Chapter 62: The Game of Death

Gun!

With that kind of cold glow from the gun, Du Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, and his whole body became vigilant.

"Du, what's wrong with you?" Steve smiled at the strangeness of Du Feng.

"It's fine. Du Feng said. Maybe he was too vigilant, Du Feng relaxed.

Steve smiled: "Du, you should go to the United States with me, where is a good place to relax." ”

"Click......

No sooner had Steve finished speaking than a piercing gunshot rang out.

A large man wearing a black mask carried a hand* in one hand, and the muzzle of the gun was aimed at the ceiling, and the bullet sparked on the ceiling. He was followed by two equally dressed men, each carrying a hand* in his hand, with fierce eyes.

After recognizing that the guns in the hands of those big men were American-made MP5*, Du Feng immediately knocked down Steve, covered Steve's mouth, and squatted down to hide next to a table next to him.

"Du, what's going on?" Steve let out a muffled voice, and before he could finish speaking, his eyes suddenly widened.

I saw a corpse covered in blood fall next to the two of them, that person was none other than a big man who had just followed Steve, and I saw that his hand had just been stretched into his arms, as if he was about to pull out a gun.

He is Steve's full-time bodyguard, and for Steve's special status, it is very normal for a bodyguard to hold a gun, but he was well-trained, but he didn't expect that the opponent's marksmanship was so accurate that he had fallen to the ground before he could fight back.

Looking at the muzzle of the gun located in the center of his forehead, Du Feng's eyes became solemn again. Such accurate marksmanship is definitely not something that ordinary people can make, and these people must have received quite professional training.

At the same time, the guests in the venue let out a piercing scream, some squatted to the ground with their heads in their hands, and some lost their minds and ran towards the elevator, and the entire fourth floor of the mall was in chaos in an instant. These are the so-called elites, but driven by the flight for their lives, they are much more exaggerated than ordinary people.

"Click......" Another piercing burst of gunfire rang out, and the guests who tried to escape were shot through their bodies and fell to a pool of blood.

"Don't kill me! I've got a lot of money, give it to you as much as you want. One of the guests shouted, but all he received was a merciless bullet.

Hearing the piercing gunshots and seeing those lying in pools of blood on the other side, the women present screamed even higher.

"Gather these people together and kill them if they dare to!" said the leading bandit coldly.

After that, he turned on the walkie-talkie in his ear and said in a deep voice: "Big brother, the control room of the banquet hall has been controlled." ”

"Let's start looking for our goals. The man on the other end of the intercom said in English.

"Is it on schedule?"

The walkie-talkie disconnects after a casual one.

While the lead bandit reported, two bandits holding AK began to drive the crowd towards a corner of the hall.

The brutal methods of the leading bandit made everyone dare not act rashly. Several of them were so frightened that their legs weakened and they walked too slowly, and they were killed by two other bandits without mercy.

The crowd let out another scream, but was quickly suppressed by the two bandits.

"Ladies and gentlemen, there is good news to announce: now the ship begins a game. There will be a picture of someone on this screen, and if someone who knows the photo can stand up and identify it, if the identification is successful, then I will kill the person in the photo, and if no one identifies it, I will kill one or several people at random.

"Of course, if you don't want to play the game, you can buy a life! 50 million lives is cheap. The robber laughed.

Several people in the crowd immediately shouted: "I'm out, I'm willing to pay 50 million!"

The people who had the leader, but several people were quickly brought to the leader.

"Then dear friend, let's start transferring money now!" said an armed man, bringing over a computer.

"I'll turn, I'll turn!" said several people in fear.

One person starts to enter their own account number, and an information bar pops up after the transfer, showing that the balance is insufficient!

"How could it be! I have a full 200 million in liquidity in this account. ”

The leader leaned over and said, "It's a pity my dear friend, we want dollars!"

A bullet sank into the man's forehead with precision, and the man fell with incredulity.

50 million US dollars, 300 million yuan in RMB, although there are a lot of net worth present, but who can say that you can take out 300 million?

"Next!" said the leader coldly, as if he had just slapped a bug to death.

"Leave me alone! I'll give you all the money. The remaining three people fell to their knees in an instant.

"Okay, let's see how much money you have?" the leader laughed.

A middle-aged man from the Mediterranean trembled and picked up the computer, and finally transferred all the 150 million funds in the account. This middle-aged man is also a well-known entrepreneur in the East China Sea, and he also has a considerable reputation in the field of electronic accessories.

"Excuse me, sir, you only paid the general fee. The leader apologized, "That's only half the money to buy you half of your life." ”

Two shots rang out, and I saw the middle-aged man fall to the place with a wail, and a bullet hole on his leg was very neatly hit on his knee, and the black blood hole kept leaving blood.

"Alright, it's your turn!" the leader's eyes glowed like a viper.

"I ,,, I only have 50 million liquidity! I'll give it to you, and my villa in Donghai is also worth tens of millions. The remaining two knelt down alone.

Okay, dear, you transfer money first. The leader said.

The man shuddered and said, "Is it okay?"

What he was rewarded with was a bullet. The bullet hit him right in the chest.

"It's a pity that 50 million can only save your head, and the rest of you go and ask our lord!"

Another trembled and lay next to the computer: "I, I need to call my secretary." ”

The leader gave him a casual hand gesture and handed him a satellite phone.

After a brief phone call, the man transferred $50 million directly to the robber's account.

"I'm all right now, am I?" the man shuddered.

"Well, it's my pleasure, sir, to sit on the side and watch this interesting game. With that, one of the armed men pushed the man to a chair beside him.

"Take me. Take me. A lady in the crowd with heavy makeup shouted.

The man who was already safe turned his head when he saw it, as the so-called husband and wife were originally the same forest birds, and they flew separately when disaster came. He couldn't afford to pay the $50 million ransom.

Fearing death at gunpoint, many people began to demand ransom payments, many of them have been kidnapped, but there has never been such a gang that has been so arrogant and cruel. They are almost murderous demons without blinking, and no one knows whether they can survive or not.

In their minds, survival begins to outweigh everything else.

"I'm going to call, I'm sure I can scrape together $50 million!" many people began to signal, and there was a common comfort in their hearts, that is, they would definitely be rescued by the police, and the money would eventually return to their pockets.

"I'm going to call too!"

The crowd kept coming out of the sermon.