Bashanov's hands and feet were tied, and bound behind his back, making him look like a backward-bent prawn.
Moreover, there was a hood over Bashanov's face, the kind that screamed perversity at first glance.
Brian and his team were quite professional at tying people up. By now, Bashanov had already regained consciousness, but he couldn't even struggle, only able to crane his neck as hard as he could to look at the people outside the car.
When he saw that it was Danny, all Bashanov could do was tilt his head further back as much as he could manage.
Danny grabbed Bashanov and dragged him out of the trunk, then heavily dumped him onto the ground.
Xiao Feng first yanked off the hood on Bashanov's face, then took a knife and cut the ties around his hands and feet. Yet even at this moment, Bashanov hadn't uttered a single word.
Danny stared at Bashanov lying on the ground. After a long pause, he finally said in a low voice, "Get up. Stand up."
