Chapter 151 She will die
Chapter 151 She will die
At this moment, a sudden and sharp phone call rang, which was so sharp that it could make one's heart stop. Like an extremely sharp sword, it split the almost suffocating silence in the grove.
Bo Zhili had just found this quiet and almost mysterious grove after much difficulty.
His eyes were like two blazing rays, closely following Huo Yan's subtle movements as he picked up the phone.
For some reason, Bo Zhili's heartbeat suddenly quickened, as if an invisible and powerful hand was gripping his heart with irresistible force, making his breathing quicken.
The next second, the voice coming from the other end of the phone was as hoarse as if it had been rubbed countless times by extremely rough sandpaper. The hoarse tone could not be heard from his original voice at all.
"Lin Xingran is in my hands."
Just these few words were like a powerful blockbuster bomb that instantly exploded in the hearts of everyone present, making their hearts hang in the air as if being pulled to their throats by an invisible thread.
Huo Yan's eyes dimmed slightly in an instant, as if they were a deep, bottomless cold pond, so cold that it made people shudder.
The hand holding the phone tightened unconsciously with such force that the veins on his hand bulged, like twisting green snakes, hideous and terrifying.
However, Huo Yan was still trying hard to maintain his composure. Although his voice was trembling slightly, he still said firmly:
"What do you want to do? Don't hurt her."
"I want money!"
The kidnapper roared without hesitation, the sound was like the roar of a wild beast, filled with endless greed and ferocity.
Then he added, "One hundred thousand U.S. dollars in cash, have your wife bring it to me on Ancient Language Island."
One hundred thousand US dollars was nothing to Huo Yan, and he agreed without hesitation without a second's hesitation. However, he was determined not to give in when it came to the selection of candidates, and his attitude was as hard as a rock.
"My wife is weak and can't travel long distances. I can bring the money to you personally."
After she finished speaking, Qiao Qin suddenly looked up at Huo Yan. Her eyes were full of disbelief, as if she was asking Huo Yan if he was crazy.
You know, going to Ancient Language Island alone is a long journey full of unknown dangers. You may be hit by the kidnappers again, or even never come back.
Especially now it is completely uncertain how many people are on the opposite side, whether they are a group of vicious thugs or a well-trained criminal gang.
Huo Yan's worth was more than millions, and it was not something that could be measured by a mere 100,000 US dollars. If the kidnappers were greedy and unsatisfied, he would not only fail to save Xiao Ran, but he might even get himself into trouble, falling into an abyss of no return, and there would be no way back.
However, faced with such a tempting opportunity, the person on the other end of the phone rejected it without hesitation. The attitude of rejection was firm and harsh, as if there was no room for negotiation.
"Stop talking nonsense. I just want your wife to come over with the money. If you don't see the money before dawn, you can just wait to collect Lin Xingran's body."
Just as he finished speaking, a sharp and piercing scream suddenly rang out from the phone. The voice was so familiar that the hearts of everyone present seemed to stop beating in an instant, and time seemed to freeze.
That was Xiaoran's voice, full of fear and despair, as if she was asking them for help.
The hearts of everyone present seemed to stop beating at this moment, and time seemed to freeze.
Huo Yan wanted to say something, trying to persuade the kidnappers to change their minds, or buy more time.
But the person on the other end had already hung up the phone mercilessly. The resolute sound of hanging up seemed like a ruthless mockery of them.
When he called again anxiously, all he heard from the other end of the phone was the cold tone of an unavailable number. The mechanical voice was like a cold wind, blowing out the last spark of hope in their hearts.
"Damn it!"
Huo Yan's face instantly became extremely ugly. His expression, a mixture of anger and worry, was like the sky before a storm, so gloomy that it made people feel scared.
He clenched his fist and smashed it hard against the tree trunk beside him, again and again. It was as if the fist was not his own and he felt no pain at all. Even though his fist was already bloody and fleshy, and the blood had dyed the tree trunk red, he seemed to be unaware of it. He was so fierce that he seemed to want to vent all his anger on this innocent tree trunk.
Qiao Qin had gradually calmed down from her initial shock and panic. She used her shaking hands to wipe away the tears that kept flowing from the corners of her eyes. The tears seemed to be endless and kept blurring her vision.
At this moment, her expression was more serious than ever before, and she said in a low and firm voice: "I'm going to save Xiaoran."
"No." Huo Yan refused without even thinking. His voice was firm and there was no room for negotiation.
Qiao Qin frowned, her two thin eyebrows twisted together tightly, as if they were tied into a knot that could not be untied.
She unconsciously raised her voice, with a hint of trembling and anger in it: "Didn't you hear what that person said? If we don't see the money before dawn, Xiao Ran will be in danger. She's still pregnant!"
The air seemed to freeze for a moment, and the atmosphere suddenly became extremely tense, as if there was an invisible string that was stretched so tightly that it could break at any time.
The tense atmosphere made it hard to breathe, as if the air around them had become heavy and depressing.
Huo Yan lowered his head dejectedly. His originally upright body seemed to have lost all its strength in an instant, becoming extremely weak and powerless.
There was a hint of powerlessness in his low voice, like the dead leaves falling in late autumn, helpless and desolate: "But if something happens to you, what should I do, what should Siqian do?"
Qiao Qin's whole body was trembling slightly, and her eyes were filled with fear and struggle.
Siqian is so young and an innocent child. If something happens to me, he will be left without a mother. How pitiful he would be. What would happen to his future?
But if she didn't go, Xiaoran would be dead, and she would definitely regret it for the rest of her life.
The two looked at each other, neither of them spoke, silently confronting each other. Their eyes met, as if they were in a fierce contest, neither of them was willing to give in first. There were too many emotions in that look, determination, worry, helplessness, and fear.
until--
Huo Yan saw the extremely determined look on Qiao Qin's face, a determination to face death head-on, and the courage to do anything for her best friend.
At that moment, he knew that he could not change Qiao Qin's mind, and finally he was defeated.
Huo Yan clenched his fists so hard that his knuckles turned white and it seemed as if his knuckles were about to break. He gritted his teeth and uttered a word:
"it is good!"
After half an hour.
Assistant Yan rushed to the scene breathlessly with 100,000 US dollars in his hand. He ran all the way there, panting like a cow. He rubbed his hands on his knees and gasped for breath, as if he had just experienced a life-and-death race.
His forehead was covered with beads of sweat that kept rolling down his cheeks. He handed the suitcase containing the money to Huo Yan. The suitcase seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, and his arms were shaking slightly under the pressure.
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