if anyone comes."

Zhang Qu was stunned.

He then realized that with such a commotion, someone should have rushed in from outside long ago.

But now it's eerily silent, eerily quiet.

Zhang Qu gradually had a bad feeling.

"You, you took them all..." Zhang Qu's voice trembled slightly.

But Su Han was already in front of him, so he said no more.

He lifted his foot and gently stepped on Zhang Qu's left knee.

The movements appeared slow and gentle.

But at the moment of contact.

"Snap!"

A clear sound of bones shattering rang out.

"Aaaaaah!!!" Zhang Qu screamed in agony.

He curled up like a shrimp, clutching his left leg tightly with both hands.

The knee was twisted in a bizarre way, with broken bones piercing blood vessels and blood gushing out.

"Help! Someone help me!"

Zhang Qu screamed wildly in the office.

"There was an attack by thugs."

"Get someone here right now!"

The cries for help continued for half a minute, but the corridor remained deathly silent.

Zhang Qu's face immediately went from flushed to deathly pale, and finally turned ashen.

He looked at Su Han one last time, his eyes completely overwhelmed by fear, and his voice was trembling with sobs.

"Spare me!"

"Su Han, no, Master Su."

"Please, spare me! I'm just an errand boy..."

Su Han squatted down and asked calmly.

"Who is the murderer who killed my parents and injured my sister?"

Upon hearing this question, Zhang Qu shuddered.

His eyes darted away, and his lips trembled.

"I don't know about this either."

"I just did what I was told; I really don't know anything else..."

His voice grew softer and softer, and he became increasingly insecure.

Su Han had no patience to waste time with him and stood up again.

Lift your foot.

This time, the target was the right knee.

"No, no! I'll tell you, I'll tell you everything."

"Snap!"

The crisp sound interrupted him.

Then came a series of Zhang Qu's screams.

Su Han simply looked at him calmly, her expression unchanged.

"You continue."

"I...I really don't know..." Zhang Qu screamed and cried.

"I was just someone who got paid to do things, I replaced the murderer in the case with you, I don't know anything else..."

Still pretending to be stupid.

Su Han raised his foot again and began to stomp on Zhang Qu's right leg segment by segment.

Amidst the carnage, Zhang Qu completely broke down.

"Please stop stepping on me, I beg you, please let me go this time."

"I really can't say it, I'll die if I do, my whole family will die..."

He lay in a pool of blood, his nose and tears mixed together.

"My wife and children are in Jinghai, they'll wipe out their whole family..."

Su Han also stopped what he was doing and remained silent for two seconds.

His tone carried a hint of anger.

"Then do my parents deserve to die?"

"Should my sister have all her bones broken and just lie in the ICU waiting to die?"

Zhang Qu opened his mouth, but no sound came out.

Su Han then reached directly and took a cell phone out of Zhang Qu's pocket.

Zhang Qu unlocked the screen using his fingerprint and then searched for the number in his contacts.

There were several unfamiliar phone numbers inside, without any notes.

Su Han then directly looked through his phone in front of Zhang Qu, while carefully observing his subtle reactions.

His comprehension and physical condition are now vastly different from what they used to be.

Their thinking speed is astonishingly fast, and their observation skills are extremely sharp.

When he turned to a number, Zhang Qu's eyelids twitched.

Although it was only for a moment, Su Han still noticed and confirmed the number.

He immediately clicked the dial button.

The phone rang five times before it was answered.

Then came a young woman's voice, asking coldly.

"Is everything settled?"

Based on just this one sentence.

This confirmed Su Han's suspicions: even if the woman on the other end of the phone wasn't the direct perpetrator, she was definitely connected to the killer.

She didn't even ask anyone; she just asked to confirm the result.

Su Han remained silent for two seconds.

Then he slowly held the phone out in front of Zhang Qu, giving him a threatening look to signal him to speak properly and get away with it.

Zhang Qu looked at his phone and then at Su Han, before nodding solemnly.

Su Han then brought the phone close to Zhang Qu's ear.

But to everyone's surprise, Zhang Qu took a deep breath, as if he had made up his mind.

The next second.

Then, a rapid-fire roar suddenly erupted.

"Help! He escaped! He broke my leg in my office! Please save me! Spare my wife, children, and elderly parents..."

Su Han's eyes turned cold.

With lightning speed, he grabbed Zhang Qu's chin with one hand and twisted it forcefully.

"Click."

His jaw dislocated instantly, and his roar turned into a muffled whimper.

But it was too late; the person on the other end of the phone already knew that the patrol station had run into trouble.

There was only a brief silence.

That cold female voice came out again.

"Who are you?"

"And who are you?" Su Han asked in return.

There was no answer to the question; the other person simply said coldly.

I don't care who you are.

"You're dead."

He then hung up the phone immediately.