Sara

"I'm not joking." Yofasa added, "I don't know if your transaction will involve a medical examination. I suffer from a serious congenital disease and need long-term treatment. My treatment costs have already exceeded yours. The price mentioned will only be higher in the future.”

"You can change kidnapping into kidnapping and extortion, and no customer will pay a high price for a defective product, but I mean something different to my family, and they are willing to pay the money."

The middle-aged man and the young man in the sweater looked at each other. It's not like they haven't met someone who cried and demanded to pay the ransom themselves. Most of them would refuse for safety's sake. This is how this business is. Safety is more important than anything else.

The situation of Jehofasa was different, and they rarely hesitated.

"My medicine cannot be stopped. If I don't inject medicine within two days, it will be life-threatening. If you don't believe it, you can ask a doctor to come and check it. You can also see that I have needle holes in my neck and wrist."

Yofasha gathered his thoughts and continued to output, "Personally, I would pay up to ten times the price to save my own life-I need to emphasize again, it is life, if there is no way to return to my family, I will really die."

"I am the only heir in the family. I was unfortunately lost with my family because of today's riots. Compared with my safety, the money is not important."

Yofasa basically didn't lie, he just replaced a few concepts. He is indeed the sole heir of the family, although he is already in power;

Genetic defects can be called congenital diseases, and it is also true that drug withdrawal is dangerous.

As for his "family", their offer was not enough for Jofasa to have an operation. It is not a good deal to spend such a small amount of money to get the emperor back.

The middle-aged man frowned: "What's your name?"

"Sarah Feiger." Yofasha said the first name that came to mind in order to answer as soon as possible without showing timidity. "My father is Evan Feiger. He works in the government department. You may Saw his name on the news."

The young man in the sweater wanted to say something, but was slapped on the head by the middle-aged man, and the two walked to the bar to discuss in low voices with the others.

Logically speaking, no matter how much money the abducted person can pay, they cannot open the door. This is an unwritten rule in this industry. Once someone is rescued and leaks information, they are likely to be uprooted.

But if Yofasha's identity is really like what he said, he is the heir of a noble family, and his father is still involved in politics, then his family will definitely spare no effort to track down the whereabouts of this person, in case something happens to Yofasha with them, No one will end well.

Tuza returned to chaos, and they didn't have the guts to rely on their status as local snakes and the toughness of the empire, let alone they were not considered local snakes.

The middle-aged man finished the discussion and returned to Yofasha: "Give me your father's number."

Yofasa reported a long series of numbers, which contained a special prefix to prevent irrelevant people from misdialing.

The middle-aged man made a call according to the number he reported, and the call was quickly connected by a polite and gentle female voice: "Hello, I am Mr. Feiger's assistant. Mr. Feiger is busy now. You can call him later, or leave a message for me."

With a voice that sounded like an automatic reply, the middle-aged man doubted whether it was a real person.

He quickly adjusted his mentality, thinking that this "Mr. Feiger" might be busy looking for his lost son, so he deliberately changed his voice, and said in a low and hoarse voice: "Tell him, his son is in my care." If you don’t want him to die, answer the phone in person immediately.”

"Hey..." The female assistant was obviously taken aback by such remarks, and didn't know how to respond for a long time.

The middle-aged man winked at Yofasha, motioning him to speak, and Yofasha was waiting for this moment.

"I……"

boom--

His voice coincided with a loud bang, and everyone looked towards the place where the sound came from, only to see the main entrance of the basement crashing to the ground, and the middle-aged man farthest from the door was shot in the forehead before he could see the situation clearly.

In Yuefasha's eyes, the middle-aged man's body fell to the ground, and the communication device in his hand hit the wall and went black.

The person who shot at the door was wearing a painted mask, and his figure only stayed in place for a moment, then jumped down the steps in front of the door and continued to shoot around.

There is no doubt that this person is Linshu.

The other people in the room were awakened by the gunshot, and hurried to get their weapons. They didn't know whether it was Linshu's skill or their poor aim. The few people who got the guns in time shot a series of human body strokes, and the magazines were not empty yet. He was killed by a bullet.

He used the bar and tables and chairs as a cover, and every bullet was shot towards the head and heart, ensuring that it would be fatal in one blow. In less than a minute, almost all the people in the room fell down, and the few who were not hit critically Clutching his wound and moaning, he had already lost his combat effectiveness.

"Don't look." Linshu stood up from a chair, walked quickly to Yofasa's side, and shot the person who was still moving, in case there was an accident.

