6. Kidnappers and negotiations

Tick... Tick... Tick...

The pocket watch continued to walk, and every second seemed to be a torture.

Joshua's palms holding the pocket watch were covered with sweat, and his hands holding the gun were already trembling due to tension.

Success or failure?

have no idea.

The only thing he knew was the treasure house over there, which was still quiet now. Without the sound of killing like fire, there were only the breathing of the guards. It seemed that even here... could be heard.

Ah... It turns out that this is my own breath. The sound of this breath is so panicked now.

It turns out... when you encounter such a decisive moment...

Will you... be nervous?

Joshua caressed the gun and was silent.

At the scene, only the wind was howling. The insects in the lawn made chirping sounds.

Quiet……

But how long can this quiet last?

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Joshua, who was already extremely nervous, suddenly became even stiffer. He immediately let go of his pocket watch and integrated his entire body with the guide gun. Through the sniper lens, he saw a group of people walking out of the villa there. The leader was not someone else, but the actual controller of the town - Barrans

Seeing this number one enemy from the camera, Joshua's spirit immediately reached a concentration height that had never been seen before. He aimed the crosshairs in the camera at Barans' chest with great precision. The nervous feeling almost made his heart beat stop. I don't know if he knew it? At this moment, his right eye looking at the scope was slowly changing, and his pupils began to turn into crosshairs, firmly locking the gang leader.

What to do? What to do?

Shoot? Kill him?

But what should I do after being shot? Exposed?

No...be calm...don't move...never move...be calm...be calm...be absolutely not ruining big things because of a moment of impulse...be calm...calm...calm...

Joshua tried his best to stay calm, but Barans did not give him time to calm down at this moment. He brought his precious son, Constantine, to the door of the treasure house surrounded by people around him.

And then...

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President Barans soon discovered the lock on the gate of the treasure house. His originally kind expression immediately became magnificent. He scolded the guards standing here, and was very excited. He rushed up and pushed open the door...

The next moment, the sharp black sword blade was placed on his neck without any surprise.

And all these situations naturally became the worst.

"Everyone retreats, otherwise I don't guarantee this person's life and death."

The idiot stood up Balans and slowly walked out of the treasure house. The demilitar behind him clenched his fists and followed slowly. When these two people finally appeared from the treasure house, Joshua's right eye, which turned into a crosshair, immediately recovered not because of anything else, but because a rolled up drawing was inserted in the collar behind the idiot's back.

It succeeded but... why do you still have to bring out the drawings in this situation? Wouldn't it be better to destroy them directly?

At this moment, Joshua immediately gave up the idea of ​​running away. The drawing still exists in this world. As long as it is not destroyed for a day, he will not be at ease for a day. He took a deep breath and began to stare at Balans in the camera, not letting his heart deviate from his crosshairs for a moment.

In front of the treasure house -

"Don't move, calm me down"

Balans is worthy of being the boss of the underworld. He was calm in the face of danger and immediately stopped the panic between his subordinates and Constantine. After a brief commotion, the hooligans and guards immediately calmed down and surrounded the idiots and demilitars.

"Who are you? What is your purpose? Tell me, if I can do it, I will definitely satisfy you."

Balans stretched out his fat hands and made a gesture that could be negotiated at any time.

The idiot, however, stuck his throat tightly. After a brief silence, he immediately said: "Let us go. And, you must not follow us."

"This is of course, you can do it."

"Prepare a big carriage for us, and choose the strongest horses to pull. After the carriage arrives, you must also act with us. Unless I think I will arrive at a safe place, I will never let anyone go."

“This is also easy to satisfy, no problem.”

"Also, prepare the travel fee for us. I want a ransom of 100,000 Sura and 100,000 Inel, and put it on the carriage. Among these 100,000 Sura, there are 10,000 Sura coins, 20,000 Sura, 30,000 Sura, 30,000 Sura is the denomination of 50,000 Sura, and 40,000 Sura is the denomination of 100 Sura. The same is true for Inel, 10,000 coins, 20,000 ten denominations, 350,000 denominations, 4100 denominations. Go quickly."

