I'm rubbing the masked knight in the United States

Chapter 341 Negotiations
There were two rows of seats on both sides of the dining car, and Edward took Emma to the left side.

"Everyone is just asking for money. I have already promised to give it to you. Can you put down the gun first and drive on the road? If there is a collision and fire, I will be gone, and you will not be able to make any money."

"Shut up, or I don't mind shooting. You're just an extra. You're extra money. It doesn't matter if you don't. Do you understand?" the red hood threatened sharply.

The black-hooded kidnapper who followed behind and escorted the two men took out two black cloth bags and held them down with handcuffs.

"Bring it yourself..." the black hooded kidnapper urged in a rough voice. Before he finished speaking, Edward put it on Emma first, and then put it on himself.

"You're quite self-conscious." The leader with a red hood looked back from the co-pilot and said with a sneer.

"Your life comes first. Just tell me how much you want, and I'll give her as well." Edward said following the direction the voice came from.

The red hood turned his head, Edward's attitude was too obedient, although the client was very cooperative and happy, but...

"His attitude is not right," the driver whispered.

"I know." Red Hood said.

The car drove in New York City for about half an hour, and came to a demolition area in Hell's Kitchen.

The car was in front of an invisible underground garage, and the underground garage had not been opened for a long time. The door was covered with dust, and even a few spiders could be seen crawling.

The car stopped in front of the underground garage. After the driver made a phone call, the door slammed down on the ground, stirring up a cloud of dust.

The car turned on the lights and drove into the underground garage.

The layout of the underground garage is very ingenious. It looks like an abandoned and unfinished building demolition area on the whole. There is nothing abnormal on the outside, but once you find a specific path, you will feel suddenly enlightened.

The underground garage is one of the correct paths. The car drove into it and came to a load-bearing column. The red hood grumbled, walked down, pressed the palm of the hand on the load-bearing column, and stepped back.

After 5 seconds, one wall of the load-bearing column was slowly pulled up, revealing the path of the orange light inside and the downward driving path.

The dining car drove down and entered the famous underground labyrinth of New York's underground world!
Three minutes later, the dining car stopped, and the cloth bag on Edward's head was taken off at once. Edward looked up and saw that it was the red hood that was originally sitting on the co-pilot.

The damp and rancid smell made Edward frowned—this year's kidnappers can't do it!

The underground labyrinth is classified into four trading areas C/B/A/S according to the layout, and the degree of easy discovery increases in order according to the environment and geographical location.

Just from the taste, it can be seen that this place belongs to the lowest level C area!It belongs to the kind of place only used by the most tasteless and low-level hot chicken kidnappers and hot chicken hooligans!

Spicy chicken!lame!

Edward's evaluation of these kidnappers hit a low point!
"Let's go on our own, don't bother us." Edward broke free from the handcuffs, helplessly picked up Emma, ​​hugged her out of the car, and was sent all the way to a very shoddy cell.

The cell was not big, and there was only a bed with a sour smell and dried blood. Outside the railing, after the kidnappers finished handing over, only two guards were left behind, and the rest left with the red hood.

The remaining two guards faced each other, staring at them closely.

Red Hood left everyone behind, went to a separate dark room, and opened a notebook.

In the notebook, a figure quickly appeared. With her back to the red hood, she asked in a deep voice.

"You have caught the person you want, but there is an extra gift. You need to pay more."

"Who?"

"A man, 1.8 meters, looks very thin, but he should be very rich, and he has been very cooperative." The red hood put on the chair

"I didn't ask you to catch him." She sneered twice, "but since you have already caught him, as a collaborator, I will give you a suggestion. He has a lot of money, and how much he can knock out is up to you."

"So this business is our own?" the red hood asked with his hands on his thighs.

"Yes." Someone in the picture handed her a piece of clothing, she took it and put it on, "I'll go there right away, remember my request."

"I know, but the deposit..." The red-hooded cell phone rang suddenly. He took it out and saw that there were 6000 million more in his bank account, and he laughed with satisfaction.

"Pleasant to work with."

After a while, the red hood led people into the cell, followed by two people wearing hoods. They held a lot of professional photography props and laptops in their hands, and they seemed to be videotaping.

Frost Electronic Technology, Chairman's Office.

Winston, who had returned to the company overnight, received such a video call before his chair warmed up.

In the picture, Emma was randomly thrown on the bed, with a decadent figure sitting beside her.

The frame stretches backwards to give a distant view of a fainting Emma.

"Who are you!" Winston looked at the screen curiously.

"Ha, that's a long story." The voice was specially processed so that no male or female could be identified.

"Well, no matter who you are, one thing is clear, you have caught my attention, so I will give you an answer." Winston crossed his hands, and glanced at the glass door outside his office that was leaning against him. figure.

"A lot of people have tried to do this before and they have all failed. Your success this time is a small miracle. Well done."

"Thank you for the compliment.

As you can see, your daughter Emma is in the hands of the outside! 6000 million, in exchange for her safety, sign your check, put it in an envelope as an envelope, and show that you are willing to cooperate with us.

You only have two hours!
If we don't hear back, then we'll assume it's a new account for your daughter and she'll die.

Don't report it, or I guarantee you'll see her dead body. "

"Okay." Winston raised his hands, with a grim smile on his lips
"I won't report the crime, and at the same time, I will give you an answer, but, seriously, $6000 million? Do you really think my daughter is worth that much?"

"you……"

"Daughter who betrayed me, is it because you didn't bring any money, so you discussed with your cronies to perform a play to cheat money?

Well, since you guys want to know how much she is worth, let me give you an answer, she is nothing.

If you want to hang her, I hope you find a stronger one, or it will break in the middle. For me, she is dead. "

"Crack." The video was actively shut down by Winston.

"This old bastard... doesn't care at all! He will give up everything for money!" Red Hood kicked the wall angrily.

In the prison cell, the elite's water droplets crawled and slapped down on the fair face.

Frost Electronics Technology.

The office door was pushed open, and Winston breathed a sigh of relief.

"Let her go, Adrienne."

"Why do you say that? Father?" Adrienne leaned against Winston's glass door, and the neon lights of New York's colorful world outside the window shone on her face, making her look extremely strange.

(End of this chapter)