Fatal Strike: Mercenary Road of Gunfire Ranger-Chapter 1052 - 986: An Acquaintance?

Upon hearing the man's cries, Mountain Eagle forcefully grabbed his collar and dragged him into the cabin's kitchen...

Utilizing the cabin's complex structure, Mountain Eagle quickly replaced the handgun's magazine, then forcefully pulled apart a wire, creating a short circuit. He leaned at the connection between the living room and the kitchen, using bullets to block the cabin's door.

By this time, the guards of the cabin were completely stunned. The darkness instantly engulfed most of their ability to retaliate, and they had no way to retreat. The robotic soldiers emerging from the darkness were like life-devouring demons, ignoring the oncoming bullets. Whenever they showed themselves, bullets would find them.

In less than half a minute, the guards chose to give up resistance, shouting 'surrender' as they began to disperse and flee.

But since Mountain Eagle had already revealed the robotic soldiers, he was not planning to leave any survivors.

When the guards charged out from their hiding spots, they were met with the muzzles of the robots.

"Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang..."

The monotonous, almost mechanical gunfire echoed, quickly clearing the area around the cabin.

After confirming there were no survivors in the vicinity, Mountain Eagle found the cabin's fuse, resetting the tripped power that was caused by the short circuit, and then returned to the kitchen.

By now, Derek Wayne had not yet recovered from the dizziness and ringing in his ears caused by the shock bomb. As Mountain Eagle grabbed his neck and dragged him onto the dining table, Derek could only curl up into a ball, wailing continuously...

"Don't kill me, don't hurt me, what do you guys want..."

Mountain Eagle glanced around through Crow, realizing that the battle here hadn't caught outside attention. He checked the time and simply took out a rope, tying Derek's hands and feet to the four legs of the dining table, making him lie on the table in a 'big' character shape.

He ordered the robots to line up all the corpses in front of the cabin's porch, then Jiao Jia went into the cabin's cigar room and found a box of Cuban cigars, before grabbing two bottles of brandy and heading back to the kitchen.

Looking at the trembling Derek Wayne, Mountain Eagle forcefully set the brandy bottle beside his ear.

"Bang."

The explosive sound of the bottle hitting the table made Derek Wayne's body shudder.

Due to the shock bomb, Derek wasn't able to make out Mountain Eagle's face; now, more than ever, he didn't dare open his eyes, only repeating...

"Don't kill me, don't kill me, whatever you want, just say..."

Knowing the effects of the shock bomb still needed time to wear off, the impatient Mountain Eagle covered Derek's face with a towel, twisted open the brandy to take a swig himself, and then poured the majority over Derek's face.

'Water torture'—who knows who invented it, but it was certainly promoted to notoriety by the US Army.

The near-death experience brought by suffocation, along with the constant fear on the edge of life and death, quickly shatters a person's will.

Mountain Eagle didn't want to kill Derek immediately; after soaking the towel with brandy, he sat back in a chair and lit a cigar...

When Derek showed symptoms of oxygen deprivation, Mountain Eagle lifted a corner of the towel...

Seeing the guy greedily take a few breaths, he covered the towel again, adding a little more brandy.

This method might not compare to constant waterboarding, but it's certainly enough for a pampered energy tycoon.

Mountain Eagle hadn't even finished half a cigar, and with two bottles of brandy not yet completely empty, the guy had already collapsed, peeing his pants and starting to shake his head and sob like a girl driven to despair, begging for mercy...

Mountain Eagle checked the time and thought the aftereffects of the shock bomb had mostly subsided. He stood up, uncovered the towel from Derek Wayne's face, and, in his shattered gaze, pressed the burning cigar against his arm...

"Sizzle..."

"Ah..."

Derek Wayne screamed in agony, then, looking at Mountain Eagle before him, incredulously shouted, "Why is it you? How are you here?"

Seeing the panic flash across Derek Wayne's face, Mountain Eagle set up a phone beside him, aiming it at Derek's contorted face, and said, "Mr. Veen, do you know me?"

Derek Wayne replied with a panicked expression, "I know you, Mountain Eagle, you're Mountain Eagle!"

Saying so, Derek Wayne seemed to suddenly think of something, loudly exclaimed, "Don't kill me, my uncle is Stephen Veen, you once had a cooperation..."

Mountain Eagle was taken aback; he certainly remembered 'Mr. Veen', who lost 80 million dollars in Los Angeles, and then offered him a multi-million-dollar commission.

That million-dollar commission about pursuing a money-laundering dealer in Central America hasn't been completed yet, only Matthias occasionally spends money to hire someone to shoot near the guy, just to intimidate him.

Currently, the business in El Salvador is advancing rapidly, and Mountain Eagle nearly forgot about this commission.

But even if he forgot the commission, Mountain Eagle wouldn't forget the Las Vegas gambling tycoon 'Mr. Veen'.

That old guy regularly handles a daily cash flow in the billions and enjoys very deep connections in Washington.

Mountain Eagle's El Salvador project, ostensibly with Senator William Hurt and a bunch of Silicon Valley tech moguls as the major shareholders, secretly includes 'Mr. Veen's resources and connections.

That old man controls a portion of the United States gambling industry, and with his terrifying cash flow, he himself is a huge money-laundering conduit, indeed doing business in this area.

Mountain Eagle's El Salvador plan fits his business needs very well, helping him fill the void in digital currency business, so Mountain Eagle merely inquired by email, and the old man cheerfully invested 50 million dollars.

The money might not be much, but the guy only wanted a ticket to the game, enough for a little special treatment on the Bitcoin trading platform.

Strictly speaking, 'Mr. Veen' can be considered a partner of Mountain Eagle's project, but this does not mean Derek Wayne will survive...

Mountain Eagle frowned, sitting beside Derek Wayne, and said, "Mr. Veen is your uncle?"

Derek Wayne, seeing there might be hope, nodded vigorously and exclaimed, "Yes, my Stephen Veen is my uncle, it's because of him that I have my current career...

Don't kill me, any demands you have I can fulfill, let's talk, don't torment me anymore!"

Mountain Eagle shook his head, saying, "With connections like Mr. Veen, why do you still engage in this kind of business?"

Derek Wayne was momentarily stunned, then helplessly said, "Sir, I'm just a middleman connecting various parties, everyone needs a reliable financial transfer center, and I just happen to have the resources in this area.

Mountain Eagle, whatever you want, let's just talk, I beg you, stop torturing me!"

Saying this, Derek Wayne, as if suddenly remembering something, quickly said, "I have something here that might interest you, as long as you don't kill me, I'll tell you everything...

I'm serious, Andrew Bonar, do you remember this person?

He said he knows you..."