Chapter 490 The Quintets
He peeked to the right, hoping someone would give him an idea on how he should answer. But the rest of the men acted like it was none of their business. They didn’t even look at him. He didn’t know how to answer so he decided to keep quiet in the end.
Eugene gave the bodyguard who was standing behind the man a look. The bodyguard understood instantly and punched the man in the stomach.
“Ow—” The man cried out instinctively, his stomach aching like he was having cramps.
Eugene kept his word and continued asking, “Who ordered you to rob Olivia Maxwell? Number 2, answer me.”
Number 2 felt that he was in big trouble. Why was it the same question again? If he exposed his boss, he wouldn’t live to see the next sunrise. But if he didn’t answer, he would get hit too. What should he do?
He also instinctively tried to seek help from the rest but they ignored him too, just like how they treated the first man. He rolled his eyes and looked at the man who was still lying on the floor unconscious. “It’s him! We were following his orders!”
Eugene looked at the man on the floor and grunted. “Which gang are you from? Number 3, answer!”
The third man was shocked by the question, his eyes widening. Why did he change the question? If it was the same question he would say that it was fatty too! It wasn’t technically a lie anyway. He looked helplessly at the others but some didn’t know how to answer too. If they told the truth, even if they didn’t die here, they would still be dead once they got out! What to do?
When the third man was still hesitating, Eugene ran out of patience. He raised his hand and signaled to the bodyguard. The bodyguard clenched his fist and hit the man in the stomach. He wasn’t ready and he let out a muffled grunt and doubled over, not able to straighten his body.
This kind of feeling was really torturous. Everyone was able to witness the punishment themselves but the most annoying part was that there were people who didn’t have to get punished. In this kind of situation, the selfish nature of humans was exposed. After all, no one wanted to get hit. To prevent themselves from getting beaten, they had no choice but to say something!
Number 4 looked at Number 3 who got hit. When he saw that he was up next, he was so scared that his face turned pale and his knees went weak. If it wasn’t for the bodyguard behind who grabbed him, he would have fallen to his knees instantly. He carefully looked at Eugene and quickly answered without needing Eugene to ask. “We are from T-The Quintets!”
The three other men looked at Number 4 in surprise. Their eyes were filled with glee at his misfortune but they felt relieved too. With this, there was no point hiding anymore.
Eugene frowned. The Quintets? Why did The Quintets want to hurt Olivia?
“Who gave the order from The Quintets to rob her?” With that, he looked at them and added, “This time, the one who tells the truth doesn’t have to get hit!”
The four men looked at each other and there were two different answers at the same time. The three men answered, “Tres.”
While Number 2 accused the unconscious man again, “Fat*ss!”
Eugene noticed Number 2 was trying to muddle through again. His lips curled coldly and he signaled to the bodyguards before enunciating each word coldly, “Beat him till he behaves!”
For the next ten minutes, the three men watched as a few bodyguards hit Number 2 until he could no longer stand up and could only lie on the floor, breathing with difficulty. They felt bad for him but they also felt lucky too! Luckily for them that they told the truth!
Finally, after a few mind games, Eugene got the answers he wanted easily. “The Quintets don’t even know Olivia; why would you want to rob her?”
Number 3 who got hit earlier was afraid to get beaten up again, so he took the initiative to answer. “Someone hired The Quintets to rob Miss Maxwell.”
The other two men were fighting to speak over one another to answer.
“Today, I heard Tres answer a call and said to leave it to him. It was probably about this robbery.”
