"Boss, these people are all under control, what should we do next?" Yu Siying asked.
"I'll go have a chat with Gret."
With that, Lin Yi jumped onto Gret's boat and said:
"I don't have much patience, so I'll ask you one question: do you want to die, or do you want to cooperate with us."
Gret squinted his eyes, glaring at Lin Yi viciously.
"It's impossible to make me cooperate with you!"
"Tough guy, you're a real man." Lin Yi gave a thumbs-up.
"We demand to be treated as POWs!"
Slap!
Unexpectedly!
Lin Yi slapped Gret across the face.
"Prisoner treatment? My ass!"
Gret's mouth was full of blood, a few teeth flew out, and he was completely stunned.
Even the other members of Special Service Team Three were too shocked to speak.
"I love tough guys like you, good thing I'm prepared and it's always effective."
With that, Lin Yi took out two vials containing unidentified white powder.
Then he took out a syringe and drew some seawater.
