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041 Kill! Kill! Kill!

Owen continued to search. When he entered a room, he was suddenly grabbed by the arm and pulled in by the person inside. The gun was also knocked off. Then he was thrown over his shoulder. Owen suddenly bent his body in desperation and hugged the other person with both hands.

The other's head was clamped on the opponent's waist with both feet, and the two of them rolled to the ground together.

The opponent was sandwiched by Irving and his movements were restricted. However, Irving took the opportunity to pull out another gun and hit the opponent's head with two bangs. Blood spattered all over his face. The room was empty. Irving wiped his face.

With blood on his face, he turned around and left the room.

More and more rooms were searched, but fewer and fewer gangsters came over. Owen's mood became worse and worse. He had changed several spare guns one after another, and no gangsters showed up in the back.

But Amanda and Ken were never found.

When Owen rushed to the small restaurant, he saw that Brian had captured a room full of prisoners by himself, and there were corpses on the ground at the door. Seeing Brian's questioning look, Owen said directly: "I didn't find them, just

Cynthia was found, but neither Cam nor Amanda was found."

Owen turned his attention to the five people in the room, who were escorted outside the room to kneel in a row. They were not worried about anyone calling the police. The Albanians had already moved all the nearby residents away, and even the police had been bribed.

Yes, even if there were gunshots, it would probably be treated as if they were not heard.

Owen and Brian faced the five people with the photos, "Tell me, where are these two girls?"

The five Albanian leaders looked at the photo, then looked at each other, and suddenly they all laughed. Before, they thought the police were going to fall out, but now it seems that their purpose is to save people, so they are emboldened.

"Pooh"

The wretched man at the top of the queue laughed the most arrogantly, and when Owen went over to ask him, he even spat out angrily.

"You are not the police, who are you? What is your relationship with the girl in the photo?" the obscene man asked without answering.

"The girl in the photo is my sister."

"Hahaha... this bitch, I just tasted it last night... do you want to know what it tastes like?"

The wretched man seemed to be sure that Owen didn't dare to touch him, and he spoke without any scruples. Owen's eyes were filled with fire.

"You bastard, what did you say?"

Owen punched the wretched man in the face. The wretched man's nose was bleeding but he just smiled. His smile was even a little lewd, as if he was reminiscing.

The wretched man got up from the ground. Owen forced himself to calm down. He held the photo in front of the wretched man, took out a dagger, held it in front of his left eye, and said word by word: "Tell me.

Where is ~me~ she?”

The wretched man laughed indifferently, and several other guys also smiled, "You know, her scream last night..."

"Pfft~~"

The laughter stopped suddenly, and the dagger in Owen's hand was inserted into the left eye of the wretched man, causing the wretched man's body to twitch.

"Tsk~~"

The dagger was pulled out by Owen, and the body fell to the ground. The wretched man probably never thought that Owen would actually kill him until his death.

There was no emotion on Brian's face, but the smiles on the faces of the other four people had disappeared. Seeing the wretched man being killed, several people were either angry or scared. Some people kept cursing loudly, and some suddenly

There was no sound, and his face was full of unnaturalness.

Owen's body was trembling. At this moment, anger, regret, worry, and a series of negative emotions were playing a role in him.

He wanted to rescue Amanda as quickly as possible, but the current situation was just like the Zhongchen Building incident. It was different from what he remembered. He was afraid, afraid that something might happen to Amanda.

He is now red-eyed and will kill anyone who cannot help him find Amanda without hesitation.

Owen stood in front of the second person again. This guy was extremely angry and kept cursing mother and fuck. Owen calmly placed the photo in front of him and still said word by word: "Sue~

Tell me, where is she?"

"FUCK, if you have the guts..."

Accompanied by the heart-wrenching sound of metal piercing flesh, the clamor suddenly stopped again.

The dagger was also immersed in its entirety, and then pulled out again. The angry expression was fixed on the face. The second man's eyes had turned into blood holes. The body fell to the ground, and Owen walked up to the third man.

Before Owen could ask him, he had already said timidly: "Don't... don't kill me. The girls were all taken... away by Mark. I really don't know the rest." He was already frightened.

Damn, I was crying when I spoke.

Brian stopped Owen who was about to continue killing, pointed at the bearded man and asked: "Isn't he Mark?"

"No...no, his name is Toby, and he is Mark's younger brother."

"You bastard~~~"

Owen's anger finally found a channel to vent, and he beat Toby with a few blows until his face was covered in blood. If he hadn't thought that he might still be of some use, he might have been killed with a knife.

Brian ignored the crazy Owen and continued to ask: "You said the girl was taken away by Mark. Where was she taken?"

"I don't know, I... really don't know, he often takes the newly captured goods... uh, girls... out, probably to give them to some big shots to try out, but I don't know, he does these things

I will never tell us, I just guess..."

Brian and Owen looked at each other. The guy was afraid that they wouldn't believe it, so he quickly added: "Really, what I said is true. Mark left just now. Shortly before you came in, he drove a white van

Take the girls away."

White van? They did see a white van driving out of here when they visited the spot just now. No wonder the windows of the van were sealed.

Brian and Owen both looked at Toby. If anyone knew, it was probably this guy. Unexpectedly, the guy turned his head.

Owen was so angry that he quickly walked over and pinned Toby's palm to the table with a knife. Toby let out a scream like a slaughtered pig.

"Where were they sent?"

Toby kept screaming, but he didn't answer Owen's question. Owen turned the dagger, and Toby's screams were twitching, but he just kept silent. Unexpectedly, this guy was still a tough guy.

Owen had nothing to do with this guy for a while. Now he no longer had any prophetic advantage, and he couldn't kill this guy directly. He tried every method he could think of, and even killed another person, but this guy didn't care about others at all.

Life and death, just don’t talk about it.

"give it to me."

Brian dragged Toby into a room, and Owen followed. Toby was tied to a chair. Brian held two huge spikes wrapped with wires in front of his eyes and said: "You still have time to say it now, I

I can give you a good time."

"Pooh"


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