Just as he said, who could find him if he fled into the mountains? Besides, this area is too sensitive.
"Wenatch, do you know what you are doing? You are sending yourself to a dead end!" Owen struggled.
He hinted to his men to ask for support, but his men whispered: "Captain, they blocked the signal, what should we do?"
Owen's heart felt cold. It seemed that they were extremely prepared!
"Put down your weapons!" Owen said dejectedly and dropped the gun in his hand to the ground.
Surrendering so quickly really surprised the people behind him. They thought he was so powerful, but they didn't expect him to surrender so quickly.
Someone jumped out and disagreed: "You can't surrender, shoot them!"
Several people came out from behind. They shot at the gangsters in front of them very quickly. The slightly fired bullets went out in a flash, and a large piece fell down on the opposite side.
But the other party was not afraid of death, and reacted very quickly. Wenatch shouted: "Kill a few of them!"
Da da
There are no bunker stones or the like here. The few people who jumped out all died, and more than a dozen people on the other side also paid the price. This made Wenach very angry. These people who died had to be compensated. Golden.
"Tie them up!" Wenatch said angrily.
A group of people went up, disarmed Owen and more than a hundred people and tied them up, and then Wenatch took a gun and shot at the corpses wildly.
"ah"
After Venacci vented his feelings, he felt much better, and said to Owen with a smile on his face: "It's better for you to know each other, let's go!"
call
Vinach closed his eyes to calm himself down. He never imagined that he would end up like this. This was just the beginning. What should he do
What a shame.
The evidence they finally obtained was taken back and must have been destroyed. In other words, not only did they get nothing during this trip, but they also lost several people. They were the most bloody, but They were so bloody and so untimely.
It soon became quiet here.
With a smile on his face, Vinacci drove the sports car back to his villa. He usually drove the car by himself, because only by driving by himself could he appreciate the car's grandeur and elegance.
Just like a woman, how can she prescribe it to others
After arriving at the villa, he couldn't wait to call his boss to take credit.
"Sir, I'm bothering you so late because there's something going on here. Here's the thing. I caught all the Interpol police officers. Five of them resisted and killed more than a dozen of us. I beat these five people to death. Oh, that Owen surrendered himself!" Wenatch said it all at once.
He understood that his boss hated nonsense. For example, when he hated chatting with others, he typed two words: Hello! Or are you here? I won’t go further. When others have time to reply, I’ll also ask, I’m here, are you okay
I hate this the most, so why don’t I just say: Hello! There is something
Wouldn't that be nice
"Well done, keep them safe and let them go in a few days!" the boss said.
"Yes!" Wenach said: "Boss, what should I do next?"
"Get on with business!"
"yes!"
Irving and his gang are separated and kept. They have underground warehouses, which are the best for imprisoning people.
All their clothes were changed to prevent them from wearing any monitoring equipment, and their hair was also shaved.
Some resisted, but were beaten so hard that they had to give in one by one.
"Boss, where is the coast guard ship outside the port? There should be people on it!" his subordinate said to Wenatch.
Just now, after Mr. Wenachi called his boss, he called their brother to show off his power, and he was very proud.
This is a question. I forgot to ask the boss just now, but if I have to ask the boss about this trivial matter, then what should he do
So he took matters into his own hands and said, "What did our insider say?"
"The chief chef said that besides him, there were ten mercenaries assigned to the logistics department on the ship. They are not worth mentioning. Seven of them are Chinese!" said the subordinate.
Wenatch was confused, Chinese mercenaries
"How good are they in combat?" Wenatch asked.
"I just know how to cook!"
"Haha, that's right. They are the best at cooking. We caught them to cook for us. I also want to try their craftsmanship, haha."
"yes!"
The subordinates excitedly went to make arrangements. There were only ten people on the other side, and there was an internal agent. It was not difficult to press the coast guard ship.
First they sent a message to Chef saying that Interpol had been dealt with and were now going to take delivery of the ship.
The big chef will cooperate when the time comes.
In order to increase the success rate, Wenatch dispatched fifty people, rowing wooden boats and approaching the coast guard ship at night.
The Coast Guard ship is easy to identify because there is a ship with lights moored outside the port.
The distance is only ten nautical miles.
At this time, Zhang Feng and others were still drinking wine and eating meat on the ship. They had been drinking for nearly four hours. It was approaching midnight and they had eaten a lot. There were many empty beer bottles on the deck.
The chef was not drunk and went to the bathroom from time to time.
Now he went again.
Zhang Feng glanced at the port and sneered: "Here they come, haha, I think Irving and others have been arrested, there were gunshots just now!"
"How to do it?" King Yama asked softly.
Zhang Feng said: "Throw them into the sea and feed them to the fishes!"
"Okay!" The King of Hell responded softly.
Li Jian went to the kitchen and took some scraps. The bloody and fishy meat was scattered into the sea.
It smells like blood and can be smelled by sharks from miles away.
As they got closer, the sharks were almost there.
At this moment, Chef Ryan came out, and he complained a little: "People pee a lot when they get old!"
"I think the kidneys are not very good. Come and eat some of this to replenish it!" Li Jian held a bunch of meat. In fact, it was not pig or cow, just meat. .
Ryan took it and bit into it. He also drank happily today and ate a lot of delicious food.
"Chef Ryan, you said you are a chef with three Michelin stars?" Li Jian asked.
"Of course, don't you think I am?"
"Yes, of course!" Li Jian responded: "Then do you think the more delicious the food the chef makes, the better the level?"
"That's the theory, but actually there are a lot of regulations!" Chef Ryan didn't know what to say, he just knew this.
"Then do you think my kebabs are delicious?"
"It's delicious. This is the best meat I've ever eaten. I really don't understand how you do it. I've been watching it for hours and I still can't learn it!"
Li Jian said proudly: "Hey, no matter how long you watch, you will never learn it. Only we Chinese people can!"