He hadn't tried to play games with Su Xiao.
Perhaps a dying man's words really were sincere.
Or perhaps Big Gold Tooth had feared that lying would only earn him even worse torture.
The man standing before Su Xiao now, shielding Diego Castillo, really was a mole planted by the Anti-government Armed Forces.
As for how Su Xiao knew?
It was simple.
The scan results displayed on the Tactical Goggles showed that this man had a tracker implanted in his body.
He was the one who had led the Anti-government Armed Forces to them.
"So you're the bastard who led the enemy here. Drag him away!"
"What?"
Before the man could react, the members of the International Rescue Organization lined up on either side of Su Xiao swarmed him and pinned him down.
The man still tried to resist.
But after taking several rifle butts to the face and head, followed by a few kicks to the stomach, he stopped fighting altogether.
Watching the members of the International Rescue Organization drag the man away like a dead dog,
Su Xiao suddenly understood why priests in Western fantasy were armored bruisers wielding hammers.
Who said healers couldn't beat people up?
That was stereotyping!
When Diego, the president's son, saw the members of the International Rescue Organization beating his "trusted aide," he tried to step in.
The middle-aged white man grabbed him from behind.
Then, at Su Xiao's signal, Lucy played her recording of Big Gold Tooth's dying words.
Su Xiao, V, and Lucy had heard those words from Big Gold Tooth in person.
The members of the International Rescue Organization had also listened to the recording before coming over.
Only Diego was hearing it for the first time.
After listening to the whole thing, especially learning that the trusted aide who