I, mythical giant

Chapter 163
Amidst the panic and helpless complaints, the headlights of the cars chasing them, beams of light, had already illuminated the area in front of the Buddhist temple like daylight.

Dominic's headless corpse in front of the gate of the Buddhist temple, the smashed front of the SUV that had been shot by a sniper, and the blood on the ground were all clearly visible under the beam of the white car lights.

A car parked outside the gate of the Buddhist temple and surrounded the area, but no one got out of the car for a while.

They are all watching.

Mr. Yan took a puff of his cigar and said calmly: "The next few people coming down, all bring rocket launchers."

The four doors of a car next to it were opened at the same time, and several people carrying rocket launchers came down from the four doors. The muzzles of the guns were facing each other. They stared vigilantly at the surrounding darkness.

At the same time, the mercenaries had almost the same reaction. Several people got out of the car and stood guard in all directions with rocket launchers.

For a long time, there was no movement.

Then more and more cars opened their doors, twenty or thirty cars, more than a hundred people, all rushed out.

Mr. Yan's people are centered around Mr. Yan's car, and the mercenaries are divided into four groups, with each group clearly distinct; while they are wary of possible snipers, they are also wary of each other.

The two cars of the speedsters were blocked in front of the temple, like two little white rabbits, only shivering.

"Go, get those clowns out."

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

Almost at the same time, mercenaries from all walks of life also sent people, grabbed their guns, and watched the two cars of the Speeding Party slowly press on.

The speedsters did not dare to resist. Several people, including Giselle and Bangzi Han, who had a broken leg and was in shock, were captured and dragged to the center where the car lights converged. Many guns were pointed at them in the dark hole.

Giselle and Han were held hostage by mercenaries, while the three Romans were held hostage by Mr. Yan's people.

Mr. Yan got out of the car, and several men with iron rings quickly surrounded him. They blocked the shooting routes in all directions with their bodies, surrounded him, and walked to the front of the car.

Afterwards, Ah Xiang and the two men wearing iron rings got down from the back seat with Rebecca in their arms, and pushed them to the side of Mr. Yan.

Mr. Yan held his cigar in his mouth, glanced around, and said to the side: "Go, catch all the theatergoers, if you want to watch the theater, let them watch it face to face."

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

"Wow, such a big scene, Mr. Yan!"

Tang Ren was frightened and made a hippie smile, nodding and bowing.

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

"Brother Tai, if you want to help me, I will do it for you. You go ahead." Tang Ren pushed him away and said quickly: "Mr. Yan, we... We went for a walk after dinner. I don't know what you are doing here. Nao Nao Nao, let's do it now Walk."

Mr. Yan didn't even look at them.

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

He paused and said, "Hand over your things, and I'll keep your whole body."

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

Giselle's expression was dim, she glanced at Han, then at Roman and the others; Roman and the others were also looking at her at the same time.

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

Mr. Yan looked over and said, "The lives of just a few bastards are worthless. If the information is valuable, I can make the decision to let you go."

His cloudy eyes now contained depth.

The leaders of the mercenaries exchanged glances and nodded.

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

As soon as this remark came out, there was much commotion.

Mr. Yan narrowed his eyes, threw the cigar in his hand to the person next to him, stepped forward to stare at Giselle, and said, "Jiang Shan has come to Bangkok?"

"That's right!" Giselle raised her head and said with absolute certainty: "I left Koros Island with him and arrived in Bangkok together. We separated at the pier and originally made an appointment to meet here, but he did not show up. He It must be in Bangkok, maybe nearby.”

Mr. Yan pondered: "So you came here to leave us alone and deal with him privately?"

Giselle said, "Yes, and no."

"Actually, we made a deal with the CIA; we lured him here, the CIA caught him, got his stuff back on Isla Nubra, and then cleared his name 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 at this Tianfo Temple."

"but"

"But someone shot you, but the CIA didn't show up." Mr. Yan nodded. "It seems that the CIA has a problem. They have attacked you before the deal. Maybe they are already dead."

There was an inexplicable smile on his old face: "There are other people."

As he said that, he turned his face to the peaceful Rebecca and said, "Ms. Rebecca, tell me, which side are you on?"

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

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

Rebecca said leisurely: "You will know later."

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

Then he turned to Giselle and the others: "Where's the stuff?"

Giselle pretended and swallowed: "Promise to let us go!"

Mr. Yan was expressionless: "Your words are not to be believed. Unless you tell me where that Mr. Jiang is now."

"I don't know!" Giselle looked a little excited: "He said he would come here, and I sent him countless messages afterwards, but he didn't show up, he played us!"

"I'm sorry then." Mr. Yan's voice was calm and he waved his hand to the person next to him.

A few people came out and walked towards the two cars of the speeding party.

The mercenaries over there were not slow to react, and they also sent a few people to walk towards the two cars at the same time.

After a while, someone said: "Here!"

Under the illumination of a bunch of headlights, in the trunk of the SUV with the front of the car smashed, a huge thermostat and a laptop were clearly displayed in front of everyone's eyes.

Neither Mr. Yan's people nor the mercenary's people moved rashly.

"So, what leverage do you have?"

Mr. Yan took a look, then looked away, and swayed back and forth over Giselle and the others.

Roman and others, their faces are ashen.

"Tell me, where is Jiang Shan!" Mr. Yan beckoned, and the person next to him handed him a gun; the old clapper clicked the bullets into the chamber, and the gun was aimed at Roman.

Giselle muttered, her face full of despair.

boom.

A hole exploded in Roman's dark forehead, his skull lifted up, and he fell on his back without saying a word.

"Say."

Mr. Yan aimed his gun at Taiji again.

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

She shook her head frantically.

boom!
Taiji falls.

There was only one Shan En left, who couldn't help roaring anymore, and then snapped. A series of gunshots, he was beaten into a sieve.

(End of this chapter)