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Dense gunfire rang out at the entrance of the room. Although the gunfire was extremely dense and flaming, the sound of this gunfire sounded extremely dull, and it was obvious that it was fitted with a silencer.

The dull sound of gunfire lasted for more than ten seconds before it stopped, and the eyes of the few killers at the door fell on the blurred figure.

There was a thud!

The figure fell to the ground at once, his body twitched a few times, and before he could even let out a scream, he just planted himself on the ground, without a sound.

"Go over and take a look, make sure he's dead!" A man said in a low voice.

The two a_sa_sins immediately came over, their guns tightly gripped in their hands, pointing at the figure on the ground, even though the man on the ground looked like there was no chance of him surviving, they still didn't let their guard down, they could tell that these people were definitely veterans!

"Strange, why is there no sound in the headset?" A man asked in surprise, he was about to report the situation to Donlin, but he suddenly realised that the headset was silent, there was no sound at all, "Is it out of range?"

"There's no sound in my headset either!" Another man standing in the doorway whispered.

"It should be out of reception range!" Another man said, "But still, be careful not to gutter!"

"Click, click!"

2 sounds of gun bolts being pulled, if one was familiar with firearms one would have immediately heard that it should be the sound of a semi-automatic rifle or an automatic rifle when the bolt was pulled.

The two men standing in the doorway, long guns clutched in their hands, reflected the light from the computer screen and pointed at the figure lying on the ground. The light was hazy, but there was no problem seeing the man's silhouette clearly.

The two men in the room, however, approached cautiously, with a wary look in their eyes; they would not let down their guard as long as they did not confirm that their target was dead.

The two men slowly arrived in front of the figure and immediately pulled the trigger.

Bang Bang Bang……

"Something's not right, something's flying!" A man shouted lowly, "It's duck down…… not good, this on the ground is not a person, it's just a rolled up quilt……"

Before he could finish his words, he suddenly saw a flash of black shadows in front of him, and in a flash, a sharp pain that started from his wrist and spread instantly throughout his body.

He fiercely opened his mouth wide, and a cry of surprise was about to issue, while in the next moment, his eyes went black, an errant sound came from his throat, and his whole body just fell headlong to the ground without a sound.

Bang!

The other man also fell to the ground in the same way, his body twitched a few times and he didn't move anymore.

The 4 remaining men at the door were shocked, but before they could pull the trigger, they suddenly felt a flash of silhouettes in front of them, followed by a pain in the back of their heads, and two of them fell to the ground with a muffled cry.

The remaining two men, however, had already been knocked unconscious from behind and thrown into the room.

Bang!

Another figure was thrown through the door and landed heavily on the floor.

"Hoo-hoo!"

A man came in outside the door and gestured twice, while the figure inside the door, waved his hand, and the man outside retreated at once.

Snap, snap, snap!

A few moments later, all the lights in the hotel came on and electricity was restored, and the room was similarly lit up, a bright light that looked extraordinarily clear.

Wendell leaned against the wall at the entrance, holding a three-pronged military spike in his hand, and looked coldly at the seven people in the room, six of whom were dressed oddly, looking as if they were street punks.

The other one, on the other hand, was wearing the hotel's work uniform.

This was the same man who was standing at the reception desk in the ground floor lobby acting as a receptionist; Dagom had found him in the surveillance room and had restrained him and thrown him in.

The man who had been killed in the first floor of the building was the same as the man who had been killed in the first floor of the building.

Wendell walked up quickly and quickly activated the bio-current in his body, nudging each of these seven people's bodies a few times.

"Well!"

These seven people instantly woke up, but suddenly changed their faces, each with wide eyes, the veins on their foreheads rising high, their faces turning red as if they were being choked, extremely ugly.

In fact, at this moment, a bio-current was raging wildly in their bodies, destroying their bodies from within.

The pain that seemed to come from the soul was still fresh in Wendell's mind even now, let alone these few killers who had never undergone such training.

These seven people were like being in hell at this moment, in unbearable pain, but for some reason, it was as if their bodies did not belong to them, they had no control over them at all, not even the ability to move a finger. Yet the unbearable pain was clearly transmitted to everyone's mind.

Every second of this was an extremely painful ordeal, as if they were in purgatory.

If it were possible, these seven men would want to kill themselves right now, but their bodies were not moving at all, and they looked as if they were lying on the ground resting, which seemed strange!

