"Who are you people? FBI? Or the Central Intelligence Agency?" the tall black man asked in terror.
"It doesn't matter even if I tell you. Before you die, just tell where your boss is now and who he's trading the smuggled diamonds with?" Luo Chao asked coldly.
"Smuggled diamonds! How do you even know soone's smuggling diamonds?" The tall black man was obviously surprised.
Then, the tall black man thought for a mont and said, "Hahaha, even if you know, so what! I would rather die than tell you where our boss is trading now! Because if I betray that man, I'll face a fate worse than death!"
"Then I'll rcifully let you die!" Luo Chao rcilessly chopped off the tall black man's head.
"Why did you kill him! Now how do we find the diamonds and the green-hatted white man?" Xu Qianqian said anxiously.
"Bring the micro-cara and follow . I know where they are." Luo Chao smiled slightly.
"Wow! Really? You're like a modern Sherlock Hols!" Xu Qianqian said excitedly.
Luo Chao secretly smiled bitterly; wasn't it just because he found the wanted answer using telepathy in the black guy's mind!
But it's better to be considered Sherlock Hols than to be considered a mind-peeping pervert!
Through the search in the tall black man's mind just now, Luo Chao learned that the leader of the "West Africa Patriots" had taken several subordinates to a junkyard with scrapped cars on the outskirts of New York City for a transaction.
So, after Xu Qianqian reported the hotel situation to the police, Luo Chao rushed towards the outskirts of New York City with her!
At a junkyard with scrapped cars on the outskirts of New York City, two groups were standing face to face.
On one side were five black n, but four were black n in black suits, and the other was a short, stout black man in a leather coat.
On the other side was the green-hatted white youth they had been desperately searching for.
The green-hatted white youth spoke, "These diamonds, I'll sell them back to you for only nine million US dollars."
The short, stout black man in the leather coat heard the white youth's offer and said with a smile, "Friend, that's not how business works. The first ti we sold these diamonds, it was for fifteen million US dollars, and now you want to buy them back for nine million? You're joking!"
"Then eight and a half million! No lower, or I won't sell them." The white youth's voice beca quieter, obviously lacking confidence.
"I'll make it clear! These diamonds were stolen from your boss, right!? Who else can you sell them to apart from !? Unless you're not afraid of being double-crossed by New York City's gangs and the FBI!" The leather coat black man saw through the white youth's trick.
"Then tell ! How much are you willing to pay!?" the white youth said.
"I'll give you a fair price! No more, no less, two million US dollars! I'll buy them all!" The leather coat black man offered his final price.
The white youth wanted to say "no" at first, but after careful consideration, he nodded, agreeing to this "fair price."
The leather coat black man saw him nod and walked over to the white youth, patting his shoulder, "Brother, where are the diamonds? Go get them!"
"Follow ." The white youth indicated for the leather coat black man to follow him.
They went to a scrapped Cadillac SUV, where the white youth opened the hood and took out a black suitcase.
"It's all here," the white youth said.
"Open it and check." The leather coat black man instructed one of his subordinates.
So, a black man in a suit stepped forward and opened the black suitcase, revealing many diamonds inside.
Seeing this, the black man responsible for inspecting the diamonds nodded to his boss.
"All right, now give my money." The white youth said nervously.
"Brother, don't be afraid. We West Africa Patriots always conduct business with integrity. Michael, go get two million US dollars for our friend from the car." The leather coat black man ordered.
The black man nad Michael responded and ran towards their car.
Soon, Michael returned with a silver suitcase.
He opened the suitcase, showing the neatly stacked US dollars inside, then tossed the suitcase to the white youth.
The white youth took the suitcase, looked at them, hugged it tightly, and walked away.
The leather coat black man watched the white youth's departing figure, took a puff of his cigar, and pulled out a dagger.
He swung the dagger in the air and then threw it towards the white youth's neck.
With a "thud," the dagger pierced the white youth's neck. He fell to the ground, his eyes filled with disbelief, and he finally stopped breathing for good.
"Heh heh, I told you we West Africa Patriots do business with integrity, two million for all of you, and we're square! Mutombo, go burn his body and the two million together, let him take it to Hell to use! Hahaha!" The leather coat black man said with a cold smile.
"Did you record everything?" Luo Chao asked from a dark corner nearby.
"Of course I recorded it, go teach them a lesson! Then I can make Night Blade a hero known worldwide!" Xu Qianqian said to Luo Chao.
"Sure, watch !" Luo Chao replied, drawing out a lon knife, ready to go teach them a lesson.
"Wait, rember to leave a witness! And don't let them burn the green-hatted white youth's body, that's evidence!" Xu Qianqian stopped Luo Chao to add.
"Got it!" Luo Chao charged in with the knife, thinking, "After tonight, it'll be my ti to beco famous, and I'll beco a nightmare for all evil forces!"
Mutombo took out a can of gasoline from the car, preparing to destroy the evidence according to his boss's instructions.
But at that mont, a figure clad in black and gold armor wielding a lon knife stood in front of him.
He was about to shout to alert his companions, but before he could, he felt himself being lifted and spinning in the air, landing on the ground.
"Huh? Did I just get shorter? How co this headless body looks so much like my own?" was the last thought in Mutombo's mind before he died.
Luo Chao shook the blood off his lon knife and then walked towards the two black n, who were smoking with their backs to him.
A double kill, rcilessly, and two round heads flew up!
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