Just then.

Swish! Swish!

Bang! Bang!

Before Chen Xianggui could react, two of his bodyguards were already lying on the ground!

He was jolted awake and about to shout when a gun was pressed against his forehead.

Chu Yang stubbed out his cigarette and said with a smile, "Chen Xianggui, the game begins."

Lou Zaiqiang was completely dumbfounded. Just as he was about to ask something, Chu Yang coldly shouted, "Director Lou, shut up if you don't want to die. Watch carefully."

Lou Zaiqiang trembled and obediently shut his mouth.

I initially thought Chu Yang and his group were just dressed like the Mafia, but now it seems they really are the Mafia.

What did I just say? If you don't shut up, I'll die... What the hell have I gotten myself into?!

"Tie him up, gag him, and torture him severely," Chu Yang ordered.

My older cousin nodded; he was a real professional at this.

I haven't done this in a long time, and I'm a little excited.

After he was tied up, Long Xiang came over and asked worriedly, "Brother Arno, how did you get a gun?"

The older cousin chuckled, pointed the gun at him, and pulled the trigger.

Long Xiang was startled, and then his face was sprayed with water.

"It's fake, hehe." My older cousin tossed the water gun aside.

Then he said, "But you have a real gun, no problem, no rush to draw it. Now let me remind you how I interrogated prisoners when we went on missions abroad."

After saying that, he picked up his fist, which was as big as a clay pot, and slammed it into Chen Xianggui's stomach.

"Tell me! Will you tell me or not?"