"Bang!" Lin Qiang fired a shot, and the bullet rubbed past Mo Jiade's hair, leaving a string of burnt marks.

"You!" Mo Jiade stroked his damaged hair and glared at Lin Qiang.

"Mo Jiade, if you tell me everything, I can let you go back." Lin Qiang picked up a lifebuoy from the driver's seat. "If you can swim."

"What does it mean?" Mo Jiade seemed to understand Lin Qiang's words, but was still uncertain.

"I mean if you answer my question, I can let you jump into the sea. If you bring this lifebuoy, I believe your subordinates will immediately find that you pulled you on the boat." Lin Qiang said, "Of course, you can also choose to die immediately, everything will end, and I clapped my hands and left, and I will leave this regret in my life."

"Why should I believe what you said?" Mo Jiade's eyes shone. Lin Qiang's proposal was indeed reasonable, but he is now the lamb in Lin Qiang's hands and can be slaughtered.

"I am a guarantee as a Chinese soldier." Lin Qiang said, "But, Mr. Mo Jiade, you can only choose to say that you are dead. In short, you are all dead, so why not bet on my luck?"

Mo Jiade gritted his teeth and thought. Lin Qiang's gun barrel was already pressed against his forehead. He could not help but think too much. Just as Mo Jiade was still hesitating, Lin Qiang said: "I hope you make a choice soon, otherwise, when I miss my deceased comrades, I might accidentally shoot you."

Mojade shivered instinctively, and the desire to survive forced him to kneel on the ground and said, "I say, I say."

"The first question is, who killed Ye Xiong?"

"Is a sniper."

"Is it yours?"

"No, it was sent by a gentleman."

"Sir?" Lin Qiang was a little confused, "Tell me the details of this gentleman."

"There is a gentleman who said that we could provide us with supplies, but his request was that we must assist his subordinates in killing you." Mojade said, "The supplies he gave were indeed very generous, even comparable to government forces."

"I have never seen a real person with that gentleman, but I just had phone calls. At that time, I thought it was a harassing call or something, but I didn't expect it to be true." Mo Jiade swallowed.

Lin Qiang shot the sky casually and said, "Don't let your mother's stinking fart!" Lin Qiang cursed the country, but Mo Jiade didn't understand what this meant. Seeing Lin Qiang's angry expression, he immediately trembled.

"Tell me the truth, did you make up that sir on the spot?" Lin Qiang put the barrel on Mo Jiade's forehead again and asked loudly.

The barrel that had just fired the bullet was particularly frustrated. I don’t know if it was burned by the barrel or was intimidated by Lin Qiang’s questioning, Mo Jiade shrank his hand and opened his mouth wide and began to panic.

"Say!" Lin Qiang kicked Mo Jiade and cursed with gritted teeth, "Do you really don't want to live anymore? Mo Jiade!"

"It's American, it's American!" Mo Jiade shouted in disbelief, "Their people found me and asked my men to investigate you, and promised to give us supplies."

"Then why do you want to kill Ye Xiong?" Lin Qiang grabbed Mo Jiade's neck and almost lifted him up.

Mo Jiade cried with tears in his eyes: "That Ye Xiong noticed something strange. These Americans said they could not investigate anymore, and in order to erase their whereabouts..."

"Just what?" Lin Qiang's eyes were covered in blood. He saw Mo Jiade talking with a mouth, but his voice was inaudible.,.
Chapter completed!