The Death Angel didn't seem to care about Mountain Eagle's threats at all; he didn't even glance at the child Mountain Eagle was holding in his arms.

Watching Blood Fox draw a dagger and step behind him, the Death Angel smiled and said, "Mountain Eagle, we both know you can't afford the price of killing me."

Speaking thus, the Death Angel turned to Blood Fox and said, "You are just a bunch of old, retired men. Don't cause trouble for your new boss.

If you want me dead, you don't need to do anything; I'm already on the road to death..."

Blood Fox glared coldly at the Death Angel and said, "You might not fear death, but I have countless ways to make you experience extreme pain before you die."

The Death Angel indifferently shook his head and said, "Then you can give it a try. I've been living in agony every day for the past few months; maybe some new stimuli could help me hold on a bit longer."

Mountain Eagle pulled the slightly agitated Blood Fox aside and said with some annoyance, "Tone down your fearless attitude. Maybe we can't kill you, but we have ways to ruin your plan.

If you think holding a few dirty bombs in your hand allows you to make everyone dance to your tune, then you're wrong, very wrong!"

Mountain Eagle impatiently waved his hand and said, "Look at this child, and think of your detained wife and child...

Do some good, and stop letting innocent people die!"

The Death Angel paused, then shook his head and said, "Mountain Eagle, it's too late...

From the moment you started chasing me, you got trapped!

This world is ill, and ISIS is the strong medicine I've found; although they haven't made much progress yet, once Iblis can defeat that 'Hyena', the world will have a new pivot point.

Mountain Eagle, you did what I dreamed of in Texas; if you're willing to continue, I can tell you everything you want to know and share all my rights with you..."

As he said this, the Death Angel watched as Mountain Eagle's expression suddenly became serious, and he smiled, "Of course, I'm not talking about those few dirty bombs, but something much more powerful!

There's a box under my bed containing 5 kilograms of high-purity 'Plutonium', which I stole piece by piece from India's laboratories. At that time, to attract outside attention and the UK and US intelligence agencies' focus on the Abu Sayyaf Group in the Philippines, I had to release some of it.

As a result, my plan was thwarted by you; the British intelligence sealed off all India's labs related to 'Plutonium' and tightly monitored the related nuclear weapons experts, which made my intentions of weaponizing these 'Plutonium' fall through.

But now, the situation is different..."

Mountain Eagle looked at the Death Angel like he was a madman, frowning and said, "Do you really think making a big bomb can change the world?"

The Death Angel looked into Mountain Eagle's eyes, shook his head, and said, "Mountain Eagle, in a way, we are the same type of people.

Changing the world sounds unbelievable, but in reality, once you find the right target, a big bomb can shift the world's balance.

You completed part of the task in Texas; you should know what those people did?

Why not continue?"

Mountain Eagle suddenly realized something, frowned at the Death Angel, and suddenly said, "You're actually an American...

You're an ISIS prince raised in the United States; you served the CIA and created countless problems in the Middle East.

But in the end, you found that the country you swore allegiance to didn't love you at all; you're just a knife in the hands of a bunch of power mongers, so you chose to rebel.

You're not really resisting the United States; you want to kick out those whom you think are 'bad' from the American power network and have the new people support a new ISIS nation.

You actually have no intention of truly confronting the United States to the end; you just want the new people to be in charge so you can lick their toes.

The dirty bomb is your bargaining chip, and so is the 'Plutonium'!

You now find your game unplayable, so you're trying to egg me on to continue this game."

With that, Mountain Eagle suddenly shook his head and let out a small laugh, saying, "You think what I did in Texas made me enemies with those people, right?"

The Death Angel's expression froze for a moment before curiously saying, "Did it not?"

Mountain Eagle waved his hand and said, "They found me troublesome, so they gave me a country...

See, compared to your 'Mad Terrorist', this 'Mad Ranger' got very different treatment.

Hafali, if I ever had a shred of sympathy and admiration for you at the start, now there's none.

You're just a mad dog raised under the American system; no matter how clever you are, you haven't escaped from the barriers they built for you.

