Song Heping's tough stance left Simon feeling desperate.
He could only turn his head and say into the phone, "SIR... he... he insists on cash. And... he pointed out our... cash reserve point in Baghdad. He demands... the cash must be delivered to Daguge by nine o'clock tonight."
On the other end of the line, there was silence again.
Then, there was even more frenzied and desperate roaring, mixed with the sound of something being violently smashed!
"F**k! F**k! F**k! This damned, hell-bound yellow-skinned bastard! How does he know?! How does he know where we keep our cash?! Where is the leak?! I want to skin him!!"
Brenan's voice had already become distorted with extreme anger.
The roaring continued for almost a minute.
Finally, all the fury transformed into a long sigh.
"...FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!"
After cursing a few times, Brenan finally gritted his teeth and said:
