The manager hurriedly handed the laptop to Huo Xiujie, who snatched the computer and put it on the table.

His trembling fingers clicked the OK button of the mouse, and the email was a video.

Huo Xiujie suddenly remembered something, turned his head and yelled at the manager beside him, "Get out!" ”

The manager hurried away in a hurry.

He exhaled lightly and clicked on the video.

Huo Xiujie's eyes suddenly widened, and his hands began to tremble.

In the picture, Ye Shuran looked like he was at home, and the executioner grabbed "his" short hair, and the dagger glowing with cold light stabbed "him" in the neck.

"Nope! No! No! Huo Xiujie's hands hung in the air, as if he was at a loss.

Suddenly, a line of words popped up on the screen, "The video is about to be automatically destroyed!" ”

"What?" Huo Xiujie clicked the mouse vigorously, wanting to take screenshots and the like, but the emails and videos were automatically destroyed instantly.

"What the hell is this?" Huo Xiujie raised his hand and held his head, already sweating profusely.

His heart was racing, and he was even a little suspicious that the video he had just watched was not real.

"Drop!"

Another email came in at this point.

[Mr. Huo, does Rashvi know? I'm the head of the base here, we just need some money, it's easy for you, we've always had credit, as long as the money is in place, people will pay you back. 】

Huo Xiujie just finished reading this email, and it was automatically destroyed again.

"Damn it!" He clenched his fists and slammed the table.

"Drop!"

"If there is an afterlife, I want to be your soldier again."

The computer automatically played an audio, and Huo Xiujie raised his head suddenly, this was Ye Yunran's voice.

[Mr. Huo, transfer 500 million US dollars to this account now, go to Rashvi within 18 hours, and we will hand him over to you. If you call the police during this period, or the money does not arrive, just wait to tear up the ticket! 】

The email also included a photo of "Ye Yunran" tied to an iron seat before he was about to be executed.

Huo Xiujie hurriedly took a screenshot of this email, but this email was not set to be automatically destroyed at all.

Because the name of the account for the transfer was written in the email, it was specially for him to see, and the sending address of the email was not hidden, it was African Luxavi.

It was really Ye Yunran, Huo Xiujie's heart was beating violently.

He saw this photo clearly, it was indeed a live broadcast method used by terrorists, Ye Shuran was standing on the left and right, holding an AK47 masked man in black.

AK47 with real guns, Huo Xiujie is also a person who has played with guns, and he can see at a glance that it is a real gun.

Everything is real, and yes, these people are terrorists.

He raised his hand and covered his heart, not because he was distressed about money, 500 million was not much for the Huo Group.

Huo Xiujie was emotional, and everyone was looking for him thousands of times, but unfortunately when he knew his whereabouts, he was in prison.

"Ye Yunran, you wait for me!"

Huo Xiujie squinted his eyes, and without blinking, he turned around the 500 million US dollars.

"Drop!"

The other party's email came.

[Mr. Huo, happy people, as long as you go alone, it's still the same sentence, as long as you call the police or hire the army, I will tear up the ticket. The location map will be sent to you after you get off the plane, bring your mobile phone. 】

He closed his laptop and rushed out of the office.

The manager outside the door saw Huo Xiujie's anxious appearance and hurriedly chased after him.

"Get the plane ready, and I'll tell him the location when I get on the plane." Huo Xiujie's voice was a little hoarse.

The manager didn't dare to be sloppy and hurried to inform the pilots of the Huo Group.

【Latzevi, Africa】

On the computer screen, a balance of five hundred million dollars was displayed, and the person sitting in front of the computer raised an eyebrow.