That's right, the weapons and grenades in Ryan's men's hands once belonged to SamWolf. Those were salvaged from the house that belonged to them. The fact that their haul had fallen into Ryan's hands irked them greatly. They were chased away from their own house and were now being attacked by their own weapons; it made their hearts burn. However, there was nothing they could do. Their opponent had the number's advantage and grenades; they didn't dare to act flightily.
"Ryan, do you intend to kill all of us?" Sam asked him in a measured tone.
Ryan offered a slimy smile. "Don't be so melodramatic. As long as you leave the reward money and weapons, I swear I will let you people go. Trust me, I'm a man of my word."
"Only an idiot will believe you!" Ali scoffed with derision.
Ryan laughed. "What choice do you have? Either you leave the gold and weapons, or you leave everything behind, including your lives!"