Yofasa stepped back unconsciously when the painted mask approached him, his eyes fell to the ground and met the middle-aged man's round eyes, and then moved away to look elsewhere.

"Sorry, you must be very scared..." Linshu lifted his mask, tucked his pistol into his waist, and stroked Yofasa's shoulder, "I won't leave you alone."

Just leave me alone.Yofasa clenched his hands behind his back.

Just a little bit, he was able to contact the people in the imperial capital. Linshu's point card was so accurate that people wondered if he did it on purpose.

Linshu wrapped his hands around Yofasa's waist to untie the rope in his hands. He took Yofasa's silence as being frightened by this one-sided "messy battle": "I didn't expect you to encounter such a thing, It is my fault."

Jehofasa's wrists were tied tightly, and the rope was untied, revealing several bright red strangle marks.

Linshu held Yofasa's wrist and pressed it. When he turned over, he saw the scab on the back of his hand. He clicked his tongue lightly: "Did you scratch it when you removed the locator?"

Yofasa's back was slightly stiff, and he had the illusion of being caught doing something bad. He lowered his head and replied noncommittally: "It hurts."

Appropriately showing weakness is beneficial, Linshu really didn't care how the wound came about, took off his coat and put it on Yofasha, and comforted him to disinfect and apply medicine after he went out.

Yofasa wanted to ask him how he found him. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the motionless young man in the sweater who had fallen on the ground and got up silently. He picked up the gun on the ground and pointed it at them. Yofasa had no time to think, and immediately touched Linshu. The gun at the waist.

"Don't touch it indiscriminately, you haven't withdrawn it yet, be careful of fire." Linshu countered and restrained Yofasa's wrist, reminding him casually.

boom--

Yofasa shrank into Linshu's arms. He didn't feel any pain after the gunshot, and it seemed that he missed him, but when he raised his head, Linshu's expression didn't look like he had been shot. Leisurely came to pat him who was "scared by the gunshot".

It turned out that it was not the young man in the sweater who fired the gun, but the one who got shot.

"It's cleared up outside. Is Mr. Sara all right?"

The person who appeared at the door this time was Lydia. She was wearing a chiffon white dress, most of which was torn off and still stained with blood. Judging from the splatter marks, it was not her own.

Before the young man in the sweater could pull the trigger, she preemptively broke the little brother's arm, and happily pierced his knee through his miserable howl.

"There is no obvious trauma." Linshu turned his head and blocked Yofasa's sight with his body, "Can you give someone a good time? Doesn't your ear hurt when you hear them calling?"

"You are the Holy Mother. What is there to sympathize with these people who killed thousands of knives? It is simply cheap for them to send people on the road so quickly."

Lydia blew on the muzzle of the gun, "There are a few whores outside who are covering for them. If it wasn't for the rush, I would have to pull out their wombs."

The Holy Mother Linshu, who killed more than a dozen people on the spot, made a stop gesture to her: "Pay attention to the civilized language, some people are also forced to do nothing, and it is God's business to punish them, just send them to God."

"What does a bitch mean?" Yofasa interjected abruptly, "I know it's a curse word, and it might refer to female sex workers according to contextual analysis...but I'm not a woman, so am I getting it wrong?"

Lin Shu immediately became alert: "These damned traffickers scolded you like that?"

Yofasa repeated a bunch of words that the middle-aged man said earlier that he didn't understand, and Linshu covered his mouth before he finished speaking, telling him not to speak again, and then turned around and kicked the young man who was still howling: " How could you say such shameless words to him?!"

"It's not what I said..."

Linshu didn't care so much, he nervously looked Yofasha from head to toe again, noticed that his clothes were not fully buttoned, and asked again: "Did they take off your clothes?"

The clothes have indeed been taken off, probably to check if there is anything on them. This group of people are very straight, at most they will check whether the abducted goods are flawless and will not do anything, but Yofasa can’t understand Lin’s words at all. With a special meaning, he will only state the facts:

"Yes."

Linshu's eyes darkened a little bit, he picked up the young man who kept shrinking and begging for mercy, opened the refrigerator near the bar, pulled out the contents with a bang, then forced the person in his hand into it by breaking his hands and feet, and closed the cabinet door .

A lot of blood seeped out from under the cabinet door, and the flow stopped after a while.

Linshu found a tissue and wiped his hands, then said to Lydia and Yofasa, "Let's go."

That wave of people may have been busy before God took them in. As a righteous man, he had to share the work for God.

Ah, just woke up_(:з」∠)_