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Chapter 2313 Sad Ending

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    "Even so, I have to go." Sandro said solemnly, "I can't wait any longer."

    "You don't have to wait, we will help you complete all this." Crazy Horse patted him on the shoulder.  "But you need a plan. You can't do this just by being a hero, you need the cooperation of your teammates."

    Sandro nodded, "Thank you."

    "It's not too late to thank us after this is done." Lin Rui shook his head and said, "We'd better leave here now."

    "Where to go?" Sandro whispered.

    "They set out the bait as if they wanted to fish. People who plan to fish usually keep an eye on the buoy on the water, always paying attention to when the fish will take the bait. We just want to make him think that the fish has taken the bait, and then  He kicked him from behind and kicked him into the water." Lin Rui smiled slightly and said, "So you just do what you want, and we will take care of the rest."

    "I understand." Sandro nodded.  "Everyone, I owe you this thing today, and I will definitely repay it."

    "No need to talk nonsense, we will only help you this time." Crazy Horse patted his arm.

    In Marcio's small hall on the second floor, after listening to the report of his subordinates, strategist Marklovsky frowned and said: "It seems that Sandro is really fast enough. The only way to solve this problem now is  The way to do it is to catch him, but this person is a member of O2 and a top-notch player. He is not easy to deal with. What should we do?"

    Marcio smiled lightly and said: "Are my men vegetarians? Although I didn't let them in, even if they were outside, they could help me block Sandro."

    "Of course, I keep you because you are valuable." Marklovsky said: "And his desire for revenge is his Achilles' heel."

    Marcio was about to speak when he suddenly noticed a figure flashing out of the corner of his eye and saw a man in white clothes stepping out of the window and walking calmly towards them. It was the murderer he had seen - Sandro.

    When his heart trembled, the man had already arrived in front of them.  Marcio knew something was wrong, so he bent his legs and pushed hard on the wooden coffee table in front of him.

    Sandro's movements were as fast as lightning. He turned aside and pulled out a large-caliber pistol, but the coffee table hit his knees and legs.

    "Bang!" The bullet hit the ceiling.

    Sandro almost fell to the ground, but quickly got up and pointed the gun in his hand at Marcio.

    Marcio screamed in despair.

    In this critical moment.  A metal dart with a wire attached hit Sandro's arm. He trembled and curled up on the ground.  Marklovsky walked out from behind the curtain, holding a Taser 26 in his hand.  Several gray figures suddenly rushed out from the surroundings and pushed Sandro to the ground.

    The Taser gun in Marklov's hand can fire a charged barb with a range of up to 7 meters. The suspect will temporarily lose the ability to move after being shot.  Even a strong man like Sandro would find it difficult to bear.  He fell to the ground, unable to resist.  You can only be at the mercy of others.

    "How the hell did this guy get in? We didn't notice it at all." A secret society militant whispered.

    "Looking at his clothes, he should have sneaked in from behind, taking advantage of the staff's handover." Maklovsky nodded, "He did not go to the position where you set up an ambush, but took advantage of the staff's identity.  , came in from behind. Check there to see if anyone else has sneaked in with him."

    "Yes sir, we will go immediately." The armed personnel of the secret society did not dare to neglect at all and immediately turned around and left.

    Maklovsky looked down at Sandro who was tied up, then turned to look at Marcio and said, "How is it? Is it him?"

    Marcio sat there, nodded, with a complicated look on his face.

    "Tie him to the chair." Marklovsky waved.  Several secret society militants with their faces covered immediately dragged Sandro up and tied him to a chair.

    Maklovsky walked over and poured himself a glass of wine in front of the wine cabinet.  Then he walked up to Sandro with a wine bottle and poured half of the bottle on Sandro's head until Sandro slowly woke up.

    Sandro struggled hard as soon as he opened his eyes, but he couldn't move at all. His hands and feet were all tied to the sturdy chair.  In addition, Sandro had not yet fully recovered from the electric shock. He was unable to break free and could only make a beast-like gasp while staring at Marcio.

    "What a tragedy." Marklovsky shook his head and said, "But life is full of ups and downs, isn't it? Seeing that revenge is imminent, it suddenly takes a turn for the worse, and heHe has become a prisoner.  "

    "Marcio! I'm going to kill you! I'm going to kill you!" Sandro roared.

    Marcio sat at the other end, silent and staring at Sandro with hatred.

    "Don't be nervous, Sandro." Maklovsky turned to look at Marcio and said, "Your enemy is there, he can't run away. But now you can't kill him, doesn't this feel bad?  ?Some people say that the greatest pain in the world is this state of helplessness and powerlessness. Seeing your enemy close at hand, but you can't do anything."

    "Huh, I fell into your hands today, I have nothing to say. Kill me if you want. Why are you talking nonsense?!" Sandro gritted his teeth.

    "Are you really willing?" Maklovsky whispered, "That's the man who killed your uncle and your two cousins ??with his own hands. I heard that he used a nine-millimeter pistol.  He shot all the bullets in your uncle's body one by one, and then killed your two cousins ??with knives. The blood flowed all over the floor, and that was the blood of your relatives who were connected by blood.

    ¡°Sandro, that¡¯s the only family you have.  Your uncle took you out of Bolivia and gave you a family.  But this is the person who ruined your home again.

    Your uncle, who regarded you as his own, was slaughtered like this.  There were also two cousins ??who grew up together. They were less than 20 years old when they were killed.  Are you really willing to die like this, unable to avenge them?  "

    "I'm not willing to give in, I'm not willing to give in!" Sandro gritted his teeth. His teeth had bitten his lip, and blood was dripping from the corner of his mouth.

    "Actually, I'm not willing to do it either." Maklovsky said, "I appreciate you guys from the O2 team very much. People like you shouldn't have such a tragic ending. So, if you want, this ending can be rewritten.  Yes. I can make this sad ending more happy. I can make you stand up from this chair, take revenge, and finally leave with the satisfaction of revenge. This is an ending worthy of you.  ."

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