When the three of them saw this scene, they almost collapsed in fear.
Because they knew very well that since this group of men in black could directly kill nine of their brothers without revealing anything, it proved that the strength of this group of people was probably beyond their imagination.
This also means that the three of them will not escape bad luck in the future!
Just when the three of them were extremely frightened, several more men walked in carrying four unconscious men. One of them said: "Master, we found four drivers in four cars, and another trunk in the trunk.
There are also two unconscious women hidden inside."
When the three of them saw that their brother in the car was also caught, they immediately realized that this time they were completely screwed.
At this time, Wan Pojun, who was wearing a black combat uniform across from him, walked up to the three of them and asked in a cold voice: "Who is the boss among the twelve of you?"
The three of them were too scared to speak, and their minds were thinking about how to escape at this time.
When Wan Pojun saw that the three of them were silent, he immediately reached out and strangled the neck of the person in front, pressed his thumb on his Adam's apple, and with a little force, the person's face turned red and he was in extreme pain.
But no sound came out.
Wan Pojun stared at the man and said coldly: "If you don't say anything yet, I will break your neck. Anyway, if you don't say anything, I still have a dozen people who can ask them one by one, and someone will always tell!"
The man's eyes widened in fear, and he tried desperately to nod.
Seeing this, Wan Pojun released his thumb, allowing the other party to finally breathe normally.
Immediately afterwards, the man quickly pointed to an unconscious white man on the ground and said breathlessly: "He... he is our boss..."
Wan Pojun immediately pushed the man to the ground, then strode up to the unconscious leader on the ground, grabbed his hair, and pulled him up from the ground.
The severe pain in his scalp made the man wake up instantly. Then he looked at Wan Pojun in fear and blurted out: "You...who are you..."
Wan Pojun said coldly: "Let me ask you, where are you going to meet next?"
The man was too frightened to say anything.
Because he knew very well that if he told it, Andre would definitely kill him after he found out.
Seeing that he remained silent, Wan Pojun took out a dagger and inserted it between his left ribs without blinking an eye.
The man never expected that Wan Pojun would stab him with a knife as soon as he came up. The wound suddenly hurt, and the intense pain penetrated from the wound to his internal organs.
Before he could scream, Wan Pojun said with a smile: "Don't be afraid, I haven't stabbed your vital part yet, and my knife has no blood-conducting groove, so your skin and subcutaneous fat can be
It adsorbs both sides of the blade, so not a drop of blood will flow out."
After hearing this, the other party turned pale with fright.
At this time, Wan Pojun waved his other hand to the subordinate beside him, who immediately sent him a micro syringe.
This kind of syringe is only two to three centimeters long in total, with the needle about one centimeter long, and behind it is a flexible sachet, which contains about a milliliter of unknown liquid.
Wan Pojun looked at the man and said calmly: "Your wound should be very painful, right? But don't worry, the medicine in my hand has a strong stimulating effect on your nerves. After injecting it into you, your nerves will
The pain will be magnified a hundred times, and you will feel even more sore by then."
The man was so frightened that he was shaking violently. He did not doubt Wan Pojun's words at all, because he had heard of this kind of thing before, but it was just something that top agents used, and he had no chance to come into contact with it.
Seeing that this group of people was extremely powerful and had a very high level of professionalism, he realized that these people must have a lot of background, so having this kind of medicine was not a problem.
Just when he was extremely frightened, Wan Pojun inserted the needle into his neck.
This needle is very thin and short, much smaller than an ordinary blood collection needle. Under normal circumstances, being pricked by this needle will not hurt too much, but he felt that after the needle was inserted,
A severe pain spread rapidly from the needle hole, and the feeling and intensity of pain continued to increase.
Wan Pojun said: "There may be a little bit of liquid on the tip of the needle, so you should have some feeling now. However, the small amount of liquid on the needle tip only accounts for one thousandth of the total amount of medicine. You can imagine it.
How will you feel after I inject this injection into your body? Let me tell you, every time you take a breath, it will feel as painful as sucking a bunch of broken glass into your trachea!"
The man suddenly shouted in horror: "No, please don't... I said... I will say anything!"
…
ten minutes later.
Several black commercial vehicles parked in front of Aunt Li's house. A dozen men in black got out of the car and met Wan Pojun in the room. Then everyone carried the more than ten unconscious members of the Italian group onto dozens of cars.
Inside the car.
Immediately afterwards, the two girls, escorted by Wan Pojun, boarded one of the commercial vehicles.
Subsequently, these commercial vehicles, together with the four cars previously driven by members of the Italian group, left Aunt Li's house and roared towards the pier.
Aunt Li, who was still confused, was left in the villa, accompanied by three female soldiers of Wanlong Palace.
soon.
At the entrance of the Italian Group's casino, more than a dozen vehicles of various types are ready.
Ye Chen was led by Andre and got into his Rolls-Royce.
Andre held an Italian-made Beretta 92F pistol in his hand. The muzzle of the gun was always pointed at Ye Chen. He said with a proud face: "Mr. Ye, this gun is produced in my hometown of Italy. It is the most popular gun in the world."
One of the best pistols. If you cooperate well, I, Andre, will never hurt you, but if you dare to play any tricks with me, don’t blame me for being ruthless!"
Ye Chen rarely pretended to be cowardly and said against his will: "Andre, if you ask me to cooperate, then I will cooperate with you. You should put the gun away to avoid misfire..."
Seeing that he was timid, Andre said proudly: "This is our Italian-made pistol, the best of the best. It will never jam or misfire!"
Ye Chen sighed helplessly, and said with a bit of pity in his eyes: "I can see that you like this gun very much, so you must cherish the time you have it."
Andre listened to Zhang Er and was confused. He felt that Ye Chen's words sounded okay at first glance, but after thinking about it carefully, there seemed to be something wrong.
However, he didn't think too deeply.
Because in his opinion, Ye Chen is now a big fish on his cutting board, and he has a kitchen knife ready to chop it down at any time, which is a complete crushing advantage.
Therefore, he would never have thought that the fish might cut him back.
Immediately afterwards, this convoy roared towards the port terminal.
At the same time, in all directions in Vancouver, many members of the Italian group received the news temporarily and drove to the port in a hurry.
They all received the news. It was said that the boss had acquired a 15,000-ton cargo ship. In the future, if they engaged in smuggling and smuggling, they would have their own large cargo ship!
This is a huge leap comparable to replacing a shotgun with a cannon. Looking at the whole of Vancouver, no gang has such a large freighter.
Therefore, after the group members heard about it, they were all very excited and couldn't wait to go to the dock to open their eyes.
However, little did they know that at this moment, the freighter had made all preparations before departure and was just waiting for their special group of passengers to board!
This chapter has been completed!