Soon Natalia was placed on the deck. Then Allen reached out, grabbed her with one hand, and quickly held the muzzle of his gun to her head.
From the small boat, Archie watched the scene calmly.
Brian's short report came over the headset, "Mr. McCarthy, Group 1 is ready, Group 2 is ready, Group 3 is ready. We are ready to take action."
Archie's eyes were cold and his thin lips gently parted, "Make sure you don't hurt her."
"Yes!"
Natalia, who was on the fishing boat, had no idea of any of this. She was suddenly held with a gun to her head, and Allen was in a very unstable mood. She screamed in terror, "Allen! Are you crazy?"
"I am crazy! Heh! Damn it! How dare he cheat on me! There was an ambush, right? I'm going to see who's better today!"
Natalia's face was pale. She could barely breathe as her neck was locked from behind by him, "Take it easy. Where's the ambush? There isn't! There's no one here at all but the three of us ..."
"Shut up!" Allen suddenly yelled at her very excitedly. His eyes were red and he pressed the gun tighter against her head.
"From now on, you're not allowed to speak! Or I'll shoot you dead. Do you hear me?"
Natalia gritted her teeth and stopped talking for fear of angering him.
"Archie! Remove your men or I'll kill her!"
Allen shouted in Archie's direction.
At that moment, the two boats were less than thirty meters apart. The river was empty and the sound could be heard clearly.
Archie's voice came from far away, while he unexpectedly did not retort or deny.
"How can I be sure that you'll actually let her go when you get the money?"
"Just because I can kill her now!"
Allen shouted in a stern voice.
Archie was silent for a moment.
Then, he whispered something and soon there was quite a bit of movement in the nearby fishing boats and in the water, and from a distance, she could see many people withdrawing.
Those people moved swiftly and were well trained.
Allen's face went pale again.
He looked around to make sure there was nothing out of the ordinary before he said in a stern voice, "Come here!"
Only then did Archie continue to row the small boat this way, and soon, he was on the fishing boat they were on.
He was wearing a black coat with a shirt and trousers of the same color, looking even more imposing. And his eyes were as cold as the sheath of a sword.
But his face was as pale and bloodless as a sheet of paper.
Natalia felt her heart knot with apprehension as she watched him.
Across the boat, Archie looked at Allen with an expressionless face.
"Allen! Let her go. I'll give you all the money you want."
He said in a deep voice, not as if he had come to ransom, but as if he had come to negotiate, or rather, to give alms in disguise.
After all, Allen was just a lowly gangster. Apart from marrying Alma and becoming rich and powerful, the biggest thing he had ever done in his life was probably losing the 200 million.
He was usually scared to death of Archie, and at this moment, his heart was in a tangled mess.
"Hold on. Get him to take off his coat!" The order came over the headset.
Allen gulped and breathed a little sharply. Compared to Archie, who was calm and collected across the boat, the difference was obvious.
"Take off your coat!"
Archie showed no emotion, but he did take off his coat and threw it onto the deck as if he didn't care.
"Tell him to turn around." The man on the other end of the headset continued to order.
Then Allen said again, "Turn around!"
Archie turned around.
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