"Hey, have you figured out your situation now?"

Afen squatted down, reached out and grabbed Obadaiya's beard, and forced him to look at him.

"Oh."

Obadaia snorted disdainfully.

"I don't know where you got the courage, but I'll tell you now."

"There is military support behind Stark Industry. If you move me, you can't escape."

"Now I will give you a chance, don't seek death!"

Find out the situation?

I don't know who didn't understand the situation.

I also want to kidnap Tony Stark. These people are crazy about money. I am afraid that they will not have the life to take it, and they will spend it!

Hanged upside down, like a fat pig waiting to be slaughtered, he originally thought he had encountered a terrorist organization.

Unexpectedly, there were four stupid thieves with paranoia!

"Tsk!"

"I found that you rich people sometimes feel good about themselves."

Afen stood up, tidied up his collar, paused slightly and said.

"Since you are not awake yet, I will help you, so as not to wait for our boss to come later. You are talking nonsense and it seems that I am not doing well."

"What do you want to do?"

Obadaiya was a little nervous, who knew what these lunatics were going to do to him.

"Don't be nervous. Look at me as gentle as me, how could I get into trouble with you?"

"Rasu, wash his face and make him awake."

"no problem!"

Rasu took out a washbasin from the corner, and with a bang, he threw it under Obadaiya's head.

Then, from the corner of the warehouse, they took out a box of canned beer they drank last time.

Click!

Lassula opens the beer pull ring.

Ton ton ton ton!

The golden liquid was bubbled up, filling the basin under Obadaiya's head.

"Don't say we won't entertain guests, I'll just treat you to a drink."

Rasu grinned and showed a bad smile, reaching out to hold the chain hanging from Obadaiya.

"What are you going to do?"

"Hey, don't do anything random!"

As the chain moved on Rasu, Obadea hung upside down and began to circle in the spot like a top.

Obadaiya admitted that he was a little panicked now.

He had a bad feeling!

puff!

As Lassu loosened the chain, Obadaiya grabbed the ground with his head and planted it into the pot, and the liquid in the pot immediately submerged him.

The head and the pelvic floor were hit, but Obadea didn't care about the pain now.

The inferior beer poured into his eyes, nose and ears frantically.

He swears that he has never drunk such a bad drink in his life!

Sour dizziness, strong suffocation, and the danger of death approaching!

He will die, and he will kill these two madmen!

This thought flashed through Obadaiya's mind, and his body was hanging with a violent struggle, just like a witch who was executed in the Middle Ages!

"Hahaha!"

Afen, who was standing beside him, was a little happy to watch Obadaiya spitting bubbles in the beer.

"Hey, man, where did your basin come from?"

“It’s good!”

"oh."

Rasu touched his head "silly".

"I came to wash my feet last night."

"This smell is heavy enough, hurry up, pull up the person quickly, don't choke the God of Wealth to death!"

When Afen heard this, his face changed suddenly, and he hurriedly ran aside and began to pull the chains.

Hoho.

Just drink some wine, why did this guy Lasu bring some extra ingredients? If he breaks the person, the boss will definitely peel them off.

"Cough, cough cough..."

Obadea came back alive and he coughed violently.

The beard dripped with wine, and the white shirt on his body was already wet while struggling. He was in a very embarrassed now.

Where is the previous look of the highest executive of Stark Industry?

"Look, how happy I drink."

Afen squatted down and broke Obadai's bald head over. The two looked at each other and asked again with a smile.

"Do you know who we are now?"

"I know, I know..."

Along with a violent cough, Obadea nodded weakly.

"You are from the Black Hand."

"Who is our boss?"

"Wa, Walong..."

“That’s right.”

Afen patted Obadaiya's face lightly, very satisfied.

"Look at the wine covered in the body, hurry up, wipe it!"

The rag used by Rasu to wipe his feet was pulled over by Ahn and wiped it randomly at Obadaiya's bald head.

"Oh, this smell is so stingy, it's really hard for you."

Afen said, shook off the rag in his hand with disgust.

"Our boss is coming soon, but remember your answer and perform better later. Don't let me down."

Before he finished speaking, the door of the warehouse opened from outside again.

Walong, wearing a dark green suit and holding a black gold cane, walked in from outside gracefully.

This attitude doesn't look like a robber targeted by the New York Police Department, but more like a star sought after by countless fans.

Zhou followed Walong in and closed the door.

The warehouse, which had originally been lit up, became dark again. Except for the small lamp in Afen's hand, the surroundings were covered in darkness.

"Mr. Obadaiya, I have long admired your name and I am honored to meet in this way."

"Cough, ache, I, too, I'm very honored."

Obadaiya nodded while coughing.

The hero does not suffer any loss at the moment. He now knows that if he doesn't cooperate, these lunatics will really dare to kill him.

This group of people had no fear of Stark Industry or the military.

They were crazy and acted for their own purposes only, and were a group of people who did not consider the consequences at all.

Obadea admitted that he was afraid.

He can't die here, otherwise what if Tony avenges him in the future?

He wants to live, he is the man who wants to become the chairman of Stark Industrial!

He wrote down this revenge tonight, as long as he can go out alive.

Damn, black hand organization!
To be continued...