Chapter: 4167

Around 300 members of the Italian group were taken to here and, as required, crouched down one by one along the edge of the warehouse, forming several rows.

The Wan Long Temple warriors armed with real bullets stood on both sides of these people, their eyes and gun muzzles fixed on them at all times.

Very quickly, two subordinates from Wan Long Temple brought Guo Lei in.

Following behind were two more soldiers from Wan Long Temple, who together carried a thick iron chain that was at least seven or eight hundred pounds heavy and as wide as a bowl mouth.

This iron chain was a section of anchor chain that had been removed from the cargo ship, and it was coarse and heavy.

Guo Lei was led to the center of the warehouse, where two soldiers behind him used this anchor chain to wrap Guo Lei's entire lower body tightly around the middle of the chain.

Surrounded by an iron chain weighing over seven or eight hundred pounds, Guo Lei couldn't even move a muscle, and he realized at this moment that this might be his execution site after all.

At this instant, Guo Lei was terrified to the point where his liver and intestines seemed to have shattered; if not for the iron chain holding him in place, he would have probably collapsed on the ground already.

Just as this was happening, another soldier from Wan Long Temple came walking in with a bucket of oil.

There was no gasoline on the cargo ship, so he had deliberately gone ashore and extracted nearly ten liters of fuel from Andre's Lamborghini gas tank.

The soldier approached Yang Chen's face, respectfully asking, "Mr. Yang, shall we start now?"

Yang Chen looked at Claudio, saying to him, "You can decide when you're ready; just give the signal whenever you like."

Yang Chen then turned to look at the Italian group, who were still lined up and bound by ropes.

As she was speaking, Yang Chen said again: "If you change your mind or find it difficult to do yourself and need someone else to take over, just let me know."

Claudio smiled firmly and said: "I'm fine!"

She then took the oil bucket from the soldier's hand, walked up to Guo Lei, looked at him, and without hesitation poured all the liquid in the bucket onto his body.

The pungent gasoline smell startled Guo Lei, causing him to suddenly wet himself, but by this time, it was already too late - he had already seen the unyielding killing intent in Claudio's eyes.

He cried out in terror: "Claudio, please... give me a quick and easy death! Please, don't let me suffer like this! You'll be haunted by guilt for the rest of your life if you kill me today!"

Claudio shook her head firmly and said: "I want to move forward, not live with hatred for the rest of my life. After I watch you burn to ashes, I won't hate you anymore!"

Then she took out a matches box that she had prepared months in advance from her own pocket.

This was her father's favorite matches box when he was alive - it would produce a clear and crisp sound when opened.

In the past, every time she heard this sound, she knew her dad was smoking again, so she would go to him and chat for a bit.

After her father passed away, she bought another one of the same kind, and whenever she thought of her parents, she would take it out, listen to that familiar sound, watch the flames flickering, and reminisce about the happy times with her family.

Even she was prepared to use this extraordinary matches box with Guo Lei, and return it all together.

At this moment, she slowly pushed open the metal lid of the matches box, and the matches box emitted a tingling sound again. JrNovels.com