The Charismatic Charlie Wade

The cargo space of a bulk carrier is like a deep pit made of steel, not only as deep as nearly ten stories, but also surprisingly large in interior space.

In addition, the whole ship is completely empty, so wide open here.

Two or three hundred Italian group members were escorted inside, and as required, squatted in rows on the edge of the warehouse one by one.

The soldiers of Dragon Temple with guns and live ammunition stood on both sides of this group of people, their eyes and muzzles were always locked on them.

Soon, two of Wesley’s subordinates brought Rhowell in.

Following behind, there were two soldiers from Dragon Temple, and the two of them were carrying an iron chain that was so thick and weighed at least seven or eight hundred kilograms.

This thick iron chain is a piece of anchor chain replaced by the freighter.

It is thick and heavy.

Rhowell was taken to the center of the warehouse, and the two soldiers behind him used the anchor chain, starting from Rhowell’s ankle, to wrap Rhowell’s entire lower body in the center of the chain.

Surrounded by iron chains weighing seven or eight hundred pounds, Rhowell couldn’t move at all.

He also realized at this moment that this might be his execution ground.

At this moment, Rhowell was so frightened that his whole body was torn apart.

If it wasn’t for these iron chains wrapping him tightly, I’m afraid he would have collapsed to the ground long ago.

Dragon Temple walked in

no gasoline on the freighter, so he specially disembarked and pumped nearly ten liters

and asked respectfully, “Mr. Wade, do you want to

Claudia and said to her, “After you think about

mind, or you can’t do it yourself and need someone else to do

resolutely, “I have no

Rhowell, looked at Rhowell, and poured all the liquid in the oil can on him

smell of fuel made Rhowell wet his pants in fright, but at this time, it was useless to wet

could see her unwavering

death, I beg you! If you burn me today, you will live in the shadows all your life! You don’t want your conscience to be tortured day

shook her head and said firmly, “I want to look forward, I don’t want

you burn to ashes with my own eyes,

from her pocket

was her father’s favorite lighter when he

the lid was opened, it would make a crisp

sound, she knew that her father was smoking, so she would go to her father and say

has bought a lighter of the same

most, she takes out this lighter, listens to the familiar

to use this

gently pushed open the metal cover of the

in the empty warehouse, and it

that the

slender roller on the side of the lighter, and the sparks