Seeing the assassin's disdainful tone, Qin Shaofeng did not say much.
But the next moment, Qin Shaofeng frisked the assassin and searched out the dagger, several small pistols, and various other assassination weapons hidden on him.
When he saw Qin Shaofeng uncover every assassination weapon he had concealed, a flicker of panic flashed through the assassin's eyes.
Even though he had fallen into Qin Shaofeng's hands and had no power to resist, those assassination weapons still gave him a faint hope of turning the tables.
After all, Qin Shaofeng was not the first martial artist he had targeted. He had carried out assassinations against martial artists several times before.
He still had confidence in himself.
But now, his chance to turn things around seemed even slimmer.
"Hmph, is this all you've got? You only searched out the weapons on me!"
The assassin spoke disdainfully. Even so, there was not the slightest fear in his heart.
Qin Shaofeng smiled and ignored him, merely selecting a bayonet from among the weapons he had searched off the assassin.
Although he could use powerful mental force to befuddle someone's mind, unfortunately, with Qin Shaofeng's current mental strength, he could barely try it on an ordinary person like Xu Wentao. Against an assassin like this, it was not very realistic.
That was why Qin Shaofeng planned to start with a few cruel tortures.
Then Qin Shaofeng looked at the assassin and said with a smile, "Then let's begin the game!"
When he saw Qin Shaofeng pick up a bayonet, disdain filled the assassin's eyes.
Qin Shaofeng did not mind. He said calmly, "I'll give you one chance now. If you still refuse to talk, then don't blame me for being rude!"
The assassin said nothing, but the disdain in his eyes only deepened.
"Mm, you've