"These people are very professional; they must have undergone special training. They're not ordinary kidnappers. They must have used a device to jam the signals nearby. There's collusion with insiders, what should we do?" Lan Xue said in a low voice.
"Let's see what happens first," Luo Zheng put away his phone and said, his sharp gaze fixed on the approaching figures. He glanced at Song Yan, who also had not moved in the chaos. Song Yan appeared to be very cooperative and did not resist at all, even though many of his bodyguards, who were ard with guns, had offered no resistance, which seed very odd.
The tourists in the city were quickly controlled, all squatting on the spot, not allowed to look around. Then, soone carrying a canvas bag ca over, followed by two n with guns. The person with the bag walked into the crowd, gesturing for everyone to take out their money. Who would dare to resist in the face of the dark muzzles of the guns?
In tis of peace, when peace has lasted for too long, everyone has moved far from war and harbors an indescribable fear of guns. If this were the few years just after liberation, no one would have been scared by soone threatening with a gun.
Surrounded by gun-wielding figures, all with their faces covered and eyes that emitted a cold, icy murderous intent, like primordial fierce beasts indifferent to life, no one dared to speak out for fear of drawing attention. Under the dark muzzles of the guns, everyone dutifully emptied their pockets of all valuables, and even the cash on the tables was taken.
After half an hour, two large canvas bags of money were taken away, and from start to finish, no one dared to resist. Luo Zheng wanted to see what these people were really up to; using so many people and making such a big fuss seed unlikely to be just for such a small amount of money. How much could be in two canvas bags? Since the other side hadn't taken any extre actions, he didn't resist and handed over the cash he had on him. He could settle this account with them later, "A true man can bend and stretch."
"Ladies and gentlen, thank you for your cooperation. We are here only for the money, not to kill. But that's not up to ; it's up to you. Now, listen up, each of you owes two hundred thousand 'life-saving money.' Pay up to save your life; if you have no money, prepare to die. It's your choice whether to live or die," a middle-aged man leading them, with a cold triangular gaze, shouted from the platform, his eyes emitting a terrifying cold gleam, like a wild wolf.
"What?" Everyone was stunned, not expecting these people to be so ruthless. Not only had they taken all they had, but they were also demanding more now—it was outrageous. A subtle shift occurred in people's minds, and they were no longer passively compliant.
"These people are indeed very professional. What they are asking for isn't much, just two hundred thousand per person, which most can afford. Even if they make it out alive, they wouldn't report it for just this amount, to avoid more trouble. What should we do?" Lan Xue whispered in Luo Zheng's ear, her hand tightly gripping a gun.
Luo Zheng had also noticed this detail. If these people demanded too much, like a million or even half a million, people wouldn't be able to pay. Even if they did, they wouldn't let it go afterward, definitely going to report to the authorities and investigate. It also showed that they wanted money without causing fatalities. This indicated that the kidnappers were very ticulous in their planning and didn't want to push things too far.
People tend to gamble with luck; nobody moved, not wanting to be the first. The leader of the robbers watched this coldly, seemingly already knowing all of this and was in no hurry. Instead, after waiting about three minutes, he glanced at one of his subordinates. The subordinate nodded in understanding and strode toward the hostages.
Shortly after, the man pointed to soone. The people around quickly dispersed, revealing the wealthy young master inside. The wealthy young master showed a panicked expression but was still dragged away. He wore a cold expression and did not speak, just gazed coldly at the robbers.
Luo Zheng watched the scene unfold and couldn't shake the feeling that it was sohow staged, filled with doubt. Could things really be so coincidental in this world? It seed increasingly likely that the robbers were linked to Song Yan, so he stayed alert and observed carefully, signaling to Lan Xue to stay calm and wait to see what tricks these guys were planning.
"Sir, unfortunately for you, you've won the lottery. Let's start with you. I hope you won't disappoint . Life or death, make your choice and don't waste everyone's precious ti," the robber leader announced as he jumped down from the platform, speaking coldly.
All of a sudden, the wealthy playboy made a move and charged at the robber leader, who stepped back. Another robber rushed forward, blocking the playboy and throwing him to the ground. The playboy struggled desperately, but to no avail.
The scene stunned everyone around, nobody had expected the playboy to resist and display such courage. Even Luo Zheng hadn't anticipated it, and he was truly surprised. What was this? An act? The others watched the robber leader nervously, the outco for the playboy would determine their own mindset: to pay or not to pay?
The robber leader was humiliated and enraged, so he drew his gun. His gaze, sharp as a blade, swept over all the hostages as he said coldly, "It seems I have to start a massacre, but that's not important, I will grant you that." With those chilling words, his cold gaze moved across the crowd and settled on Luo Zheng as he pointed and ordered, "You, co out."
Instantly, over a dozen guns were aid at Luo Zheng. He was deeply suspicious, sensing that sothing was amiss. There couldn't possibly be such a coincidence in this world. Lan Xue also felt that the situation was highly peculiar and didn't want Luo Zheng to risk himself. She looked at him anxiously, her eyes filled with questioning as if to say: Shall we fight this out?
Luo Zheng patted Lan Xue on the shoulder, signaling her to stay calm. Since Song Yan wanted to play, they would play well. He quickly secured his handgun and stood up slowly, facing the aim of a dozen guns, and scoffed, "Here I am. How do you want to play? I'm all in."
The bandit leader didn't expect Luo Zheng to be so defiant. His murderous gaze intensified as he pulled out a gun and handed it to Luo Zheng, barking, "Kill him, and I might let you go; otherwise, prepare to die." He pointed toward the playboy who was being restrained on the ground.
Luo Zheng looked at the other party in surprise. What kind of plot was this? Did he truly have to trade the playboy's life for his own? If the playboy died, Luo Zheng would undeniably be blad for the murder of an innocent civilian, especially considering the confrontation they had earlier. It was now clear to him that the earlier provocation was deliberate, making everyone aware of the conflict between them. If Luo Zheng were to shoot the playboy, even if forced by the robbers, it could be claid he had seized the chance for revenge. The suspicion would be enough to ensure it wouldn't be just as simple as leaving the National Blade Special Combat Team. One trap set within another, every move planned, a cruel and cunning sche.
"Hurry up, or I'll switch you two," the robber leader called out coldly, as he hit Luo Zheng's shoulder with the butt of a gun. After grasping the crux of the matter, Luo Zheng didn't dodge but began to think of a counter-strategy.
By then, the robber had offered the gun to Luo Zheng. He took it and suddenly realized there was sothing wrong with the weapon.
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