Chapter 99 A Big Short's Prisoner

• Leonard sat down opposite the man and lit a cigarette. He signaled Rex to loosen the traitor’s ropes. The man moved his numb legs and feet, then just glanced at Leonard with the side of his eyes, looking like nothing could make him talk. This man was clearly a cutthroat. Otherwise, Jaguar would have made him talk long ago. “Do you smoke?” Leonard took a puff of the cigarette and looked at the man. Then, he threw the cigarettes and lighters on the square table in the middle. The man sneered, “A different strategy, huh? The hard way didn’t work, and now you guys start playing nice? But it’s useless. Even if you fall to your knees and beg me, I won’t tell you where the things are hidden. I know that deep down, who Ibrahim and his men really are.
• If I talk, what waits for me will only be death.” Leonard shook his head and said, “Then do you think that if you don’t talk, you won’t have to die?” “If my men don’t see me alive within one month, the information will be sent to Ibrahim’s enemies. If you let me go and give me 200 million dollars, however, I promise nobody can find both the information, and I will disappear completely.” “So you’re certain I’ll give in, right?” Leonard smiled and said. This man was clearly very aware of how important that information was and even planned on what to do once he was caught. He stole it just for 200 million dollars. “Honestly, buying top–secret information for 200 million dollars is not expensive. Unfortunately, I don’t like to be threatened.” Leonard sighed. “Really? Then what are you going to do? Beat me till I submit, or kill me?” The man looked disdainful. “To tell you the truth, the information I stole this time is very important to Ibrahim. “If I die and Ibrahim’s enemies get the information, you guys will then pay over a hundred times what I’m asking for now.” “Agree to my terms and let me go, and you will only lose merely 200 million dollars.
• It’s the best for everyone.” Leonard looked up and down at the refined and wise man in front of him. It seemed he had everything under control, radiating much confidence that was never unfounded, Leonard could not help but shake his head slightly. “So, this is your trump card? Do you really think I won’t dare to do anything to you just because you have the information? Aren’t you too naive?” “Well, do you?” The man picked up a cigarette from the table and lit one. Then, he breathed out a puff of smoke onto Leonard’s face. “Are you having trouble? If you can’t make the decision, bring someone who can. To be frank, a pawn like you is not worthy for me to talk to. “When I was working for Ibrahim, my level was much higher than yours.” The man said this with a bit of complacency on his face.