"Just chocolate?" the old man couldn't help but ask.
"Yes, I like that chocolate. Get me a batch of it. What do you think, any problem?" Wu Xiaode said.
The old man didn't respond.
He squinted his eyes, looking across to the hotel.
——The implication was very clear.
Kill first, then talk about other matters.
Wu Xiaode naturally understood and whispered into the bearded old man's ear:
"Everyone is already dead."
The bearded old man showed an incredulous expression.
The people across had been killed right after he spoke?
He signaled to two strong men beside him.
The two tucked away their guns and strode across the street, knocking on the hotel door.
No one answered.
They waited for a few breaths.
One of them simply kicked the door open, while the other raised his gun behind him.
They charged in.
A while later, they ran out, tumbling and crawling back with tears and snot all over their faces, kneeling in front of the bearded old man.
"Dead?" the bearded old man asked.
