196: Chapter 184 Hungry 196: Chapter 184 Hungry Why did Gao Yi’s combat effectiveness multiply in the restaurant?
Gao Yi had analyzed this himself and believed it was mainly due to two points.
One was that there must be tables and chairs in the restaurant, but more importantly, when people eat, the table is in front of them and the chair beneath them.
If they perceive danger and attempt to flee, moving forward is certainly not an option, and they are blocked by the chair if they try to go backward.
They can only run to the sides, but when startled, their subconscious reaction is to stand up and dodge to the side that favors their dominant hand—right-handed individuals will instinctively dodge to the right and left-handed to the left.
This ans that as long as one is seated and eating, their direction of movent becos fixed, as does their behavior pattern.
This characteristic doesn’t confer much advantage when dealing with a single target, but when fighting outnumbered, this essentially fixed behavior pattern is extrely useful.
The second point is psychological.
When people are dining, they are inevitably relaxed, and their response to danger is more than a notch slower.
Even the bodyguards’ ntality will relax.
After eating for a while, especially when full, people’s mindset is not just relaxed but can even be described as lethargic.
As for other factors, they are trivial, such as the restaurant being better suited to Gao Yi’s choice of weapons, the multiple tables and chairs restricting the guards’ movents—these are all advantages, but not worth ntioning.
Now, the CIA is pressuring these people to co forward and publicly oppose Shaman.
But to the CIA, it didn’t matter who raised the flag of opposition against Shaman.
If Harold was unwilling, then they would switch to soone else, forcing them to carry the flag.
This ans that while the CIA agent seed to be pressuring Mu Tianwen, in reality, he was pressuring everyone present.
If Mu Tianwen said it was not possible, this CIA agent would imdiately switch candidates—as soone from among those present here today must co forward.
The several princes did not dare to lead, and were afraid of pushing Mu Tianwen too far in case he spoke on his father’s behalf and refused, which could lead to an unpredictable situation.
Therefore, the host imdiately stood up, suggesting they eat to diffuse the tense atmosphere.
Out of the frying pan and into the fire—none of them could have anticipated soone itching for action upon entering the restaurant.
The villa’s dining room was different from a real restaurant; there was one long table with eight chairs in total.
The host sat at one end, the CIA agent at the other, and Mu Tianwen took a seat at one side of the long table.
On the table were salads, bread, crepes typically eaten only at breakfast, with tomatoes, boiled greens, pickles, a few dishes of dates, and several cans of milk alongside.
The main course was kebabs, a quick al prepared by cutting at into small pieces and grilling them on skewers at this late hour.
A table laid with a al that was not particularly lavish.
Including Mu Tianwen, there were six people seated around the dining table.
The CIA agent didn’t have anyone accompanying him; it was just himself, while the four robed individuals had at least one person behind them—though they didn’t seem to be there to serve the al, appearing more like translators.
Conversation was inevitable during the al, and since the CIA agent refused to speak Arabic, they had to bring translators.
Gao Yi was also present, but as an attendant, there was no way he could sit at the sa table as Mu Tianwen.
There were nine people in total that Gao Yi needed to deal with, and not a single ard bodyguard in the restaurant, aning it was not a challenge at all.
The challenge lay with the ard individuals outside—at least a dozen of them.
Should any commotion arise in the restaurant, those outside would definitely react, and Gao Yi had confird after observation that the three CIA agents were certainly skilled.
Nine defenseless sheep inside the restaurant, waiting outside the three skilled CIA agents in the eting room, and in the lounge beyond, at least ten fully ard guards.
He had to deal with the nine people inside first, as those outside would then be prepared, which would complicate matters.
But if he could take care of the people outside first, the nine inside would beco lambs to the slaughter.
Unlike Gao Yi’s previous operations, this was not an assassin’s mission; there were no targets that had to be eliminated, so it was best to take out the external threats before the internal ones.
Of course, this was only if he really had to take action.
The objective was to take Abdulla away, not to kill, so if Mu Tianwen could negotiate successfully, there would be no need to act.
Sure enough, after they started eating, the tension eased considerably.
Mu Tianwen, who was indeed hungry, gracefully ate two dates and two at skewers before resuming the previously interrupted negotiations.
“I can call my father to ask if he is willing to hold a press conference and make it clear that he opposes Shaman, but I need to know what Abdulla has said.
You’ve interrogated Abdulla, did he confess anything of value?”
Asking this question again, the four robed dignitaries seed a bit embarrassed.
Gao Yi, an observer with a clear perspective, imdiately understood that they had gotten nothing out of Abdulla.
If Abdulla really resisted and said nothing, then he would have no value as a weapon against Shaman.
Harold taking over Abdulla would still be pointless.
The CIA agent spoke coldly, “So far, he hasn’t provided any valuable intelligence, but it’s just a matter of ti.
We need forty-eight hours, but that’s all we need.