You think by resisting in the most violent stance, those people would pay more attention to you, but in reality, they just see you as a troublesome mad dog—it's possible they don't even care what you do.

Because if New York ever suffers from a dirty bomb attack, the people of the Belgar Lake Foundation might end up making more money!"

With that, Mountain Eagle looked at the Death Angel's suddenly frozen expression and laughed loudly, "You don't even know what the Belgar Lake Foundation is, do you?

Then you surely don't know that the people in Texas are just the most marginal figures in the Belagar Lake Foundation.

Those people don't touch the core of the Foundation's power at all, so they just know how to frantically make money, and you're just a mad dog they released...

Hafali, you might not even know who your real opponent is...

Don't tell me you still think your opponent is the 'Republican Party'!"

"Isn't it?"

Mountain Eagle looked at the Death Angel, whose demeanor had changed, and suddenly felt uninterested and waved his hand, saying, "I used to think of you too highly; turns out, you're just a 'rebellious mad dog seeking revenge against your master'.

Hafali, tell me where Iblis is, and everything related to him.

I can hand you over to the Department of Homeland Security, and I can even get this child out of America's surveillance, so he can grow up relatively free.

This is your last chance, because I don't want to waste words with you any longer; you're far from as strong and smart as you think you are, and even your so-called revenge looks utterly ridiculous to me.

You've dragged countless people into a Shakespearian drama, wanting the dead to highlight your greatness.

Hafali, you've gone mad!

You might not have realized yet, but the most important thing in your life is not ISIS, but wanting those you hate to see you in a better light."

The Death Angel was stunned for a few minutes before he snapped out of it, having digested Mountain Eagle's words, and suddenly shook his head, saying, "No, I don't believe what you said...

Mountain Eagle, let's make a deal...

You can hand me over to the Department of Homeland Security, but after that, you have to do something for me!"

Mountain Eagle's expression turned cold, and he shook his head, saying, "You have no leverage..."

Upon hearing that, the Death Angel suddenly laughed and said, "Really?

Remember that 'Bull Head'?

After he received a message from Iblis, he fled to White Russia..."

With that, the Death Angel took out a phone, played a video, and handed it to Mountain Eagle...

The video showed 'Bull Head' lying in a dungeon, covered in injuries. The extensive burns on his body made him suffer immensely, yet he still defiantly flipped the bird at the person recording the video.

The Death Angel, seeing Mountain Eagle's face turn to the darkest of shades, pointed to the underside of the bed and said, "Mountain Eagle, there's a box down there, containing not only 5 kilograms of 'Plutonium' but also some documents. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝚠𝕖𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝕖𝚕.𝚌𝗼𝗺

I know you, and I believe once you look at those documents, you will know what to do without me even saying a word."

With that, the Death Angel spread his hands at Mountain Eagle and said, "How about it, just open that box, read those documents, and I'll tell you the location where 'Bull Head' is being held.

There aren't many left of the Arctic Fox, and this 'Bull Head' has unbelievable loyalty to the Arctic Fox. He's held on there for almost half a year; if you people don't rescue him, he'll die soon!"

Mountain Eagle handed the phone to the agitated Blood Fox and then bent down to pull a black briefcase out from under the bed.

Then he opened the briefcase directly on the bed, seeing inside 5 'thermoses' identical to those he'd seen in Thailand, along with several documents...

He picked up a few documents with a frown and flipped through them, then sighed and said, "Loli Island List...

Russia's 'Seagull' design blueprint...

Behind-the-scenes trading files of the Congress Hill stock market deity...

Hafali, it would be a bit of a waste if someone like you died.

Unfortunately for you, I won't follow the path you, a son of a bitch, planned...

You don't even care about your own wife and child; how can I believe you care about the children on that island?

Give me 'Bull Head's' location, and I'll help you expose this list..."

With that, Mountain Eagle reached out and touched a few of the 'thermoses', feeling his Sergeant's finger starting to heat up, he finally picked up a few documents, looked at the Death Angel, and said, "Hafali, give Iblis's location and contact details to me, and I'll let you face the Department of Homeland Security's interrogation experts.

I also want to see if you're really that tough..."