King Of War: Starting with Arms Dealer Chapter 1388 - 1175: Rescue (Part 2)

"Let's wait a bit, those two old guys said they have a way to confirm Chris's location, let them try..."

As Cot spoke, an old car slowly drove toward the farmhouse from the distant highway.

When the car arrived at the farm's gate, the two old guys each got out with a large box, raising their hands and shouting sothing as they walked towards the farm gate.

The once very quiet farm suddenly lit up due to the arrival of the two old n, and several Iranians and a few representatives of rcenaries rushed to the farm gate by car...

And then, no one knew how the two old guys communicated with them, but after searching the two old n, they were actually escorted inside the farmhouse and taken to the barn at the back.

Inside the barn, Chris was hanging from a beam, only able to touch the ground with his toes.

The once handso Chris no longer had the charm of European elites at this mont, looking extrely disheveled, and due to the pain in his wrists, he continually let out low moans...

Hearing so commotion at the barn door, Chris tiredly raised his head and glanced, then suddenly his eyes widened, looking at the two old n being pushed into the barn, and said with a bitter smile: "Edmund, Billy, why are you here?"

An old man with a urine bag hanging from his waist forcefully pushed away an Iranian's hand and cursed: "FUCK YOU, do you want to try this thing? I can open it and let you have a sip."

As he spoke, the urine bag old man tidied his upper clothes to cover the urine bag that made him feel humiliated, then walked up to Chris, blinking his left eye quickly a few tis, pointed to the rope on Chris's wrists, and said: "Okay, the money is yours.

Now, can you let Chris down?

Keeping him decently detained would be greatly beneficial for you!"

A big-bearded Iranian sneered and said: "The dead don't need to care about decency…"

As he said, Big Beard kicked a box at his feet, saying: "I don't know how you found us, but if you think 2 million US dollars can buy his life, then you're too naive…"

Chris realized that soone outside was preparing to rescue him, but he also didn't understand why the two old n ran here themselves...

Looking at the urine bag old man tiredly sitting on a bucket, Chris said helplessly: "Edmund, you didn't need to co..."

The other short, stocky old man nad Billy took out a pack of cigarettes from his jacket pocket, and then took out a joint from it...

After lighting it, he walked in front of Chris and put the joint in his mouth...

"We need to see what you've been through, that old ghost Garci is very concerned about you..."

As he said, Billy threw the cigarette pack and lighter to the approaching Iranians, then sat on the ground, placing his leg under Chris's feet to make him a bit more comfortable.

The Iranians and a group of rcenaries really didn't take the two old n seriously, their target wasn't even Chris, they had been waiting for orders all the while, waiting for new teams to co and rendezvous with them here...

The sudden appearance of the two old n let them know they were definitely exposed, they needed to get so information from the two old n, at least to know who is going to attack them and then act accordingly.

There was a helicopter on the farm, speedboats near the riverbank, and internally there were portable anti-aircraft and anti-tank missiles, most importantly, there was also an important hostage, they felt they could handle any situation.

These cannon fodders thought they were executing a mission to strike a humanitarian passage to gain leverage for Iran, they didn't even know until now, the person they really needed to face was Boss Qiao...

The urine bag old man Edmund looked at the fierce-looking Iranians, smiling as he said: "Young man, let tell you a story...

In 1971, a young man represented the British Petroleum Company to open up business in Iran.

The situation in Iran was relatively complicated at the ti, and the land issues involving the oil pipeline made the atmosphere along the pipeline rather tense.

Then one day, that young man was kidnapped, the local Iranians demanded the oil company compensate them for land losses and demanded a lump sum of 300,000 British Pounds as ransom.

The oil company sought us at that ti, and we, just like today, t the kidnapped young man with the ransom.

The young man was not in a good situation at the ti, we just wanted to bring the young man back, but those greedy fellows changed their minds, they held us as well and demanded to renegotiate...

And do you know what happened then?"

Edmund said with a chilling tone while grinning: "Then the Iranians in that area started to disappear...

So ghosts entered there, using death to tell them the consequences of dishonesty.

It started with 10, then 15, 20, until those kidnappers realized what was happening and started to be afraid, everything was too late...

We eventually returned safely with the young man, that young man married a beautiful wife and had a lively son.

Before he passed away, the young man would go to Iran every year, accompanied by so Iranians, to visit a place full of blooming flowers.

The locals had no idea, under those flowers, 437 bodies were buried, and those bodies made that place fertile..."

Edmund's description sent chills down everyone's back, the Iranian big-bearded leader pointed a gun at Edmund and said: "Well, this ti you surely won't be so lucky, I'll kill you, and take your head to that place..."

Edmund shook his head indifferently and said: "Young man, you haven't found the key point yet..."

As he spoke, Edmund pointed at Chris and said: "The kidnapped young man I was talking about, that was Chris's father...

You've kidnapped the wrong target, stop now while it's not too late...

It's two minutes to ten, I suggest you make a call to your boss...

Then you will realize you have made a mistake!

Really, trust , this will be the most important call of your life, because it concerns the lives and deaths of many people!

It's not just you, but also your families, friends, colleagues..."

The Iranian Big Beard frowned, looking into Edmund's eyes, these two old guys showed no threat at all, but he indeed felt a hint of nervousness instinctively...

Turning back to exchange a look with several companions, Big Beard signaled his companions to keep an eye on them, then took out a satellite phone...

After the call got through, Big Beard began to report the situation on his end to his boss...

Just when Big Beard wanted to report his current status, a muffled noise ca from the other end of the line, and then only static remained...

Edmund looked at Big Beard, who was trying to redial with a face full of astonishnt, and sowhat exasperatedly said: "Damn, I am a bit old after all, my timing seems to be a bit off..."

While Big Beard was angrily about to ask more questions, a bullet hit the rope suspending Chris... This text is hosted at N0velFire.ɴet

As Chris hit the ground, he started to roll vigorously, while Billy, who had been cushioning his feet, kicked off like a fat cat, darting a few ters along the ground...

Then, in the mont an Iranian shooter hadn't reacted, he sprang up, hitting the gunner's liver with a punch, while simultaneously turning to his back, grabbing his hand to control the AKM, unleashing a burst of fire at others...

The urine bag old man Edmund wasn't as agile as Billy, the old man didn't choose to dodge to the side, instead, he rushed at Big Beard, roaring as he hugged Big Beard's waist, charging together at several other gunn...

The Iranians didn't dare to shoot at all, because a shot would first kill their own people...

The rcenaries nearby couldn't care so much, as they raised their guns to resolve the two old n, several bullets were shot in from outside the door, followed by a string of smoke grenades being tossed into the warehouse.

Imdiately, bursts of gunfire erupted within the farmhouse...