King Of War: Starting with Arms Dealer-Chapter 616 - 590 Chapter Questions

Mosin Harris had no idea what was happening...

He had taken on a big deal and then, following his usual practice, hid in his most important property, intending to complete the deal remotely.

The reason Mosin was hiding here was that it offered a kind of protection.

Joe Ga had kept all the police at bay, anticipating this situation, just wanting to see if someone would come looking...

The devilish dealings of Mosin Harris didn’t have much to do with boss Joe, but boss Joe felt that since he had encountered the situation, he should do something about it.

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The unfortunate Mosin hardly had time to ask who Joe Ga was before he was angrily laid by Orange Cat on an operating table specially designed for inseminating girls.

All the restraining straps were ready; Mosin watched as his legs were hoisted up, and then a soldier with a cold smirk on his face cut off the clothes on his body with scissors...

With his head fixed between two boards, Mosin was unable to turn it; he could only try to look at Orange Cat with desperate eyes, shouting continually, "Who are you? What are you going to do? Let me go, I want to call the police..."

A gang boss screaming about calling the police made Joe Ga, standing at the door, laugh...

Watching two Hammer Squad members bring over a full-length mirror from the changing room, Joe Ga stepped aside to allow them to use an IV stand to put it together roughly, positioning the full-length mirror above Mosin so he could see his own body.

Spurs brought tools from the fourth-floor operating room, this HRT had witnessed the horrific situation there, and now his whole person was not alright, every last bit of rule and reason in his mind thoroughly vanished.

When Medical Officer Bird heard about the situation upstairs, he and Pincers exchanged duties with ’Ginger Head’ and others, allowing the ’Hammer Squad’ to take control of the situation downstairs while they went up to help.

Seeing the setup arranged by boss Joe, Medical Officer Bird voluntarily laid down his weapon, pulled a bag of saline solution from the med kit, mixed in some drugs, and injected it into Mosin’s left hand.

As Mosin’s terrified eyes looked as though they might pop out of his head, Medical Officer Bird spoke in a deep voice, "In a few seconds, you will feel your body becoming sensitive, pain amplified, but you will not be able to faint no matter what."

With that, Medical Officer Bird checked the injuries on Mosin’s leg, then he took out a hemostat and tied it tightly around Mosin’s left thigh, after tightening it, he looked at Spurs and said, "He doesn’t need this leg anymore, if you can’t handle it, let me do it."

Mosin watched Spurs take out a surgery saw over a foot long from a big bag and place it just above his knee. The thoroughly evil gang boss completely broke...

"What do you want? I’ll give you money, I have lots of money, please let me go, let me go..."

Joe Ga walked behind Mosin’s head, held it steady, and pressed down on his eyelids with his thumb to prevent him from closing his eyes, then he sneered and asked, "Now, I’m going to ask you a few questions. Please answer them truthfully..."

"Ask, ask, I’ll tell all, I’ll tell all, just get that thing away from me, I’ll give you anything you want..."

Joe Ga, looking at Mosin’s terror-stricken eyes, smiled and said, "Where are the Liberians and the goods that need to be transported to Germany?"

As soon as Mosin heard this, his eyes suddenly focused, thinking there might be a chance at life...

"Let me down, and I’ll tell you..."

After a slight shake of his head, Joe Ga propped up Mosin’s head a little more, then holding his eyes open, he said, "Wrong answer..."

Spurs, as if hearing a command, clenched his teeth and moved the gleaming saw nearer to Mosin’s knee and began to saw, pulling it back and forth like cutting wood. Amid Mosin’s agonized screams, which reached a pinnacle of terror, it took a few minutes for the whole lower leg to be sawed off.

"Ah..."

"Stop, I’ll tell you, I’ll talk, make him stop..."

No matter how Mosin struggled, the sturdy restraints did not budge, the mirror above reflecting every horrifying detail of what was happening to him.

Excruciating pain and fear rapidly destroyed Mosin’s will, and he howled in agony, crying out loudly, "The warehouse, they’re in Modena Warehouse in Section 9, I’ve told you everything, make him stop, please, ah…"

Joe Ga noted the address and sent it to Thompson, then, at the moment Mosin’s lower leg hit the floor, he supported Mosin’s head so he was forced to look at the reflection of his severed leg in the mirror and said, "When those girls were lying here, did they beg you like this?

When you wanted to take their children, their organs, to sell for money, did they beg you?

Did they scream? Did they cry in pain? Did they plead for your mercy?

Mr. Harris, how did you respond to them?"

Because of the tourniquet, there wasn’t a lot of blood on the operating table, and with the surgeon bird clamping the major blood vessels with a hemostat, Mosin wasn’t losing a lot of blood, but the pain was too much to bear…

The physical agony combined with the terror overwhelmed Mosin’s sanity; his body shook violently, desperately trying to close his eyes so as not to see the wound on his leg, but he couldn’t manage it.

In response to Joe Ga’s question, Mosin trembled and said, "It wasn’t me, I seldom come here, really!

I’m just a minion; I’m not the mastermind, let me go, let me go, I’ll give you all my money, let me go, I can help you catch the real mastermind…

He deserves death more than I do, I beg you, please…"

Joe Ga listened and pulled out a recording pen, smiling as he said, "Then you must have evidence, right?"

Mosin had a strong instinct to survive, and hearing Joe Ga’s question, he said in pain, "There’s evidence, there’s evidence, I’ve kept all the transaction records and phone recordings...

Let me go, let me go, I’ll give you everything, I’m willing to go to prison, I’m willing to give you all my money, please let me go…"

Joe Ga looked at the terrified Mosin who had now wet the operating table and shook his head slightly, "Wrong answer…"

As he spoke, Joe Ga drew his gun and with a "bang," shot through Mosin’s right knee...

"Ah…"

Watching Mosin let out a painful scream, Joe Ga told the surgeon bird, "Mr. Harris’s right leg needs amputation, it seems he only acts smart during surgery."

The surgeon bird promptly took out a new tourniquet and wrapped it around Mosin’s right leg, then took the saw from Spurs’ hand, shook it at Mosin, and placed it above his knee...

"Don’t do this, don’t do this, the stuff is in the safe in the office across, the code is 763376, don’t do this, don’t do this, ah…"

As Mosin screamed, Joe Ga released his head, allowing him to close his eyes and alleviate the immense terror...

Joe Ga stood up and gestured for the surgeon bird to continue, then walked to the door of the operating room, watching ’Kitten’ comforting the girl who had just committed murder, talking to her softly...

Kitten was so upset that her face had turned white, probably angry with herself for the restraint she had shown in capturing Mosin earlier.

"Go to the office across and find a safe, the code is 763376, take out everything inside and give it to Thompson, have him make a few copies, one for the police and send one to every influential media outlet."

With that, Joe Ga put his arm around ’Kitten’s’ shoulder, kissed her forehead, and said, "You should be angry, furious, but don’t let the anger cloud your judgment.

Your anger is justified, we’re all angry!

We need to keep this anger alive, maybe that’s the only way we stay human!"

’Kitten’ gave Joe Ga a glance and said in a heavy voice, "Austria has no death penalty, kill that bastard…"

Joe Ga nodded and replied, "No problem, if Austrian law has no death penalty, I’ll send him to meet God, then let God judge him!"