Forced Questioning

Chen Feng dragged the chair over and placed it to the side. Then, he casually found some gauze, tied their hands together, and directly walked into the bathroom to fill a basin with cold water. Then, he splashed it on their faces.

The two assassins became much more clear-headed. They shook their heads and looked around, not knowing what to do.

"Speak, who sent you? If I tell you, I can let you all live, but not talk about the possibility of you all spending your days in the hospital. "

Chen Feng indifferently swept his eyes over the two stupefied killers in front of him, and asked casually. No matter how careless he acted, the vicious light in his eyes made the two assassins feel a wave of fear.

"I, we don't know either."

One of the assassins spoke slowly, with a panicked expression on his face. His body was shaking slightly.

The expression on Chen Feng's face instantly turned gloomy, it seems like these two grandsons' mouths were quite hard?