I guarantee that he will tell us everything we need to know, and I can even ensure that he will say whatever you want him to say.”
Too little ti had passed for Abdulla’s psychological defenses to collapse, but in the hands of the CIA, his breakdown was indeed just a matter of ti.
Stalling for ti.
After contemplating for a mont, Mu Tianwen said, “If that’s the case…
it would be inconvenient for my father to take over.
Once Abdulla speaks up and it’s confird to be truly useful, my father will definitely be able to take over.”
What he ant was if Abdulla remained silent, Harold didn’t want the hot potato that was Abdulla.
No, with Shaman’s determination shown tonight, Abdulla had beco a death warrant.
The CIA agent spoke coldly again, “By then, will it still be necessary for your father to take over?
Since you cannot decide on behalf of your father, you may leave.
Whatever happens afterward will be irrelevant to your father, and of course, he won’t have any share in the benefits either.”
After speaking, the CIA agent surveyed the people at the table and continued in a cold voice, “Your father has already lost everything.
Your family’s businesses, bank accounts, they have all fallen into Shaman’s hands.
Ask your father if he still wants to take them back.
And tell your father, if he plans to sit back and wait to pick up what he lost after others have dealt with the situation, that won’t be possible either.”
Mu Tianwen hesitated for a mont and said, “I can take Abdulla away, and then…”
“No,” ca the imdiate reply, “First, a news conference!
After the conference, Abdulla can go to your father!”
Mu Tianwen shook his head.
“Holding a news conference first is too dangerous.”
The CIA agent promptly said, “You can leave now!”
The CIA agent was not afraid of negotiations breaking down.
He had multiple targets to threaten and control.
Anyone could stand up; it didn’t have to be Harold, so he issued an eviction order directly.
Mu Tianwen was in a difficult position.
But the four princes present didn’t want to be the first to stick their necks out, so Mu Tianwen could not be sent away.
The host quickly said, “The child hasn’t eaten his fill yet, no rush, no rush.”
Not having eaten his fill was a good excuse, and Mu Tianwen imdiately nodded, picked up another skewer of at, and then suddenly looked at Gao Yi, asking, “Are you hungry?
Would you like sothing to eat?”
Gao Yi thought for a mont and decided it was better to eat sothing.
Given the current situation, it seed unlikely to take Abdulla away in Harold’s na directly.
The consequences of holding a news conference first were too much for Harold to bear.
So action had to be taken, to forcibly take Abdulla away.
To take action ant to start from the outside and move inwards, but starting with those fully ard guards on the outside was not feasible as there were too many to take down instantly.
Once shooting started, it would be difficult to control the people in the restaurant.
Gao Yi was most concerned about those three CIA agents in the outside chamber, as they were the crucial link connecting the inside and outside.
“I am indeed hungry.”
When Gao Yi admitted his hunger, Mu Tianwen’s eyes showed neither worry nor fear but excitent and anticipation.
The young are fearless, and the young indeed have the courage.
“Then you…”
Mu Tianwen was about to speak when Gao Yi quickly said, “I’ll eat outside.”
The host imdiately said, “The servant will bring it to the guest room outside; please enjoy at your leisure.”
There were too many people outside; once action was taken, everyone must be taken down, which ant Lucy had to help.
So Gao Yi sowhat embarrassingly said, “I ca with a lady, and she…”
“She will have a maid to bring her food if she needs it.”
Gao Yi whispered, “May I ask her first?”
“Of course.”
Gao Yi nodded his head, bowed slightly in a polite manner, took two steps backward, then walked away.
The dining room connected to the living room, with no door in between.
The chamber that had a door was a secret room; Gao Yi could head straight for the living room.
Gao Yi entered the living room and said to the person greeting them, “I need to speak a few words with my female companion.
How do I call her out?”
The butler stood up, walked over, and rang a bell, and a maid who looked to be of South Asian descent ca out.
After the butler gave her a few instructions, the woman headed toward a room with a closed door.
A mont later, Lucy followed the maid out.
Gao Yi smiled at Lucy and said, “I’m hungry and need to eat.
If you’re hungry, wait here for a bit, and they’ll bring you sothing.”
Lucy was montarily taken aback, then said, “I’m hungry.
Where shall I eat?”
“Just wait here, I’ll eat inside.”
Gao Yi pointed towards the secret room connected to, but closed off from, the living room.
As Mu Tianwen’s attendant, it was understandable that he refused to eat under the watchful eyes of nurous bodyguards.
Lucy understood what Gao Yi ant and nodded, “Alright, can we eat together?”
Gao Yi looked toward the butler, who thought for a mont and then said, “Of course, I’ll bring it right away.”
“Thank you.”
Gao Yi thanked him, then gave a slight nod to Lucy before walking to the door of the secret room and pushing it open.
Lucy followed him in.
Only three people were inside; they surely had guns.
Silently taking them down would equip Lucy with a gun as well.
Then the killing could begin in earnest.
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