Using his quick and slow palm technique, he was even more berserk.
"Pak…pak…pak!..."
Cracked…
"Augh…"
"Owww!..."
The three passengers immediately were unconscious along with their awkward moans
Remo hold the neck of the man sitting beside the fallen driver lying in a pool of blood.
He gripped it hard.
"Tell me who sent you here!"
As expected, the loyal subordinate hesitated to talk which made Remo even angrier.
He gripped it harder up to a point that the veins on his neck were popping out as if it was bursting.
"Stop…stop…Oh shit, please stop… It's Mr. Eleazar Connors! He wanted us to monitor and kill the daughter of the Lopez."
"Who is Mr. Connors?"
The man hangs back... So, he gripped it harder until he was nearly becoming unconscious.
"H..h…he is the… oh g... god I…I can't breathe…r…right hand man of R…Ryan Smith..."
