The tall man was dressed similarly to the soldiers. He was still fully armed, with a black mask on his face, revealing only two eyes that looked like falcons.
The difference between him and the soldiers was that he did not carry an automatic rifle, but only had two Browning .45-caliber pistols stuck in his waist.
The man looked at the audience with interest and continued, "You may not be interested in knowing my name. I am a kind person and don't want to hurt you, but I am short of money! Do you understand that I am short of money? And those of you here
Everyone, obviously you are not short of money, so I need to talk to you
Let's do business! I'll give you three minutes to guess what the business is. If anyone guesses it, I'll give him a 50% discount on the business! By the way... you don't need to try to make a phone call, the signal blocking function of this auction house is
So good, so good that we don’t even need jamming equipment!”
After he finished speaking, he stopped and looked at the silent wealthy people in this room with interest.
When everyone ran out just now, Xia Yu and Korkina were following the two scholars to prevent any accidents. Fortunately, the two scholars were not very strong in physical strength, so they were not afraid of being coerced.
They couldn't go to the front, so no one was injured. Now, Xia Yu and Korkina are holding their legs like everyone else.
Korkina whispered in confusion: "Boss, why are these guys wearing the active uniforms of the special forces of the Magnesium State, and the equipment is also in active service? Could it be that the Magnesium State military has intervened in this matter?"
Xia Yu smiled disdainfully, "How could the military of the Magnesium State interfere in such a thing? This is a matter for the CIA and the FBI. At most, the Homeland Security Bureau of the Magnesium State will intervene. They make it look like the special forces of the Magnesium Army.
It’s just a lie to a layman.”
"But who are they?" Korkina asked doubtfully, "Who would take the name of the special forces of the Magnesium State?"
"I think your IQ has really deteriorated because you were raised by China! Can't you think of which guys like to pretend the most?"
Korkina was stunned and said embarrassedly: "Remember, they should be Chameleons! But how did they get here? Did they defect to the Magnesium Country?"
Xia Yu smiled, "Definitely not... I seem to understand the tricks of the Mei people, but I need some evidence. I'll find out later."
"Boss, stop being so pretentious. Aren't you going to take action? Chameleons and other miscellaneous fish will probably be scared away when they hear your name!"
"I'm Tom Ding now!" Xia Yu said with a smile, "I'm a wealthy man who brings his little secretary out to look cool!"
Korkina smiled slightly, pretending to be coquettish, "Boss, I'm so scared!"
"If you're afraid, just lie down!"
…
While Xia Yu and Korkina were muttering, the other hostages were also discussing the origins of these people in low voices. Three minutes passed quickly.
Bang!
The man on the podium fired a shot at the ceiling, and the whole place fell into silence. Everyone turned to look at him in horror.
"Haha..." The man smiled sinisterly, "Don't be afraid, I'm just reminding everyone that the time is up. Unfortunately, no one guessed the answer, so no one can enjoy the 50% discount! Then let me tell you about this business, everyone here
You are all rich and powerful people, so your lives must be very valuable, but unfortunately, your lives are not in your own hands now. Do you know whose hands it is?"
…
There was total silence, no one dared to answer.
The man smiled "haha" again, "You are really too nervous, there is no need for it! Your lives are all in my hands! Right? Right? Speak?"
He stared, pointed his pistol at a potbellied white man in the first row and shouted: "Tell me, am I right? Speak!"
The white man was so frightened that he couldn't speak and could only nod his head desperately.
"Let you speak!" the tall man shouted, "Do you understand what you are saying? Do you understand?"
Bang!
Without warning, he suddenly fired a shot at the white man, and the bullet burst into a bloody splatter on the white man's fat thigh.
The white man screamed, rolled to the ground, hugged his legs and wailed, "No! Don't kill me! Please don't kill me."
The tall man jumped off the podium, grabbed the white man up, and shouted: "Say! Am I right?"
"Yes! Yes!" the white man cried.
"Whose hands is your life in?"
"In your hands! In your hands, please don't kill me, let me go! Please!"
"That's right!" the tall man said proudly, "I'll give you a chance to buy your life with money. Are you willing to buy it? Huh? Your life is worth twenty million dollars, right? Give me the money and I'll buy you.
Give you my life back!"
The tall man snapped his fingers, and immediately a soldier ran over holding a POS machine-like machine and handed it to the rich white man.
The tall man shot the rich white man in the head with a gun and said: "Twenty million dollars, swipe your card, buy your life, and then you will be safe! I know you opened two law firms, twenty million dollars is right
It’s not difficult for you!”
The rich white man shivered as he took out his credit card and spent twenty million dollars honestly. He was then taken aside by a soldier to treat the gunshot wound on his leg.
The tall man smiled scornfully, "The gentleman just now gave everyone a good demonstration. Each of your lives has its own price. If you pay the money, you will be safe! Remember not to play tricks, otherwise
, I won’t sell it!”
As soon as he finished speaking, more than a dozen soldiers came to the auditorium holding "pos machines" and asked everyone to swipe their cards one by one, some worth 10 to 20 million, some with 3 to 5 million.
Korkina asked in a low voice with some confusion: "Boss, isn't the signal here blocked? Why can their POS machine still work?"
"Their machine should be connected to an internal computer and then connected through a wired network. Not only will these guys make money this time, I am afraid that all the cards that have been swiped by their machine will also be copied..." Xia Tian
Yu whispered.
Korkina smiled and asked, "How much do you think we are worth?"
"Tom Ding and Xia Nana..." Xia Yu smiled, "I don't know. Now I want to know how much Qi Feng and Fan Dawei are worth."
While muttering, a kidnapper with a "possible machine" finally arrived at Qi Feng.
"You..." The kidnapper looked at Qi Feng's slightly plain clothes, his eyes were a little strange, because people here are either rich or noble, and no one was wearing Qi Feng's clothes worth less than thirty dollars. He felt a little weird.
Not sure how much it should cost.
Xia Yu caught all this with his peripheral vision, and couldn't help but chuckle in his heart. It seemed that apart from having some understanding of a limited number of rich people, they still judged the money they asked for from other people based on their clothes... But they all ended up here.
It's time. Why hasn't the CIA taken action yet?
Just when he thought of this, a sudden change occurred...