In the church under the dark sky, the black man stood up, walked to the hunting knife, pulled out the knife, played with it on his fingertips and said: "The time for cross-border payment is about three days, I calculated it for you as four days. After four days, if I don’t receive the desired amount in my account, then every hour I will chop off one of everyone’s fingers until the money is fully transferred.”
"Are you crazy? Two hundred thousand each."
The director frowned and said, "Even if this amount of money is placed in China, it is still a large expense. Not every family can afford it."
"I remember that housing prices in your country are very high, aren't they? Although you have no liquidity, everyone has a house. As long as you sell the house, two hundred thousand is more than enough." The man said.
Everyone looked at each other.
The director took a few deep breaths to calm down, and then said: "We need to discuss it."
"Can."
The black man said happily: "But the timer has started. From now to four days later, every minute and every second is precious." As he said that, he waved, and someone immediately put an old PHS and a A bank card from an unknown country was placed next to the director."
After getting permission, the film crew immediately broke out into heated discussions. Some people thought that the asking price was too outrageous. They were all office workers and couldn't afford so much money. But more people think that they should agree to the kidnappers, and then immediately call the Seal Group to ask the Seal Group to pay the fee. After all, this matter is considered part of the job, and although 200,000 is a lot, for the wealthy Seal Group, that It doesn't count money.
Amid everyone's discussion, the director decided to call the SEAL headquarters.
However, at this moment, the black man stood up impatiently. He stared at the only woman in the team and said, "You can discuss it slowly, but you, follow me."
As he spoke, he pointed at Sutina.
The cold sweat on Sutina's forehead suddenly fell down.
The director who was about to call Seal became angry. He said loudly: "Hey, what do you mean? We have already decided to ask for money for you. Do you still want to..."
Chug tug tug! !
The black man pointed the AK47 in his hand at the sky and fired a magazine.
The brass shells clattered to the ground, and everyone fell silent.
Seeing that everyone was quiet, the black man said coldly: "I hope you can understand the situation. It is you who spend money to buy safety from me, not me who mainly sells it to you!" After that, he pointed to Sutina: "Come here!"
Sutina instinctively shrank and moved behind Song Wenbin like a puppy.
Song Wenbin gritted his teeth.
In an instant, heaven and man were at war.
The war stopped in an instant.
He had understood what he wanted to do from the dialogue of the camera crew and the actions of the black leaders, and now they were defenseless and helpless. Except waiting to die. There seemed to be no other way.
His eyes flashed from the cross high in the church. Song Wenbin made up his mind and threw all fear behind him.
The black man called twice in succession but did not move Su Tina. He strode up to Song Wenbin very unhappy, put his head on his head, and looked into Song Wenbin's eyes with a standard black threatening face: "Who is she to you?"
Song Wenbin smiled and said, "Help me translate."
Sutina was too scared to speak.
Song Wenbin had no choice but to look around and asked: "Who knows English and doesn't want to get into trouble? Come and translate now."
At this time, a relatively energetic young man in the team stood up and stood next to Song Wenbin with a pale face: "He asked, who are you, Sutina?"
Song Wenbin glanced at this little brother with admiration, and then sighed: "Tell this respected leader that she is my half-sister."
The photographer was stunned for a moment, Sutina was also stunned, and the director was also stunned.
But soon, the young man passed Song Wenbin’s words to the black people.
"That's it. Just give me 100,000 yuan."
The black man said cheerfully, and then pointed at Sutina: "You, come here!"
Song Wenbin asked: "Excuse me, do you want to sleep with my sister?"
The little brother translated immediately.
"Of course." The black man praised without hesitation: "I am very satisfied with your sister's appearance."
"That's great." Song Wenbin said excitedly: "I also hope you can sleep with her!"
As soon as these words came out, the translator was dumbfounded, Su Tina's face was stunned, and the director was confused. In fact, after Song Wenbin said this sentence, everyone who knew Chinese was stunned.
"translate!"
Song Wenbin said loudly.
