Chapter 137: Concentrate (please collect, recommend and vote, please vote monthly)
Chapter 137 Concentrate (please collect, recommend, and vote monthly)
“How far are you going?” Brian Mills settled his daughter and hurried over as quickly as possible.
“There is no need to keep alive, I want to see the confession as soon as possible.” Xu Chuan took a photo of the two brothers with his mobile phone.
The corners of Brian's eyes twitched as he recognized this young man who was related to his employer.
"Brian, this is my boss." Looking at the guy who had been taking pictures, Smith couldn't say anything good. "Although he doesn't look very reliable, he is still a good young man."
Xu Chuan glanced at Smith, put down his phone and sent the photo to other people in the company, and received a bunch of likes.
Smiled contentedly, stretched out his hand, "Hello, I am Bear Grylls, we have met."
Brian still shook hands with Xu Chuan in a friendly manner, "Hello, thank you." Of course he knew the identities of these people, and he still had channels to find out.
He has no doubt about the fighting ability of these people, and the fundamental reason why they are here is just because of their brothers.
"You're welcome, I'll leave the rest to you." Xu Chuan pointed at Marco Hoxha, "My people will handle the other two. In addition to the girl they kidnapped, I also want to know about the other members of their gang. The situation, the situation in his family, you know, these Albanians are mostly in this business as a family."
Xu Chuan spread his hands, "I don't want some inexplicable guy to come to me for revenge in the future, and you don't want your family to be disturbed, right?"
Brian felt that what he said was right. These Albanians were extremely vicious. Even the Russian mafia didn't want to offend them. So many people died this time. They will definitely come to take revenge. The first people they want to find must be those who were killed. The girls he saved include his own daughter.
"I understand." Brian looked at Xu Chuan seriously and found that this young man looked harmless, but he was also ruthless in his actions. He was ready to kill everyone.
Of course, this was just Xu Chuan's preparedness. He knew that the fellow villagers of the dead Albanians would soon be looking for clues in that house. After a while, he was going to install a surveillance system there. As long as he found one, he would be able to pull out a string of clues. .
Find an opportunity to throw Marco's body out again. Maybe the big boss from the second part will come over to collect his son's body. By then, the whole family will naturally be in order.
Of course, he also wanted to see if he could pry out some of the profits. He was a mercenary who was only interested in profit, and a mission without profit was not in line with his character.
You must know that according to a report a few years ago, the monthly profits of Albanian gangs in Italy reached 93 million US dollars, let alone here. Of course, this is a total number and cannot be generalized.
After all, human trafficking is the third largest underground trade in the world after drugs and weapons. This also shows from another perspective that even a hundred deaths of these people is not too many.
Let Curtis and Albert take the other two people away, leaving only Marco alone. He called Pike to install a surveillance camera and prepare for surveillance.
Swager was playing with a camera, preparing to record the process. Although he felt it was a bit ridiculous, his boss strongly demanded that he have no choice.
Marco Hoxha had long known that he was doomed, but he still wanted to know what these people were doing. They couldn't be the police. The attack the night before was more like a group of well-trained soldiers.
“Who are you?”, Marco, who had his sealing tape removed, asked angrily to the two twins who looked almost identical in front of him.
Brian was handling a wire and ignored him. Smith took the cigar in his mouth and said, "I know you are confused, we are just a group of mercenaries."
Marco thought for a while after hearing this, "As far as I know, I have never provoked you. What do you want, money?"
"You haven't provoked me?" Smith bent down and gently patted Marco's left cheek with his right hand. "You kidnapped my niece." Pointing to Brian, "His daughter, do you want to tell me now? Provoked?"
Marco fell silent after hearing this. They never confirm the identities of people they kidnap, and whoever they meet is considered unlucky. No family members of those girls have ever come to find them. He didn't expect to get into trouble this time.
"Hey, listen, I think these problems can be solved and I can make amends." Marco thought about how to get out. Since these are mercenaries, in his impression, these people are the same kind as himself, so they should be able to Use money to solve it.
Smith shook his head, looking embarrassed, "You must make compensation, but not now, and my boss said that the traffickers must die."
"Smith, you talk too much." Brian pushed away the brother and stood in front of Marco, "We talked on the phone before." Looking at his doubtful eyes, "I said I would find you. ”
Marco thought of this voice, it was one of the two girls who were captured recently, "You have found her, I did not hurt her." Marco tried every means to survive.
Brian had no expression on his face. He raised his right hand and hit Marco **** the face. No longer wasting time with this scumbag, he found the two longest nails from the tool box and knocked them in front of him. "I want you to focus."
Then he raised it high and hit Marco's leg hard. A shrill scream came out, and two nails were deeply pierced into his legs.
Marco struggled hard, but to no avail. The metal chair under him was also extremely strong and did not shake at all. "Are you focused?" Looking at Marco Brian, who was shaking all over in pain, he showed no mercy.
Hold two electrodes and clamp them on two nails, "I have always preferred this method. Compared with waterboarding, it is more efficient, but it will cause greater damage to the human body."
Brian turned the switch, and electricity instantly flowed through Marco's body. His muscles twitched and trembled, and the man who was still howling suddenly lost his voice.
After waiting about ten seconds, Brian turned off the switch. Marco stopped twitching and gasped for breath.
Brian took off his suit and rolled up the sleeves of his shirt. "You know we used to outsource these jobs, but we found that the power grids in the third world countries where we outsourced were not very stable.", patted Marco. shoulders.
“Sometimes you press the switch and there’s no power, and it’s really annoying. You have to pull out your nails or put acidic solution on the exposed skin, but sometimes these methods have the opposite effect.”
Walking around Marco, he spoke in a brisk tone, like a lecturer in a science and technology museum, "But here, the power is stable and the current is strong. It can easily last a whole day if you turn on the switch."
Pointed to Smith, "As long as he pays enough for the electricity bill, I can play this game with you for a long time."
“No problem, I paid the electricity bill of two thousand euros.” Smith puffed on his cigar and smiled while watching the show.
(End of this chapter)