Chapter 1106 1066: Can't Handle Him?

"Wanheh, this kid refuses to speak no matter what, he's impenetrable. What should we do?" As Chen Fei was meditating with his eyes closed, Gong Zhengchun couldn't help but grit his teeth and say.

Initially, he thought that if Chen Fei was brought into the National Security Team and got scared, they could seize the opportunity to intimidate him a bit. Once he loosens his lips, things would be much easier.

By then, even if something was black, they could make it seem white!

But now, this kid has been brought into the National Security Team and not only does he not fear them, but he also dares to act arrogantly with a sky-high attitude. How could he not feel stifled?

"If he refuses to speak, there's nothing I can do," Gong Wanheh also looked helpless and said angrily, "Forget it, let's take it slow. Anyway, this is the National Security Team. Even if that kid gets wings on his back, he shouldn't think about flying out."

"But what if..."

Gong Zhengchun hesitated and asked, "But what if the Xuu Family sends someone to bail him out?"

In fact, he knew very well that they brought Chen Fei in here completely abusing their authority, twisting reason. If the Xuu Family came knocking, I'm afraid they couldn't do anything about it.

"Otherwise, Wanheh, why don't you get someone to rough him up? Let's vent some frustration before we talk,"

Thinking of this, Gong Zhengchun couldn't help but say with vicious intent.

As long as they mess with Chen Fei first and let off some steam, even if the Xuu Family comes to bail him out, it doesn't matter.

Anyway, they'd vented their anger, and that kid would have to swallow his broken teeth silently. Helpless.

"Second Uncle..." Upon hearing this, Gong Wanheh's face changed slightly and said, "Second Uncle, this is the National Security Team, with so many eyes watching. It's not something you can mess around with as you please."

"Well, okay. I was just saying." Seeing Gong Wanheh say this, although Gong Zhengchun was unwilling, he could only respond awkwardly.

"But now, the Xuu Family, wanting to take someone from our National Security Team... I'm afraid they're not influential enough anymore." At this moment, Gong Wanheh suddenly laughed coldly.

"Hmm?" Gong Zhengchun paused slightly, wondering, "What do you mean by that?"

"Second Uncle, didn't you say before? That Xuu Family person... probably won't survive tonight?" Gong Wanheh said with a cold smile.

"Ah!"

"Oh, how did I forget that?"

Upon hearing this, Gong Zhengchun clapped his hands and laughed, his eyes filled with a sinister smile, "Without that old leader from the Xuu Family, they're a toothless tiger! Even if Xuu Wangyang has some influence, compared to our Gong Family, it's not on the same level at all."

"Exactly!" Gong Wanheh laughed too and said, "Alright, Second Uncle, you can go back first. As for this kid, don't worry. I have ways to make him talk. Even if I can't..."

He whispered coldly and maliciously into Gong Zhengchun's ear, "Even if I can't, I have ways to make him suffer! Daring to act all arrogant in front of me, Gong Wanheh, he must be tired of living, how foolish."

"Alright, alright..." Upon hearing this, Gong Zhengchun smiled broadly.

"Then Wanheh, Second Uncle will leave it to you." Gong Zhengchun left with a full smile on his face.

"Yes. Go, turn on the interrogation lights." Gong Wanheh nodded and ordered the person beside him.

Ka!

Suddenly, the eight glaring lights inside the interrogation room changed into fiery red interrogation heating lamps.

These interrogation heating lamps were specially designed with terrifying power levels. So even if an Innate Level Ancient Martial Artist were to enter this fully sealed interrogation room, within two hours, they'd start feeling extremely uncomfortable due to dehydration!

The setup was such that, to put it bluntly, given enough time, it could cause fatalities.

Other places wouldn't dare to do this, but the National Security Team dared!

"Haha, is this it? Truly unranked tactics, so boring...."

Feeling the 'weak' interrogation lamp glows, Chen Fei shook his head. These things might work on ordinary people, but against him, well, consider them toys, just for show.

"Hmph! Under these special interrogation lamps, I wonder how long you can keep your mouth shut? Fighting against me, Gong Wanheh? Hah, how ignorant?"

Gong Wanheh clearly felt satisfied with his tactics, gazing coldly and mockingly at Chen Fei through the large black screen, wondering how long the kid could last?

Five minutes perhaps? Or ten...

But soon, he couldn't laugh anymore.

An hour went by in a flash. Under the high-power shine of the special interrogation lamps, Chen Fei didn't even lift his eyelids or move a bit. He seemed completely unbothered.

"Damn it, how is this little punk so damn..." Seeing this scene, Gong Wanheh couldn't help but feel testily frustrated!

He had imagined a hundred, even a thousand scenarios of that kid crying and begging him for mercy, but never expected his own methods couldn't handle him. How could that be!?

At this point, a member of their National Security Team couldn't help but quietly say, "Boss, unless the person is a death row inmate or an S-grade threat, headquarters only allows us to use these interrogation lamps for thirty minutes. But it's already been over an hour..."

"What's there to fear? Isn't he healthy and alive right now? Besides, this kid harbors intentions against the old leader, shouldn't he be classified as an S-grade threat?"

Gong Wanheh said coldly. He glanced at the computer data nearby and noticed Chen Fei's life signs showed no signs of instability, which made his face even more displeased.

"But, but..." The National Security Team member hesitated. Gong Wanheh saying someone is an S-grade threat to classify, does he have the authority and qualification?

Yet, of course, he dared not say this directly.

"Enough, no need to say more. I'll take responsibility if something happens. Continue grilling him! I want to see how tough this kid is, how much longer he can withstand these special interrogation lamps!" Gong Wanheh sternly declared.

That National Security Team member nodded reluctantly. Gong Wanheh said so, what else could he do?

The sky gradually darkened, and before long it was already eleven o'clock.

Looking at the time, he thought to himself that this time, surely the little punk was about to collapse?

With such contempt and ridicule in mind, Gong Wanheh once again came to the huge glass of the interrogation room, only to have his face turn ashen again.

"He's fine!?" he gritted his teeth, staring at the smooth, steady data on the computer in disbelief, shocked and angry.

Shocked that he hadn't expected Chen Fei, this little punk, to be able to withstand so much, and still be fine?

Angry that such tactics couldn't deal with Chen Fei; wouldn't this make his face lose face?

Thinking of this, Gong Wanheh's face became grim, and he said darkly, "Turn off the lamps, take him to Area A, Third Layer."

"Area A, Third Layer? Are you serious about this, Boss?" the National Security Team member's face changed upon hearing this.

Area A, Third Layer was the most dangerous place in their National Security Team apart from Area S! The people locked up there were heinous, extremely dangerous criminals, even Innate Ancient Martial Artists... sending someone there was essentially sending them to die, wasn't it?

"Didn't you hear me? This kid has intentions against the old leader's safety, that's a serious crime, unforgivable." Gong Wanheh said maliciously, his face full of venom.

He seemed determined to send Chen Fei there... he wanted to see if, in Area A, Third Layer, this little punk could still stand it. Hmph!

"Fine, fine." The National Security Team member, helpless, could only be forced to nod and say.