Crack~
A crisp sound rang out!
After Bolai grabbed the man with the handlebar mustache, he twisted his wrist forcefully, and the man's wrist snapped open with a sound, exposing his bone through the skin, looking absolutely brutal!
"Where is the sheepskin scroll?" Bolai demanded loudly.
The man with the handlebar mustache screamed in agony, holding his broken wrist but did not answer.
Bolai snorted coldly, jumped into the already wrecked car, and saw a briefcase on the seat. Seeing this, he was overjoyed, grabbed each side with both hands, and with a mighty pull, the briefcase split open like a watermelon, his brute force seemingly nullifying the lock!
As expected, inside the briefcase was indeed a "sheepskin scroll"!
"Sure enough, it's here! I really should thank your Mitsubishi Conglomerate for spending billions of US Dollars to acquire this sheepskin scroll for us," Bolai said with a cold smile.