Under Song Wenbin's tough eyes, the photographer translated Song Wenbin's words with a completely incomprehensible tone.
Now, even the black people across the street stopped.
Of course, the leader is still the leader after all. Although he lives in Bengbu, he still hummed: "You know the truth!" After that, he used his hands to pull Sutina.
Sutina no longer knew what to do, she was so desperate that she no longer had the heart to cry. There were people with guns all around. She thought that hiding behind Song Wenbin would give her a sense of security, but she didn't expect that this guy was actually a sixth man.
At this time, the director also shouted: "Song Wenbin! Are you a beast?"
Having said that, he was about to rush over.
Chug tug tug tug!
Another magazine.
Sutina covered her ears and stared at the ground, her face pale.
But facing the black man who kept firing cannons, Song Wenbin moved gently, stood in front of Sutina without leaving any trace, and took out a cigarette from his arms and handed it to the black man.
The black man had a slight liking for Song Wenbin because of what he just said, but he ignored his cigarette and just said impatiently: "I asked your sister to come over. I don't want you to come over. Don't let it ruin my fun!"
Seeing that he didn't smoke, Song Wenbin lit one himself and said worriedly: "I can pay you the money, and I can also ask my sister to accompany you, but there is one thing I must let you know."
"What's up?"
The black man asked with a frown.
Song Wenbin sighed: "My sister is an unknown woman."
Brother Hei was stunned for a moment after hearing the translation.
"Why is it unknown?"
Song Wenbin sighed again, took a deep drag on his cigarette, and said in a bleak tone: "In China, there is something called physiognomy. You can tell what the fate of that person will be by just looking at the other person's face.
When my sister was very young, my physiognomy teacher said that she was a lone star. It may be hard for you to understand, but she is a very cynical person. In fact, although my sister looks young, she has been married three times. "
Sutina's expression became more and more weird. The director looked at Song Wenbin with an inexplicable expression, wondering what kind of plane he was doing.
The photographer suppressed his facial twitching and translated Song Wenbin's words carefully.
After the translation, the black man's expression changed slightly. These words actually aroused his interest in an instant. Even the other black men with guns around him pricked up their ears and couldn't help but want to hear the gossip.
Song Wenbin took another puff of cigarette and exhaled: "My sister is very beautiful. She has had no shortage of suitors since she was a child. When she was eighteen years old, a man made her pregnant. The family had no choice but to decide She married that man, but on the second day of the wedding, the man suddenly suffered a myocardial infarction and died unexpectedly."
"Nonsense!"
the black leader shouted.
The photographer and Sutina were sweating at the same time, while the director bit his lip and clenched his fists.
Song Wenbin shook his head: "I'm not talking nonsense. That man worked in the public security department in China. He was a policeman and solved many cases. But he loved drinking and going to the gym. The night before his death, he went to the gym It was a lot of weight. I went for a run the next morning, and when I was found, I was already lying on the road in the wild."
With that said, Song Wenbin pointed to Sutina beside him and said lightly: "After his death, her hair turned white."
The Sutina people are already stupid.
The black leader's eyes widened after hearing this, and the people around him didn't say anything. The bosses all stared blankly, and they didn't dare to express their anger.
"Too much weight."
Suddenly, a black man stood stunned for a while, came to his senses, and said loudly: "If it were us, nothing would happen!"
The leading black man immediately glared at the talkative black man, and then asked: "Then what?"
Song Wenbin nodded: "Actually, what your friend said makes sense. Asians are indeed not very physically fit. Later, my sister had no choice. The child was already eight months old and could not be aborted. So she had no choice but to give birth to the child. After the birth, in order to raise the child , and in order to get in touch with more people, she went out to be a model. My sister was in good condition, and when she was working as a model, she met the owner of a clothing company. The owner was very rich, but he was a bit old.
But not long after that boss and my sister got together, the clothing store owner had a car accident on the road. He drove more than 160 kilometers on the highway and rear-ended a truck, knocking out his brain. "
"call..."
