Chapter 5404
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Cyril, who sensed that there might be a problem with the hotel, did not stand in the middle of the lobby like before, treating the hotel as a place for him to rampage. Instead, he sat on the sofa in the hotel to rest. The spacious and bright floor-to-ceiling glass behind the sofa had been shattered long ago. The cool night breeze poured in and blew the thick curtains.
Cyril, who was sitting on the sofa, was very alert. He deliberately shattered the floor-to-ceiling glass so that he could leave immediately if there was anything strange. He did not need to go around to the hotel entrance.
The injured Noah was brought from the fifth floor to the first floor. He passed through the dark lobby and stood in front of Cyril.
He wanted to stand, but Cyril's subordinates forced him to kneel. Noah, who had been shot in the thigh, resisted angrily. He was a soldier. Even if he was now a prisoner, the pride of a soldier would not allow him to kneel to a notorious drug dealer.
"You should tell all your people in the hotel to stop struggling and obediently put down their weapons. Instead of standing in front of me and fighting against me with dignity. "
Cyril spoke. His voice was so cold that it was like a venomous snake swimming in a ditch. Anyone who heard it could not help but break out in a cold sweat. "You'd better obediently kneel in front of me and talk. Maybe you'll have a chance to talk to me."
As soon as he finished speaking, the entire hotel lobby was filled with Noah's screams. The gunshot wound on his thigh was cruelly dug into with fingers.
Noah was in so much pain that he broke out in a cold sweat.
He still did not choose to kneel. He fell to the ground in pain.
The gunshots in the hotel did not stop. Noah, who was in so much pain that his muscles were twitching, knew that they had exposed themselves so that he and his soldiers could leave. However, if he asked them to stop shooting now, Cyril would not let them go either.
No, he could not let them all be exposed. They had to continue to stay in the hotel and continue to collect useful information for the country!
Since the terrorist attack in September three years ago, their country had been working hard to know and prevent terrorist attacks in advance. Countries like Melbourne were loved by terrorists. They must have an intelligence network.
The hotel was their intelligence network. Even if he died, they could not let the hotel be exposed!
Noah, who was curled up, hugged his thigh that was bleeding from the bullet and suppressed the fear in his heart with all his willpower. He panted heavily and vented his pain with a loud voice, almost shouting, "Mr. Cyril, there is a big misunderstanding between us. I still don't understand why Mr. Cyril would target me. Someone must have said something to make Mr. Cyril misunderstand me! "
"Misunderstanding? No, no, no. It's not a misunderstanding. You're a white man. I know very well what you want from me. So！ There is no misunderstanding between you and me. "
Will. The "someone" that Noah thought of was Will. He must have said something to Cyril, causing him and his soldiers to be in danger.
"Unfortunately, I'm not going to give you what you want unless you can buy all of them back," Cyril said slowly with a cold smile on his face. However, I don't want to sell them to you. You can only take them from me. "
"It's Will, right? I know, it must be Will." Noah sneered. "He wants to use Mr. Cyril to get rid of me. He must have thought so. Mr. Cyril, you've been deceived. You've been deceived by him! "
Will, this damn guy, because of the four paintings, he made him believe him!
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