Chapter 65 Let them commit suicide

"I'll give you a chance, a chance to die easily and with dignity.

Hand over all the money in your hands honestly. If you have any important data or information, you can also take the initiative to speak up. Perhaps if I'm in a good mood, I'll give you a little surprise, such as sparing the life of one of your family members.

If you don't cooperate, then your boss Hu Zhenxiang is a lesson for you. I believe that you and your families cannot withstand these cruel methods.

And please believe me, death is not the most terrifying thing in this world. Sometimes, being able to die cleanly and quickly is also a form of happiness.

Now! Who among you is willing to be the first to step forward and cooperate with us?"

Inside the abandoned warehouse, over a hundred people huddled together, shivering, while the family members of those gang members were in floods of tears.

Unfortunately, they couldn't cry out loud because their mouths were all wrapped in plastic tape.

"Alright, it seems you haven't made up your minds yet, so let me give you a hand."

Wang Xiuyuan pointed at a Hall Master of the Peace Gang at random and said,

"Drag out all his family members, children, and mistresses. Same old rules: shoot the mistresses first. If he refuses to talk, torture his wife. If he still doesn't cooperate, deal with his children as well."

"Yes, Boss."

As Wang Xiuyuan gave the command again, several bodyguards dragged the Hall Master's family members out from the crowd according to the records.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

After three dull gunshots, the Hall Master's three mistresses were executed in public.

Killing someone cleanly with a gun is certainly not as bloody as lashing someone until their flesh is torn, but using a gun for a quick execution has one advantage: the psychological shock it causes to bystanders definitely far exceeds that of torture.

No matter how bloody or painful torture is, the impact on bystanders is actually limited; they cannot truly empathize with the subjective feelings. They only know that such torture would be very painful, but they have no concept of exactly how painful it is.

No matter how much it hurts, these bystanders will feel they still have a chance to regret; if they can't take it, they can just confess, and maybe they can even negotiate terms with Wang Xiuyuan.

But execution by shooting is different. Once someone is shot dead, they are truly dead. They won't have another chance to regret or negotiate terms with Wang Xiuyuan.

Since that's the case, why not take the initiative to cooperate with Wang Xiuyuan and use the opportunity to negotiate some small conditions!

Everyone is essentially born with a bit of a rebellious streak, or what is commonly called a 'contrary bone'.

When you let someone eat their fill and dress warmly, that person will unconsciously want more and better things. They will demand delicacies from land and sea, expensive clothes, and luxury mansions.

But if you let this person go hungry every day, shivering with cold, living in a dilapidated house that leaks wind and rain, then their greatest wish at that moment is just to be fed, warm, and have a decent place to live.

This was the purpose behind Wang Xiuyuan setting up these steps.

He first used the fear of death to pull everyone's psychological expectations to the lowest point, and then used cruel punishments to torture them until they wished for death. Then, everyone would naturally think of one question.

Rather than being tortured until one wishes for death and then confessing all information after being unable to bear the torture, it would be better to cooperate proactively and suffer less.

Perhaps death is not the most terrifying thing.

Seeing his three mistresses executed so decisively by Wang Xiuyuan, the Peace Gang Hall Master finally understood what his boss Hu Zhenxiang had felt at that time.

At the same time, he was also very clear about what kind of painful torture his family would suffer if he didn't cooperate.

"Please stop for a moment, I'll cooperate with you. I'm willing to hand over all my private property.

Over the years, I've saved nearly ten million US dollars in cash, all of which I haven't had time to launder yet.

I have only one request: spare my son. He's only six years old and hasn't reached the age of understanding yet. I hope you can send him to an orphanage.

I beg you to let him go. As long as you are willing to spare my son, besides giving you all this money, I am willing to do anything for you, even if you ask me to take a gun and assassinate the President of the United States."

The speed at which this Peace Gang Hall Master yielded surprised even Wang Xiuyuan. He had originally thought he would need to torture the Hall Master's wife before the man would confess, but he hadn't expected the guy to cave so quickly.

Wang Xiuyuan glanced at the child whose face was covered in tears and nodded, granting the Hall Master's request.

"This condition is fine. Your son is still very young. As long as he doesn't take the initiative to provoke me when he grows up, I promise I won't touch him.

Listen up, all of you. I have a reasonable estimate for all of your private assets.

I have investigated your personal histories very clearly, and I have a good idea of roughly how much property you have. Even if there's an error, it won't be too far off, so I hope you'll all be honest.

Additionally, if the assets you hand over exceed my expectations, I will regularly arrange for people to visit your child even after they are sent to the orphanage.

A child with an adult watching over them in an orphanage won't be bullied as wantonly as those children who have no one caring for them, so I hope you seize this opportunity."

Seeing his request granted, the Hall Master unhesitatingly revealed the location where his money was hidden, without asking for a so-called guarantee like Hu Zhenxiang had.

After what happened with Hu Zhenxiang just now, he understood that so-called guarantees were empty words. It was better to be a bit more cooperative; perhaps the other party would keep their promise if they were in a good mood.

"Apartment 203, 50 70th Street, Chinatown. It's a studio apartment. After I bought it, I converted it into a safe house.

The ceiling structure in the kitchen has been specially treated. I have over nine million US dollars in cash hidden in the kitchen ceiling."

Wang Xiuyuan snapped his fingers in satisfaction. "Arrange for a few people to bring that money here."

Soon, four more bodyguards, under Holt's arrangements, went to the Chinatown apartment to get the money. Watching the taillights of the departing vehicles disappear from sight, Wang Xiuyuan turned to the Hall Master and said:

"If we successfully get your money and the amount is correct, your son will be sent to an orphanage tomorrow.

If there's a problem with the location you provided or the amount doesn't match, then your son will also die.

It's time for you and your wife to meet your end. Excluding your six-year-old son, there are five people in your family, including you.

I'll give you a gun and five bullets. After you kill your four relatives, you shoot yourself.

Of course, you can also take a gamble and see if you can successfully fight your way out with this one handgun and five bullets.

If there are no issues, you can begin. Do you have anything else to add?"