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 up.
At this time, Wan Pojun, who was wearing a black combat uniform across the street, 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 penetrate it very well."
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.
Wan Pojun then waved his other hand to the man next to him, who immediately handed over 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 with about a milliliter of unknown liquid in it.
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.