Jean Of Bright City 13

"What are you doing here?"

The little boss in front of him asked, the gold chain hanging around his neck was shining brightly, Ben walked over with a smile and took out his computer.

"The people on the above list, I hope you can release them, one person 5000D."

As soon as the words fell, I noticed some of the men behind the boss, and their eyes were shining, and the boss was also a little surprised at this time, but soon he grinned.

But soon the boss pushed Ben away, looked at a man with a camera, pointed at him and said.

"Turn off the device."

Pierre swallowed and turned off the device while hesitating.

"5000D is too little, I have to go back and ask our boss about this."

Ben nodded. It seemed that the other party wasn't a fool either. Pier was trembling, looking at some corpses piled in the distance, a large number of vultures eating, and some other animals that were constantly approaching nearby.

Everything at the scene was extremely tragic. There was a stench in the air, and Pierre was covering his mouth. He was almost unable to bear it, and fear began to encroach on his heart. For a moment, he thought about going back.

The little boss took out the phone after he walked back, and he could only wait forever. Although such a scorching sun is not a big deal to them, they have not performed a mission in such a hot place for a long time. The sky is for their bodies to adapt to the climate of this land.

From time to time, I looked at the remote monitoring device on my screen and watched the little boss's expression change. Sure enough, he looked very happy.

There are so many things that 5000D can do in this land. For this land with a per capita monthly income of less than 100D, the price of 50 times is very tempting.

Soon the little boss ran over excitedly.

"As we said before, he will come over and discuss the sale with you in person."

Ben hummed, and the two sides were still facing each other. Ben stared squintingly behind him. He had already asked the mercenaries on the truck to set up the small missile launcher so that he could strike accurately if there was a problem.

Ben glanced at Pierre, what he was still thinking about, at this moment Ben sighed helplessly and walked over.

"You give us 100,000, and there will be 28 people on this list."

Pierre looked at Ben in a daze, and immediately nodded in agreement, as if grabbing a life-saving straw, his dim expression instantly glowed.

After half an hour, a large number of people with weapons came towards this side, a convertible drove over quickly, a dark-skinned man with tattoos all over his body and fierce eyes got out of the car, and the people around him All have heat tracking missile launchers.

Although it looks primitive, they don't have good fruit to eat if they really fight.

The boss stretched out a slap as soon as he came over.

"A deal? Sir!"

"50,000 D per person."

Ben was stunned at first, but immediately burst into laughter.

"Sir, you really know how to make a joke. We don't have enough work this time. Who will make a loss-making business?"

"Then there is nothing to talk about."

The boss was about to turn around immediately, Ben said after thinking for a while.

"One person at most 15,000D, this is the price that our side can accept."

The boss smiled excitedly and stretched out four fingers.

"This is our reserve price, so forget it if you don't want it."

For a while, the boss's subordinates clamored, and it seemed that things were not as smooth as originally thought, so Ben turned around.

"Then there is nothing to talk about."

The boss hummed, and Ben continued.

"We can send you hundreds of thousands of the latest weapons and ammunition. This is our reserve price."

The boss stopped, this additional condition was attractive to him, and he turned around.

"38000D."

Ben frowned.

"How about both of us taking a step back? We also take money to do things. After all, I don't want to have any conflicts with you. If a conflict occurs, both of us will be uncomfortable. How about I add 20,000 D at a time? "

The boss shook his head.

"Either pay now or get out."

Click

A mercenary behind him couldn't help it. For a while, the two sides drew their arms at each other.

Ben pressed the gun in the hand of the mercenary next to him, then said with a smile.

"It's the first time we're doing business. For things like business, it's better to buy and sell with one stroke. I think you should consider it carefully."

Ben is still trying, it seems that the other party cannot easily agree, it seems that the transaction plan has failed, and the next step can only be used to strengthen the plan, the boss has returned to the car, it seems that he intends to go back.

"I can give you 100,000 D per person."

Suddenly, at the moment when the two sides did not intend to continue talking, Pierce suddenly spoke. The boss who had boarded the car immediately got out of the car, showing a bright smile, and Ben looked at Pierce in shock. .

Everyone felt that Pierce was crazy.

Seeing the boss approaching, Pier tremblingly walked over.

"If you dare to lie to me, I will blow your head with one shot."

Pierre looked at the boss earnestly and took out his credentials.

"Please let me in to report. I am a reporter. I will find a way to use crowdfunding until the money is collected."

The boss laughed loudly.

"What I said, if you dare to lie to me, I will blow your head."

The gun was already on Pierre's forehead, and he resolutely pushed away the gun in the hands of the leader.

"I can do it, please, let me interview, I only have one request, to ensure the personal safety and human rights of the people who are robbed by you, 100,000 D per person, a lot of money, pay one. Just take one."

The leader put away the gun in his hand, and then Pierre turned around.

"Are you crazy?"

"Please help me, Mr. Ben, please stay and help me."

Ben looked at Pierce in shock. He knew it was impossible, but the young man before him looked very much like himself when he was young.

"Sorry, for this mission, we..."

"It's not a question of how much money, Mr. Piere, why are they kidnapped? Those who have good intentions are kidnapped because they come to this land to help people here. We stand here clearly, obviously There is a chance to help them, but if we really do nothing, we as human beings..."

Pierre turned around, took out a cigarette and lit it, took a sip, and his heart began to shake.

Pierre had already planned to give up. He finally understood how much inner suffering and torture Melinda had suffered when she stood up that day.

"Please, Mr. Ben, help me!"