Chapter 1217 Revenge

Neeson: "How did your boss know who killed his son, and how did you find him?"

Ta-ta-ta-"Are you armed?"

But at this moment, the bearded man who originally went in to report the news came out and asked Nissen a question.

"It's in your hand."

Nissen looked at the other party without changing his expression.

The bearded man hesitated for a moment, but in the end did not ask for Neeson's body to be searched, but turned around and took him into the warehouse.

It was already early in the morning, and there was a row of bunks at the entrance of the warehouse. At this time, there were three or four strong men lying on the bed. Many people heard the noise and directly pulled up the quilt to cover their heads. They also muttered something, it seemed.

It's a curse word.

They slept well at first, but there were too many things going on tonight. They were sleeping at the door again, and would be disturbed by any movement. They were obviously a little angry now.

Nissen glanced at the people, quietly dropped two pistols from his body, and then casually kicked the guns under the bed with his foot.

When the bearded man asked him if he had any weapons, Neeson was actually sweating.

He almost couldn't help but draw his gun and kill the two of them.

He came here to avenge Murad, so naturally he couldn't be without weapons.

In fact, during the melee at the construction site, he picked up a lot of weapons and took them with him. Now he had six pistols, a dozen magazines, and hundreds of rounds of ammunition hidden in his body.

The bearded man took him all the way to the second floor. At the corner, Neeson placed another pistol and threw it in the corner.

The two came to a brightly lit room on the second floor, where four people were playing poker around the table.

After entering the door, Nissen took the initiative to make a request: "A cup of coffee with sugar, no milk."

After hearing his words, the five people, including the bearded man, were stunned. Apparently they did not expect him to be so arrogant.

In the past, other people had entered the Albanian warehouse, but even law enforcement officers were restrained when they saw them.

The reason is naturally because they are all desperadoes, and even the police dare not provoke them easily.

However, Nissen's behavior of not taking them seriously made several people quietly breathe a sigh of relief.

Since Nissen dares to drink their coffee, it at least shows that the other party is not an enemy.

"what do you want?"

So one of them took the initiative to ask Nissen about his purpose.

Neeson: "I'm here to negotiate the price, can you make the decision?"

In fact, Nissen was not sure what he was going to do at the moment. He originally wanted to find Murad and then find an opportunity to kill him.

But now that Murad is not here, his plan has come to nothing. The reason why he still enters the warehouse is just to avoid the trip in vain, and at the same time, he also wants to confirm whether Murad is really gone.

"We have already negotiated the price with Mr. Lincoln."

Several people did not answer Nissen's second question, but moved out of their original backers.

"With such a big thing happening tonight, do you think Lincoln can still protect you? Because of them, Paris is in a mess tonight, and I even had to get up from home and come to you at this time.

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"Thanks."

Nissen didn't care at all who Lincoln was. The most fundamental reason why he chose to come to the Albanian's lair in the early morning was because he knew that at this time, even if he wanted to find a backer, it would not be easy to contact him.

If there hadn't been some accident and Murad went out, his plan would have been more perfect.

Before Nissen finished speaking, he saw the coffee coming, so he reached out to take the coffee first: "If you think what I said makes sense, then continue to listen to me. If you don't want to listen to what I say, then you might as well wait until someone else comes tomorrow.

I came to see you, but I can guarantee that the person who comes to see you tomorrow will definitely not have as good an attitude as me."

"Please, sir."

The Albanians were obviously aware of their position vis-à-vis these authorities and did not refute Nissen's words.

“The coffee is good.”

Nissen did not speak in a hurry, but took a sip of coffee first.

"We use satellites to monitor you 24 hours a day. Every word you say and everything you do is known to us and recorded."

Nissen was walking with coffee while observing the surrounding environment. After hearing his words, even though it was pitch dark outside, one of them subconsciously closed the curtains.

"By the way, which one of you is Murad?"

Suddenly, he changed the topic and asked a question.

"Why do you ask?"

The people sitting here were still listening to Nissen's talk about the evidence of their crimes. Unexpectedly, he suddenly asked another question. But to Nissen's pity, none of them answered subconsciously. It seemed that no one among them

It's Murad.

"When I came here, my colleagues told me that Murad was the boss here."

Nissen still didn't believe that Murad would leave so coincidentally in the early hours of the morning.

"We are all Murad."

One of the bald heads looked at Nissen and answered his question.

Nissen: "I'm talking about Murad from Chopaga."

"We are all from Drapaga."

This time it was someone else who answered Nissen's question.

"Haha. Since you like playing games so much, the fee will be increased by 10%!"

Nissen, however, did not tolerate a few people and directly stated that the protection fee would be increased.

"Don't think that because we are immigrants, you can blackmail us at will. We understand the law and have money to hire a lawyer."

Hearing that Nissen wanted to increase the money, someone else started to refute.

"I'm blackmailing you because you did something illegal. Which crime do you want to be arrested for? Drug trafficking, kidnapping, forced trade? Or murder? How about you choose one?"

"You came to this country and took advantage of this country because of our tolerance, but this does not mean that we are weak and helpless. Your arrogance and rudeness angered me. For this reason, the fee has been increased by 10%. Now, we are here to talk

Let’s get down to business, or should we continue playing?”

Nissen's words made everyone in the room fall silent.

If the giants in the east had not disbanded, the Albanians would certainly not be afraid of these French guys who surrendered very quickly.

But times have changed, and Albanians can only come to Paris humbly.

"You make an offer."

In the end, this group of gangsters chose to compromise.

"I pay 20% more every month than before. I can only guarantee that the price will not be increased arbitrarily in the next year, provided that you are more peaceful."

Nissen drank the coffee in one breath and walked to the door.

The five people in the room looked at each other, and after a moment of silence, they took out their money one after another, and then got together.

"The total here is twelve thousand euros, and the rest will be given to you when our boss comes back."

If Albanians were rich, there would be no need to come here to do illegal and criminal things.

So when Nissen proposed to ask for money, several people sitting there were obviously gang management members, but their combined money only amounted to more than 10,000.

Seeing the actions of several people, Nissen was completely relieved of his doubts.

Although he did not know Murad, he also knew that if these people were really Murad, they would not be unable to pay a month's protection fee.

Dong dong dong——

"The boss is back."

Just when Nissen was about to take the money and leave, suddenly there were footsteps outside the warehouse, and then someone shouted something in English.

Hearing the other party's shouting, Nissen's heart suddenly moved.

So he looked at the people in the room again: "Your boss is back, and I just want to talk to him."

As he spoke, he stepped back.

At this time, the few people in the room paid no attention to Nissen, but took the initiative to walk towards the door, apparently wanting to greet Murad.

"Damn it, the information given by these guys from the Security Bureau is not accurate at all. Go out and look for this person. This is his photo. If I find him, I will make sure that he dies in an ugly way. And it's not just him, but also him."

family and friends”

Nissen followed a few people. Originally, he wanted to take the opportunity to let others introduce him to Murad and find an opportunity to kill them. However, when he heard a voice below talking about the Security Bureau, Nissen froze on the spot.

Because he has not forgotten that the identity he is pretending to be at the moment is that of the Security Bureau.

And more importantly, in order for tonight's operation to go smoothly, he had called Claude before and used the characteristics of two mobile phones tied together to lead the Security Bureau people to the motel where he had been hiding.

When I thought about the previous door, the stupid man said that Murad got out where his son's murderer had stayed.
To be continued...