Some of the black people were already gasping.
The black men in front of him were a little suspicious. He looked at Song Wenbin and then at Su Tina behind him, uncertain.
At this time, Su Tina relaxed a little, just pulled Song Wenbin's clothes, and said with tears: "Brother, stop talking..."
But this sentence was in English, and Song Wenbin couldn't understand it.
At this time, Song Wenbin said again: "Although the man died, my sister was not married to him yet, she was just engaged. So there was no way to get the property, and life was very difficult. Fortunately, my sister met again later. I met a director, and that director took a fancy to my sister and started a crazy pursuit of my sister. You are right, it is him."
Song Wenbin pointed at the dull director on the side.
The translator was almost shaking when he translated this sentence.
But the black man didn't look suspicious and even started to nod.
Song Wenbin pulled the director to his side and said, "Brother-in-law, come here, tell him what happened next."
The director shook his teeth, and finally squeezed out a few Chinese words through his teeth: "What happened to our family is too horrific, I dare not say it..."
Song Wenbin shook his head when he heard this: "It's very scary, very scary. After sleeping with my sister, he started to have nightmares frequently, and he couldn't wake up from every nightmare. Even if he woke up, he would be unable to move, or even even He couldn't even call for help. In ancient Chinese terms, he was suppressed by ghosts."
It was raining outside the church, and no one spoke in the church. Everyone stretched their necks and stared at Song Wenbin by the bonfire, like an audience waiting for the start of a movie.
Song Wenbin patted the director on the shoulder, "My brother-in-law is very lucky. When I came back from my teacher's house that time and heard what happened to my sister, I really couldn't bear the same tragedy to happen again. So I asked my teacher to go to the house to help, and I The teacher only said one thing after seeing my brother-in-law."
"What words?" the black leader asked immediately.
"On the tenth day, I must die!"
Song Wenbin said.
The black people around him all gasped.
It was as if a draft had blown through the church.
People didn't understand why this man's 37-degree mouth could say such chilling words. Even the black man opposite couldn't help but lick his lips.
"Honestly, even if you kill him now, I won't be surprised."
Song Wenbin pointed at his brother-in-law and said, "This is his destiny, because today happens to be the tenth day!"
"You brat, don't curse me!"
The director couldn't help but cursed in Chinese.
To be honest, he was a little scared when he heard this nonsense.
"I do not believe."
The black man shook his head hesitantly: "I don't believe it."
"Believe it or not, but my teacher also said that if we want to resolve this disaster, we must go to the west, to the far west. Find a person who has the ability, brains, ability, and enough A man who is brave enough, wise enough, and decisive enough to celebrate my sister's happiness."
The photographer guy’s head is getting big. I spent a long time translating the word "Chongxi" but couldn't figure it out. Finally I made a gesture with the black man. But the strange thing is that the black people understood it instantly after listening to it.
He showed a look of realization, but then he shook his head and said: "I don't believe it, I don't believe it. I don't believe that such a beautiful woman is a Kefu person. Even if there are these things, it is just a coincidence. Besides, I don't care about your teacher either. It’s doubtful that anyone can tell someone else’s fate just by looking at their face.”
After that, he added a few words with great certainty: "No!!"
"Yeah?"
Song Wenbin smiled slightly and said, "But how do I know that your life is not going well recently?"
Song Wenbin said, looking at the black man in front of him without blinking.
The man holding the AK47 took a step back unconsciously when Song Wenbin looked at him.
"What did you say?" he asked.
"I said, if I'm not mistaken, things haven't been going well for you recently."
Song Wenbin took a step forward slightly and said softly: "And I see that you have a child. That child is young and is going to school. More importantly, his grades are not good now, right?
After saying this, the black man almost lost his balance and fell to the ground. The black man on the side rushed over to help the leader.
The leader barely managed to stand still. He pulled off the sunglasses on his face with a trembling hand. His eyes were wide open. He pointed at Song Wenbin and shouted as if he was a ghost: "You...you...you .....how do you know.....??"