"All of you now know what happens when you are a killer, right?" Wendell finally spoke, he pulled over a chair and sat down in front of the seven people, saying indifferently, "Now, I want to ask a few questions, I don't know if a few of you are willing to answer!"

The seven men had the heart to die, so how could they be unwilling to answer?

But the problem was, they couldn't move!

"It seems that I hit too hard just now, several of you are unable to stand up for a while, how about this, if anyone wants to answer the questions, just blink and I will help you up, what do you think?!" Wendell smiled faintly and asked indifferently.

At this moment, how could several people dare to say half a word no? At the same time, they blinked hard, afraid that they would be slower than others, where was the coldness and strength of a killer?

Wendell smiled faintly and said, "It seems that the hearts of several people are not bad, that's great!"

He stepped forward and slightly probed his body, quickly nodding a few times on each of the seven people's bodies, those seven people immediately let out a long sigh of relief and their entire bodies were relaxed, but the clothes on their bodies were already soaked with cold sweat.

"All sit up!" Wendell said indifferently, "First question, what did you guys come to do when you broke into my room, shooting and turning off the lights!"

The seven people looked at each other at once, how could this man ask that?

Even a fool should know that they were here to kill someone!

Although their hearts were puzzled, these few people did not dare not answer the question Wendell asked, one of them said honestly, "We came here to, to…… kill you!"

"Kill me?!"

Wendell, as if he was very surprised, asked again, "Why did you come to kill me? Who sent you guys here?!"

"We don't know why we want to kill you either, just that someone asked us to come and kill all the people in this room and then make it look like a suicide, but we don't know the exact reason……" another person replied quickly.

This interrogation technique is really effective!

Wendell secretly praised in his heart, but his mouth was a fierce cold snort: "Simply D_mn, who sent you?!"

At the sight of Wendell's anger, all of them were startled, and one of them said in a panic, "Yes, it was Duke Faran who sent us here!"

"Say something specific, don't make me ask more questions!" Wendell's face suddenly went cold as he bellowed low.

"Yes, yes, yes!" A few people were instantly astonished and nodded their heads.

1 of them said, "This gentleman, it was Donlin of the Fred Group who sent us here, we are all the Faran family's hit men in the shadows……"

This man seemed to be really frightened by Wendell, and spoke incessantly about his origins and purpose without hiding anything, even some of the evil things Donlin usually did. However, Wendell regretted that although this man said so, he did not have any evidence, and even if the police were called, it could only be used as a human witness.

With the Faran family's energy in Silga and Celoa, when the time comes, as long as there is a little operation, Donlin can easily get off, there will not be any serious consequences at all.

But for the current Wendell, what this man said would have been very useful, and he didn't expect to immediately move Donlin down, let alone think about wiping the Faran family out of Silga and Celoa, even if he wanted to do so, it wasn't something he could do right now.

After hearing this man finish, Wendell hummed and turned his gaze back to the male receptionist in the hotel overalls and asked, "So, do you think he's right?"

The man, however, immediately nodded and said, "Yes, what they said is correct."

"Then……" Wendell smiled faintly and asked, "Don't you have anything to add?"

"What they said was already very detailed, more specifically, I don't know, after all, I'm just a small errand boy……" the male receptionist immediately said.

Wendell, however, laughed: "It seems that you really look at me as a fool!"

The man was stunned and looked at Wendell with some concoalition.

"Don't give me that look!" Wendell snorted coldly, "Don't you forget that we met this morning at Tamil Mansion!"

The man's face immediately changed, he only thought about how to get out of it, but forgot that he himself was present when Wendell clashed with Donlin at Tamil Mansion in the morning, and he was Donlin's bodyguard at that time!

"Now, do you have anything to add?!" Wendell asked indifferently. Although his tone was bland, his eyes were filled with murderous intent.

That male receptionist's face changed somewhat, and finally, after gritting his teeth, he finally said, "Donlin once forced himself on a female student in a clubhouse, resulting in a human life…… At that time, I was responsible for handling the surveillance footage, because I knew too much about the matter and was afraid that Donlin would get murderous towards me, so I didn't destroy the footage completely at that time, but saved it to stay!"

Swish!

Wendell instantly lit up, like this, it's only a little bit interesting!

To be continued....