"Talk! Where did Luo Yan send them? Where's the hideout?"
Under the relentless questioning, the last dying tycoon coughed up blood. "They didn't leave... They didn't leave..."
He had no idea why Brando insisted Luo Yan had sent them away. But since Brando had asked, he could only answer honestly.
When questioning someone on the verge of death, it was best to let him speak freely. Don't build a complicated scenario into the question, especially one that didn't match reality.
A dying man could barely think. Complicated questions would only lead him astray.
"They didn't leave? You mean Luo Yan brought Kogas and the others to Santa Fe too?" Brando asked.
That made sense to him. Given the time and distance, Luo Yan couldn't have taken them far. The helicopter had been abandoned in dense woods near Santa Fe, so they had probably all gone there together before leaving together.
"No! That's not it..." The tycoon shook his head with difficulty.
Brando froze. Osiris shoved him aside and said excitedly, "Luo Yan turned Kogas and the others into Lizardmen! Right? Tell him!"
Unfortunately, the tycoon could no longer speak. He raised his hand slightly and pointed at Osiris.
He wanted to say Osiris was right, but he had run out of breath. His lips moved without a sound.
So he spent the last of his strength trying to nod, unaware that his head was resting on another tycoon's knees.
When he moved, his head slid right off and slumped sideways against a rock.
"Uh..." His vision went black. He struggled desperately to lift his head, not even knowing why he was lying in such a strange position.
He finally managed to straighten it, but before he could nod, he died. His head tipped sideways and slid back down.
The tycoon's