Asking for money is the ultimate goal of a successful kidnapper. But at the same time, a kidnapper who still does not forget to ask for money when encountering a crisis is definitely a failed kidnapper.

After hearing these requests from the idiot, Joshua wanted to scold him and began to doubt whether the person he was asking for was normal? He even asked for money in such a situation? And, it was even so troublesome?

But now, the drawings are still there, and even if Joshua feels dissatisfied, he can only accompany the rich idiot to wait. It seems that this person is named idiot, but he is really the right person. It is true that he is as famous as his name, a huge idiot.

Hundred Thousand Sura and Hundred Thousand Inel are definitely not a small number. Even after Balans nodded in agreement, the gangsters and kidnappers would need time to collect them. However, the idiots had absolute patience. He held Balans, leaned back to back, and was alert to the enemies ahead. As long as there was any small strangeness, these two people would suddenly attack.

Time passes in almost unbearable slow speed.

A lot of carriage was brought in, but the money was not piled up in front of the idiot until half an hour later. But this was not the end. In front of the idiot, the hooligans needed to count them.

Balans was held hostage, and the young man Constantine is undoubtedly the one who is in charge of the overall situation. He directed the gangsters to count coins, while staring at the idiot intently, and also noticed the drawing behind him.

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Constantine thought for a moment, then he picked up the money detector he brought and touched it left and right, and said, "I'm really sorry, the money detector seems to be broken."

“…………………It doesn’t matter, I can wait.”

"So, Mr. Kidnapper, in order to let you see the correctness of the money, I will personally click it to you one by one. How do you think?"

Regarding this proposal that would obviously consume a lot of time, the idiot unexpectedly did not object to his eyes. His eyes were just staring at the money greedily, as if he was dreaming that would become a monster in the next moment. After receiving the idiot's consent, Constantine immediately took the box with a smirk and walked further towards the idiot, sat down in front of him, and opened the box.

He is procrastinating... Idiot, that kid is procrastinating, why did you really let him count? Don't look at him only fourteen or five years old, this kid is clever, don't ask for that money, leave there quickly, come out

Joshua was already anxious, but the idiots there were still greed on their faces, watching Constantine counting money bundles and putting it in the box. It was precisely because he was too focused that he completely ignored the fact that he was in danger now.

A figure sneaked out of the alley in the shadow.

The figure held a dagger in his hand, looked left and right with a sneaky look, secretly aiming at the tree as the foundation point, and also staring at the Joshua standing on the trunk...

"call……"

This man breathed a sigh of relief.

Then slowly... slowly... and pinched the shiny dagger and walked up...

Bang.

There is no foreshadowing, no alarm.

With just a slight sound, the man's feet were frozen by a thick layer of ice in an instant.

The man was stunned. He immediately opened his mouth to make a sound, but before he could speak completely, a piece of mud flew up from the ground, pounced into his mouth, and blocked his throat. Then, his body seemed to be trapped in an ice cave, quickly covering it with a layer of frost. The ground at the soles of his feet also turned into a mud, slowly sinking him, slowly.

The surroundings... became quiet again.

The calm ground seemed like nothing happened, everything seemed normal.

The lights and wine over there are still continuing, and Joshua is still hiding behind the bushes, looking nervously at the confrontation of the people. The sight of the camera is still staring at Balans' heart, breathing...

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Come on... End it soon...

Even if you quickly destroy that damn drawing... It's time to end...

Time is a torment.

A time that cannot be fast-forwarded is the most painful torture in the world for those who are waiting.

The idiot held Balans and stared at the money. Constantine also counted the money very calmly. After counting a stack, she tied it with a paper tape and put it in the suitcase next to her. However, unlike the greedy look of the idiot staring at the suitcase closely, this young man showed a rare calmness among his peers. After counting all the paper and pens of the ten-soura denominations, he stood up and stretched.

"Don't be lazy, count quickly."

The idiot urged him. But this urge was exchanged for Constantine's sneer.

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Chapter completed!