The negotiator’s throat was choked.
"Ten, ten billion, and it has to be in USD!"
USD is the international currency, roughly equating to 7 to 8 yuan per dollar. Calculating it, the condition the criminal proposed is equivalent to 7 billion yuan!
It was the first ti in his life that he had encountered such an enormous amount.
"Tsk." The criminal let out a strange, sinister laugh from deep in his throat, "Can’t get it together? No problem, I’ll just kill a few people, then you’ll manage to find it."
As he spoke, he loaded the gun, aiming it at the little girl under his foot, "In your eyes, how much is her life worth? Better think it through quickly."
The negotiator was drenched in sweat, reaching out to stop him, "No! We can talk this over, ten billion is indeed too much. And you want it in USD, where are we going to find that much money for you? How about we transfer a portion to your account first, and once you release the hostages, we’ll give you the rest..."
"Sure, however much you give , I’ll keep those many stupid pigs alive. For those who don’t get the money, don’t bla , it’s your police that aren’t willing to save them."
"Ugh, ugh."
The crowd broke out into wailing, and the atmosphere in Hos Mall was heavy, like a slaughterhouse. Several hostages held each other, sobbing uncontrollably, unable to manage their emotions.
The little girl struggling on the ground was crying to the point of hiccuping, with blood covering the ground. Her face, which should have been filled with innocence and randomness, was now pale and bloodless, and her eyelids began to droop, as if she might faint from blood loss at any mont.
Her hand clutched the criminal’s pant leg, lips mumbling for rcy, "Uncle, please don’t hit ... uncle... it hurts... mommy, save ..."
Phillips couldn’t stand it anymore. He yanked the negotiator aside, his bloodshot eyes filled with murderous intent, pointing fiercely at the rampant criminal with a warning, "Just try touching one more person and see if I let you off!"
"Bang!"
A gunshot sounded from the side, fear-induced screams erupted again among the hostages, and an elderly man who had just been praying to God collapsed into a pool of blood...
Phillips watched the sudden events with wide eyes, veins bulging on his forehead, and his large eyes glaring abruptly at the leading criminal.
The criminal shrugged nonchalantly, opening his hands with an innocent look, "Sorry, it wasn’t , my brother didn’t like your cop’s tone and wanted to remind you of your current situation."
He loaded his gun again, slowly aiming it at the crying little girl on the ground, his devilish grin curling up, "If I’m going to kill, I’d rather kill her. That old pig is already on borrowed ti, soon to et her God anyway; might as well spare her! But this little sweetheart by my feet, so vibrant, young, it’s much more heartbreaking when a flower in bloom is suddenly broken!"
"No, don’t do that, we can discuss the ransom, you’re asking too much. I need to discuss with higher-ups, give so ti, ok?"
"Initially, I wanted to negotiate properly with you, but just now one of your fools tried to provoke . If I don’t retaliate, you dumb cops will think we’re easy to ss with. So we can talk, but I have to be able to blow her head off first!"
"No, please, don’t do this..."
The negotiator was about to cry, and the little girl, in even more pain, cried her heart out, reaching out to the police for help.
"Want mommy... wahh... scared... Guoguo is so scared, uncle... police uncle..."
The criminal maliciously grabbed the little girl’s collar, lifting her up, gun aid at her head, and leaned mockingly to her ear, mumbling unintelligibly, "Bla these brain-dead cops if you must!"
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