"You are already surrounded, give up and get out of your room!" One of them screamed.
"Come in and try to make me give up if you can!" Ryan's voice was full of confidence.
"I'll throw grenades if you don't surrender!" The cop replied.
This was just a bluff since a grenade could be very bad if it was detonated in this hotel.
"Okay... I'm going out, don't shoot me." Ryan casually came out with his hands behind his head. However, the look in his eyes didn't show any fear at all.
Seeing more than ten special unit personnels in the corridor, Ryan realized that Pablo was in the very back row. With a mocking face Ryan said, "Good evening, Mr. Pablo."
By this time, Pablo was like a mummy. His entire face was covered by bandages except for his eyes and his nose.
The look in his eyes was filled with hatred and anger as he shouted, "Today, I will skin you alive!"
