Half an hour later, the large iron gate was pushed open, accompanied by a loud creaking sound.
The first person to walk in was a strange man in black and red tights, wearing a red mask on his face.
The man in tights held a rope in his hands and behind him was another man, getting dragged by him.
The man getting dragged on the ground also wore a mask…not a mask but rather, it looked like a Walmart bag wrapped on the man's head.
The man in red tights, Wade, looked around the room, saw the gangsters and Frank in the room, who was covered in blood. Wade then enthusiastically and happily greeted them, "Hey, are you having a Red attire theme party here? May I join too?"
Vladimir walked forward and looked at Wade, "Is he the one who was asked to look for in the commission?"
"Looking at your villainous appearance and using my genius brain, I knew you were the boss here, right?"
Wade grabbed the rope and pulled the man behind him forward, with his arms akimbo, he said, "That's right, I brought the man worth four million. He is the one who was asked for." (E/N: Akimbo is when someone has their hands on their hips and the elbows are turned outwards.)
Wesley narrowed his eyes slightly, he was shrewd and quickly noticed that something was wrong.
He asked, "You said he was the one who was asked for. How can you prove that he is the one? Moreover, how did you find his identity? There were almost no clues."
Facing Wesley's questioning, Wade did not panic, but talked eloquently, "This matter started with a Mexican chicken wrap. I ate a Mexican chicken wrap on the street today, and it didn't take long before I suddenly felt a severe pain in my stomach, so, after that, I found a toilet..."
"Shut up and get to the point!" Vladimir interrupted him impatiently.
Wade shrugged him and continued, "At that time, I saw a man in the toilet who exactly matched the description on the commission, and so, I caught him here."
As he spoke, he took off the man's mask and revealed Derrick's super handsome face.
The expressions of Vladimir and Wesley froze instantly. They remembered the description of the other attacker on the bounty, which seemed to be only one simple word.
Asian (Likely Jackie Chan).
Looking at Derrick's face again, it really fit the description perfectly but…
Vladimir's complexion was very bad and now, he seriously suspected that the man who was tied up was a passer-by that the man in tights randomly grabbed while going to the toilet.
He said in a rude tone, "I need some better proof. If you can't prove this guy's identity as the assailant, I will believe it that you are mocking me, and you will die a death worse than you can imagine!"
"Oh, calm down please, I definitely can prove that he is the one."
"How will you prove it?" Wesley continued to question Wade.
If the person in front of him was a faker, he could expose their identities on the spot. If this person was the real one, even so, he must be identified as a fake.
Wesley could not let the real attacker fall into Vladimir's hands.
Wade poked Derrick's waist with his fingers, and made a fierce expression on his face, regardless of whether others could see his face under the mask, he asked him, "Quickly tell me. Are you really the one who had his name written on the bounty? "
Derrick showed an expression of panic, his eyes revealing a hint of disbelief.
"You actually discovered me? I must say, you're an intelligent lad. What a meticulous judgment. You're right, I'm the man who was on the bounty of 4 million."
Wade nodded and spread his arms in front of everyone and said, "You heard it."
Wesley: "..."
Vladimir: "..."
Frank: "..."
Frank, who sat on the torture chair, thought the wounds on his body were painful at first, but now, his head hurt more.
When Derrick's mask was taken off, although he didn't realize why he put on a fake beard and wore a pair of glasses, Frank still recognized Derrick at a glance.
After seeing that Derrick was really caught, Frank was surprised.
His role as a punisher was too famous, and all criminals knew that his target was criminals, so the group of gangsters set up a trap to lure him out.
But Derrick's situation was completely different from his. Originally, not much of his information was revealed. Even if this group of gangsters covered almost the entire New York intelligence network, it would be difficult for them to find Derrick's traces under such a huge amount of information gap. .
Frank originally thought that Derrick fell into the hands of a powerful intelligence organization, and was captured by the opponent after a life-and-death struggle. Frank had already imagined all kinds of fierce battle scenes in his mind.
But now it seems...
'This kid is clearly on a self-destruct command! It's like he has a C4 tied to his body and would take all these gangsters down with him.'
In his many years of interrogation career, it was the first time that Frank saw such an easy prisoner. In less than half a minute, Derrick revealed everything about himself.
Frank took a deep breath, still holding a glimmer of hope in his heart.
Although he had a bird-brained teammate, Derrick's identity was still a little uncertain.
After all, the two of them were outsiders, even if they admit to it themselves, there was no real way to prove whether what they said was true.
And, Vladimir also thought of this.
He really wanted to catch the murderer, but he didn't want to spend a lot of money to kill a random passer-by who wasn't even a murderer.
Pointing to Derrick, Vladimir asked, "Use the life you have left in your shell and tell me, is he the Asian guy you saw that day?"
Vladimir said it to a Russian guy sitting in a wheelchair, his one eye covered with a bandage and half his body in plasters. He was the one and only person who survived.
He looked at Derrick and then, he nodded confidently.
"I-It's… him! I…remember that beard…!"
Frank: '... Has anyone survived this kid too? Moreover, beard? They are ALL STUPID SHITS!'
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E/N: Have a Good Day/Night people.