Among the two tall and strong men with almost identical height, facial features and hairstyle, one of them was carrying Brian, while the other raised his feet high and raised his feet directly in front of Brian, showing extremely solid leg and foot skills.
The man's feet were dangling in front of Brian, apparently wanting to give Brian a final blow. Sherron didn't say anything, just took out his cell phone from his pocket, pointed it at Brian and took a photo.
Accompanied by a "click", the flashlight flashed, startling the man who wanted to take action, and Richard's other men also raised their guns in panic again, aiming at Sherron.
Richard's face also changed drastically, he pointed at Xie Lun and yelled: "What are you doing?"
"What else can I do? Of course I'm taking pictures. Can't you see?" Xie Lun still held up his mobile phone, "Come on, don't be so nervous, just smile..."
Richard couldn't bear it anymore, pulled out a pistol and pointed it at Sherron's head, and said sternly: "Give me your phone right away."
Xie Lun shook the remote control in his hand: "I'm sorry, what did you say?"
Richard gritted his teeth and said, "I don't believe you dare to press it."
"Really?" Xie Lun rubbed his fingers on the red button of the remote control and said with a smile, "If you don't believe it, you can try it."
Looking at the explosive pack placed on the iron cabinet, everyone looked unhappy.
How to try this?
Unless shot to the head, Sherren would 100% detonate the explosives and everyone would die together.
But no one is willing to risk his life to bet that he will be able to hit Xie Lun between the eyebrows with one shot. As long as it misses slightly, Sherren will definitely have time to press the remote control button.
So the atmosphere was a little awkward for a while.
A group of burly men pointed guns at Xie Lun, but no one dared to shoot. They could only watch as Xie Lun took a cell phone and took pictures of everyone one by one.
"Hey, you bastard, are you still filming? Don't be so shameless."
Richard's teeth were itching with hatred, but he was riding a tiger and couldn't get off, and there was nothing he could do about Sherron for a while.
He was a well-known figure in Paris. Except for the big shots in Congress, no one else gave him a bit of a thumbs-down as Inspector Richard. When dealing with ordinary people, he would bully them as much as he wanted. When had he ever encountered a bully like Xie Lun?
"Observer Wang Sen, what do you mean?" Looking at the face of the explosive bag, Richard couldn't bear it and suppressed his anger and said, "Do you want to meddle in other people's business and save this man?"
"Rescue people? No, no, no..." Xie Lun shook his head like a rattle, "I just kept the evidence so that I can explain to the people above me when I go back that my men did sacrifice their lives and did not flee for treason. ."
"Your men?" Richard narrowed his eyes, "Is this guy the prisoner of the massacre at Fornan Manor? Was that massacre ordered by you Americans?"
"It doesn't matter. It's whatever you say. It has nothing to do with me anyway." Xie Lun put away the phone and said with a smile, "Now I can go back and explain, you don't need to worry about me, just continue."
This is still bullshit.
Not to mention that the man arrested may not be the real murderer. Even if he is the real murderer, the police cannot lynch him.
It's okay to do this kind of thing in private. Once exposed, the French police will be completely embarrassed.
What's more, this man is indeed an American, so it's okay to die secretly. If the video of him killing him appears in the American media, then the Americans, who are already nosy, will definitely not let it go.
Richard naturally saw that Xie Lun was messing around, and his purpose was to save this man. He snorted: "Observer Wang Sen, let's stop talking nonsense. How on earth will you give us your mobile phone?"
Xie Lun smiled slightly: "If I don't need this phone, there is no need for me to keep it."
Richard sneered: "Don't you just want this man? Tell me earlier, why do you have to do it like this and hurt the relationship between us?"
As he said that, he shook his head, and the tall man who grabbed Brian, although he was a little reluctant, still obediently threw Brian over the iron cabinet and to Sherron's feet.
Brian, who looked like he was dying just now and seemed to be dying soon, now staggered up from the ground, nodded to Sherron, and said with difficulty: "Thanks, head."
Then he turned around, spit out a mouthful of blood, pointed at the two men who looked almost identical and asked: "What are your names?"
"What? You want revenge?" One of the men sneered disdainfully, "My name is Dan Duca, and that is my brother, Jan Duca. If you want revenge, we are always welcome."
"That's enough, Dan." Richard shouted coldly and stretched out his hand to Sherron, "I'll let him go. It's your turn to take out your phone."
Sherron shrugged, took out his cell phone and threw it to Richard. Richard opened his phone, made sure it contained the photos he had just taken, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.
"If nothing else happens, tonight's meeting will end here. Let's go back and rest. After all, we will be busy tomorrow night, right?"
Xie Lun shook the remote control in his hand and walked out of the kitchen with a limping Brian. Knowing this, Liu Jian, who had been watching the show, had an inexplicable smile on his lips, nodded to Richard and said, "Then I'll take my leave too."
With that said, he quickly left.
A fat man in a suit came up behind Richard and whispered: "Boss, are you just going to let them go?"
"What if?"
Richard glared at the other party fiercely, threw the explosive bag into the fat man's arms unceremoniously, and shouted viciously: "Take this thing and get out of here immediately, as far away as possible."
Walking out of the hotel door, feeling the night breeze blowing outside, Xie Lun turned around and looked at Liu Jian who came out from behind, and took the initiative to say: "This fellow, in a foreign country, we all need to help each other." OK."
Liu Jian, who was silent by nature, did not reply, but nodded to Xie Lun indifferently.
Xie Lun was not angry. He took out a business card and stuffed it into Liu Jian's jacket pocket, then patted the other party on the shoulder: "If you need anything, call the number above, and... don't believe French men, they are not as good as French women." There is a seed."
After saying that, Sherron took Brian into his scarlet sports car and drove away with a harsh engine roar and dust.
Liu Jian looked at Xie Lun's car in the distance, his eyes flashing, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
In the car, Brian couldn't hold on any longer and started to vomit blood while clutching his chest. An ordinary person would have been beaten to death by Richard long ago. It was only because of his strong willpower that he persisted until the end.
"Tsk, tsk, vomiting so much blood, you can do Maoxuewang."
Sherron shook his head and handed a glass bottle to Brian: "Drink it."
Brian looked at the unknown light green liquid in the glass bottle and frowned: "What is this?"
"With your current appearance, do you still have to worry about what you are drinking?"
When Brian heard this, he felt that what Sherron said made sense, since he wouldn't be able to hold on much longer anyway. What's more, Xie Lun saved himself. Even if this bottle is poison, it doesn't matter if he drinks it.
"If I can't hold on, please help me bring a message to my daughter, just say I love her."
After saying that, Brian unscrewed the plastic cap from the glass bottle, raised his neck and drank it all. Immediately afterwards, he felt as if a fire was igniting in his body, and it spread to every corner of his body in an instant.
"Ahh..."
After letting out a shrill roar, Brian tilted his head and fainted.
Sherron touched Brian's neck to make sure he was still alive, exhaled, and whispered softly: "I hope Killian finds out that this thing is useful... but don't make it too effective, I don't want a Hulk to appear at this time. ”