Chapter 163: Interrogation

Amidst their fear, panic, and helpless complaints, the headlights of the cars chasing them had illuminated the area in front of the Buddhist temple like daylight.

Dominic's headless body in front of the temple gate, the SUV's front end that was smashed to pieces by a sniper shot, and the blood on the ground were all clearly visible under the beams of the blazing white headlights.

Cars were parked outside the gate of the Buddhist temple, cordoning off the area, but no one got out of the car for a while.

Are all looking around.

Mr. Yan took a puff of his cigar and said calmly, "Send a few people down, and bring rocket launchers with them."

All four doors of a car nearby were opened, and several men carrying rocket launchers got out from the four doors, with the muzzles of their guns facing each other. They stared vigilantly at the darkness around them, and then spread out and dispersed around the convoy, becoming alert.

At the same time, the mercenaries had almost the same reaction. Several of them got out of the car, carrying rocket launchers and standing guard in all directions.

For a long while, there was no movement.

More and more cars opened their doors, and twenty or thirty cars and more than a hundred people poured out in a huge crowd.

Mr. Yan's men were centered around Mr. Yan's car, and the mercenaries were divided into four groups, each with its own distinct character; while they were on guard against possible snipers, they were also on guard against each other.

The two cars of the motorcycle gang were stuck in front of the temple gate, like two little white rabbits, shivering in fear.

"Go, get those clowns out."

Mr. Yan sat in the car and waved his hand.

At the same time, mercenaries from all directions also sent people, holding their guns tightly, and watched the two cars of the motorcycle gang slowly approach.

The biker gang members didn't dare to resist, including Gisele and Bangzi Han who had a broken leg and was in shock. They were all caught and dragged to the place where the car lights converged in the middle, where many black gun muzzles were pointed at them.

Gisele and Han were held hostage by the mercenaries, while Roman and the other two were held hostage by Mr. Yan's men.

Mr. Yan got out of the car, and several people with iron rings on their hands quickly surrounded him, blocking the shooting path from all directions with their bodies, and walked around him to the front of the car.

Afterwards, Ah Xiang and two men with iron rings on their hands got down from the back seat, holding Rebecca and pushing them to Mr. Yan's side.

Mr. Yan held a cigar in his mouth, glanced around, and said to the person beside him: "Go, catch all the people who want to watch the show. If they want to watch the show, let them watch it in person."

Silently, a dozen people separated from the hustle and bustle around, turned around and ran into the darkness with guns in hand. After a while, they came back with four people.

"Wow, what a grand occasion! Hello, Mr. Yan!"

Tang Ren was frightened and put on a frivolous smile, nodding and bowing.

A person beside him pushed him away, took a step forward, and put on a flattering smile: "Mr. Yan, is there anything I can do for you?"

"Brother Tai, if there's any service, I'll do it. You go away." Tang Ren pushed him away and said quickly, "Mr. Yan, we...we came out for a walk after dinner. I didn't know you were busy here. Sorry to bother you. We'll leave now."

Mr. Yan didn't even look at them.

Mr. Yan looked at Roman and the others calmly: "Playing tricks on me? In Thailand, no one dares to play tricks on me. Where is the thing?"

He paused and said, "Hand over the things, and I will leave your bodies intact."

Over there, the mercenary pointed his gun at Gisele and Han on the ground and asked the same question as Mr. Yan.

Giselle looked gloomy. She glanced at Han, then at Roman and the others; Roman and the others also looked at her at the same time.

Giselle took a breath and said, "I have good news that everyone is waiting for. I will tell you this news and hand over the things. I hope you will let us go."

Mr. Yan looked over and said, "You are just a few bastards, your lives are worthless. If the information is valuable, I can let you go."

There was a depth in his cloudy eyes at this moment.

The leaders of the mercenaries exchanged glances and nodded.

Giselle said: "Our real target, Mr. Jiang, has left Koros Island and arrived in Bangkok."

When these words were spoken, there was a lot of commotion.

Mr. Yan narrowed his eyes, threw the cigar in his hand to the person next to him, took a step forward and stared at Giselle, and said, "Jiang Shan is in Bangkok?"

"That's right!" Giselle raised her head and said with absolute certainty, "He and I left Koros Island together and arrived in Bangkok together. We separated at the pier and had agreed to meet here, but he didn't show up. He must be in Bangkok, maybe nearby."

Mr. Yan pondered and said, "So you came here to bypass us and do business with him privately?"

Giselle said: "Yes and no."

“We actually made a deal with the CIA; we would lure him here, the CIA would capture him, take back the stuff from Isla Nublar, and then launder it for us,” she said.

"CIA," Mr. Yan said in a low voice, "I know they sent an ace team to Bangkok. Where are they?"

Giselle said, "The agreement is to be made at this Tianfo Temple."

"but"

"But someone sniped you, but the CIA people didn't show up." Mr. Yan nodded: "It seems that there is something wrong with the CIA people. They attacked you before the transaction, maybe they are already dead."

A smile with no apparent meaning appeared on his old face: "There are others."

Then, he turned his head to the calm Rebecca and said, "Ms. Rebecca, tell me, which side are you on?"

Rebecca smiled slightly: "You guessed wrong, Mr. Yan; I have never hired a killer."

Mr. Yan said: "Let me ask you, which side are you on?"

Rebecca said leisurely: "You will know later."

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Mr. Yan's expression darkened and he nodded: "Okay."

Then he turned to Giselle and the others: "Where are the things?"

Giselle pretended to swallow and said, "You promised to let us go!"

Mr. Yan said expressionlessly: "Your words are not credible. Unless you tell me where Mr. Jiang is now."

"I don't know!" Giselle said excitedly, "He said he would come here, and I sent him countless messages afterwards, but he didn't show up. He fooled us!"

"I'm sorry." Mr. Yan said in a flat voice and waved to the person next to him.

Then several people came out and walked towards the two cars of the motorcycle gang.

The mercenaries over there reacted quickly and sent a few people to walk towards the two cars at the same time.

After a moment, someone said, "Here!"

Under the illumination of beams of car lights, a large constant temperature box and a laptop computer were clearly visible to everyone in the trunk of the SUV with a smashed front end.

Neither Mr. Yan's men nor the mercenaries made any rash moves.

"So, what other chips do you have?"

Mr. Yan took a look, then retracted his gaze and looked back and forth at Gisele and the others.

Roman and the others looked pale.

"Tell me where Jiang Shan is!" Mr. Yan waved his hand, and the person next to him handed him a gun; the old man loaded the bullet with a click and pointed the gun at Roman.

Giselle murmured, her face full of despair.

Bang.

A hole exploded on Roman’s dark forehead, his skull flipped up, and without a sound, he fell on his back.

"explain."

Mr. Yan pointed the gun at Taiji again.

Gisele burst into tears: "I don't know, I don't know"

She shook her head wildly.

Bang! Taiji fell down.

Sean was the only one left. He couldn't hold back any longer and roared in anger. Then, a series of gunshots rang out, and he was shot into a sieve.

(End of this chapter)