Seeing that he was about to enter the hotel, Ferrero put a smile on his face again.
But this smile did not last for even ten seconds. When Ferrero's front foot had just stepped into the hotel's main entrance, two burly guys came up to him on both sides.
"Mr. Ferrero." The person who stopped him said, "Our boss invites you."
Ferrero's face instantly turned ugly, "Who are you! Let me go! This is the United States, where the law is followed! If you dare to touch me, I will ask my lawyer to make you bankrupt and squat in prison for the rest of your life! "
But these two men did not care about Ferrero at all.
Ferrero's driver wanted to take out his gun, but the man's left hand was also in his suit. As long as he dared to move, the other party would immediately make a move.
After all, there were many people on the other side. Ferrero's driver did not dare to act rashly. He could only obediently put down his hand slowly.
"As long as Mr. Ferrero cooperates with us, we promise that no one will be in danger." The other party continued, "If Mr. Ferrero is not ready to cooperate with us, I promise that you will be injured before your driver makes a move."
Ferrero glanced at the driver and motioned him not to act rashly.
In fact, his driver was not ready to act rashly at all. As long as he made a move in this place, they would definitely suffer.
There were two people in front of them, and there were four or five people around. Although they did not come forward, they were all staring at them.
The driver did not want to be beaten into dice as soon as he entered the hotel!
"Mr. Ferrero, please." The other party gestured to him.
Ferrero had no choice but to follow the other party. He was taken directly to the door of a room.
When he walked to the door of the room, Ferrero heard the screams inside!
Ferrero's face became more and more ugly.
The other party knocked on the door, and someone inside opened the door. After seeing Ferrero outside, he immediately motioned to come in.
"What do you want to do?" Ferrero hesitated. He did not know what was waiting for him inside.
"Mr. Ferrero, you are our distinguished guest. The boss will not do anything to you." The person outside said.
Ferrero did not want to go in at this time. Although he did not want to, after all, he was a person of status. If he was afraid of such a small thing, he would be laughed at! This was the face that Ferrero could not afford to lose.
"Hold on."
When Ferrero's driver wanted to go in, he was stopped directly.
"Boss …" The driver looked at Ferrero hesitantly. He didn't know what to do now. Resist? Or were they going to let them do whatever they wanted?
Ferrero nodded, indicating that he should listen to them.
When Ferrero entered the suite, the door closed and Ferrero's driver was immediately taken away.
Ferrero stood at the door for a few seconds before striding into the living room of the suite. As soon as he entered, he saw a tragic scene.
Courtney's upper body was bare. His valiant muscles were splattered with blood. In front of Courtney was a fellow who had been beaten beyond recognition. His entire body was covered in blood!
Perhaps it would have been better if he had been beaten up. This person was also half-naked. His chest and lower abdomen were charred by the electric baton! There was also the smell of burning meat in the room.
Ferrero was a person who had seen storms and waves, but he couldn't help but feel his scalp tingle when he saw such a scene.
"Mr. Ferrero, I didn't expect us to meet here." Courtney smiled and took the wet towel handed to him by his men to wipe his hands. Then he pointed to the sofa and said to Ferrero, "Come on, please sit down!"
Ferrero sat down with a blank expression.
Then Courtney glared at his men, "Why aren't you pouring a glass of wine for Mr. Ferrero?"
"No, no need." Ferrero shook his head, "No, there's no need for that."
Courtney smiled faintly, "How can that be? We haven't seen each other for so long. I'll buy you a drink. You won't refuse, right?"
"No, I don't mean that." Ferrero said, "It's just that I'm not feeling well these days. I can't drink. My doctor told me that once I drink, it's very harmful to my body. "
"Then forget it." Courtney immediately waved his hand, then pointed to the guy in front of him who was beaten half to death. He asked with a smile, "Mr. Ferrero, do you know who he is?"
Ferrero shook his head and didn't say a word.
Courtney chuckled, "Let me introduce him. His name is Walt. He's a small force that has just risen in recent years. Now that he has a bit of status, he doesn't know the immensity of heaven and earth. He even wants to reach out and touch Mr. Baldwin's' cake '. "
The guy on the ground who was barely breathing responded, "I … I … I won't … dare anymore … please … please … let me go … I … swear … I will never … never … dare to touch … Mr. Baldwin's … anything …"
"You can still talk?" Courtney said coldly, "I should try putting the stun baton in my mouth to see what happens."
The half-dead Walt's body twitched. He was half dead. If his mouth released electricity again, he would be dead for sure!
"Courtney, what you did in the hotel is … is … very …!" Ferrero wanted to say something serious, but he stopped himself.
Courtney shook his head disapprovingly, "It's nothing. The things I do are the same everywhere. There's no difference."
"But you've gone too far!" Ferrero said. He had heard of Walt.
"It's not that I went too far, Mr. Ferrero. You should know the reason first. He wanted to touch Mr. Baldwin's things. Otherwise, I wouldn't torture him like this. "Courtney said," Would I provoke you for no reason? No! Who would I provoke for no reason? Can you name a name? "
Ferrero was so angry that he couldn't say a word.
"Drag him away. Don't disturb me and Mr. Ferrero." Courtney waved his hand and motioned for his men to drag him directly to the bathroom.
"What are you going to do with him?" Ferrero stared at Courtney.
Courtney was famous for his cruelty in New York, so Ferrero knew that Walt was doomed. But now he was in the same situation as Walt. They were both "invited" here!
Ferrero didn't even know how many people in the bathroom were in the same situation as Walt!
"If the toilet pump is strong enough, I can chop him up piece by piece and flush him down," Courtney laughed. Courtney laughed and said, "But this might clog the toilet bowl. Forget it, let's not do that."
After pausing for a moment, Courtney continued, "I can chop off one of his arms into small pieces and let him slowly charge forward on his own to see if there is a blockage. If there is a blockage, I'll leave him alive. If there is no blockage, I have no reason to not do so."
Ferrero's face turned green after hearing this. Even if he was also a member of a gang, he had seen all kinds of cruel means. But to let the victim flush his own body down the toilet? This was simply the most painful torture, both physically and psychologically.
"You will suffer retribution for doing things like this." Ferrero stared at Courtney.
Courtney sneered, "Mr. Ferrero, then tell me, how do you do things? Won't you suffer retribution for what you did? I remember that you poured people in cement with your own hands. Is this just a rumor made up to scare people? "
Ferrero couldn't say a word.
"Well, Mr. Ferrero, let's not talk about these disappointing topics." Courtney said, "Let's talk about us. How long has it been since we last met? I remember that the last time we met was half a year ago, right? "
Ferrero was not in the mood to listen to him. His mind was already in a mess.
He actually felt like an animal waiting to be slaughtered!
Thinking of this, Ferrero suddenly became anxious. No matter what, he was a person of status. How could he be controlled and threatened by Courtney like this!
"Courtney! What do you want? Stop pretending! "Ferrero slammed the table and suddenly stood up.
Courtney's three men in the room immediately raised their pistols and aimed at him!
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