Chapter 1927

On board.

"Hoo"

the warm sea breeze blows, but Vica feels cool. Too much, I was ignored. I thought this pot had my share. Unexpectedly, I was just teasing him.

Brother!

Human rights.

Then.

I saw the tall captain with a simple smile on his face. Vica was frightened. The smile was too deceptive. God knows if he will become a devil in the next moment.

"Want to eat?" There is temptation in the voice.

"Well."

Vica nods.

"Well.. Sing a song. Be happy. " The captain smiled.

“。。。”

Vika speechless, singing? I want to be happy. I am kidnapped by you. Can I be happy? Don't cry is good, but look at the other side that expression, don't sing, estimate this meal is not to eat.

A bite of teeth.

"Good."

I sing.

All for food.

So.

Playing the level of MAC and singing a pop song, I feel extremely ashamed. In the past, singing was on special occasions, or on women, to express joy.

Now.

It's hostages.

"Look, look, be professional."

"Yes."

"Laugh."

"Well."

"That's it."

“。。。”

Vyka resisted the impulse of putting down the challenger and persevered. Once, he played like this many times, but at that time, he was holding money in his hand, and there were beauties on the opposite side.

Figure.

Appearance.

Kung Fu.

It's all first-class.

However.

Just a few days ago, as if for a long time.

"Here you are."

At the end of a song, Vica got her dream of "the fruits of labor". This way of exchanging food is similar to that of street singing, but Vica suddenly felt a little happy.

After hard work, the reward, the satisfaction, looms.

Finish eating.

Not full.

"Still want to eat?"

"Well."

"Keep singing."

“。。。”

No way.

Vica for food, just like those girls for their own money, scratch their heads and try their best to do everything, and their purpose is just to eat food that they could not see before.

There is samsara in heaven.

Life.

It's full of... Shock!

A song.

Another song.

Vica trades "labor" for food. Finally, I had a big meal before dark, but I didn't have enough food. I thought I was going to spend the night here.

"Get up."

"Get off the ship."

Cried the captain.

"Where to?"

"Of course, it's to find a safe place. The sea is floating. How can we call for a ransom?" Just now, he said to fight, but he didn't, "it would be miserable if he was located by satellite."

Listen.

Vica has no choice. You are really... It's visionary.

Just.

Looking at the dark woods in the distance, Wika's heart trembles, will these people solve it in the woods? I don't think so. To kill myself, it's more thorough to tie stones and throw them into the sea.

There is no better place to bury people than the sea.

Relieved.

A leap.

"Step on."

Vica jumped into a kayak and rowed towards the shore not far away. At the moment when he stepped on the beach, Vica was excited. Last night, the sea floated all night and took a boat for half a day.

It's so down-to-earth.

"Let's go."

"Oh."

With the flashlight on, people were walking on the mountain road. At the end of their eyes, Vica found that some lights flashed by from time to time, like a road. The rugged mountain path, walked nearly an hour.

Finally.

Come to the side of the road.

At this point.

There is a minivan parked there, on the country road. There are few passing vehicles around. Vica's calculation for help is not made. As for running? Forget it. It may hit the tree next second.

The night is too dark.

Come forward.

The captain was talking to each other, grunting.

Local language.

Vica didn't understand a word. A lot of local languages in Malaysia can't be understood, let alone Indonesia. He can only distinguish some simple sounds, which are still heard by Indonesian girls.

Unfortunately.

Just a few words, although moving, can have no reference value.

Finish.

The captain turned and looked at him with a smile: "boy."

"Ah?"

"You're lucky."

“？？？”

Vica's got a lot of questions. Lucky? What kind of luck did you take? Did your conscience find out that the evil thoughts disappeared? But the captain's answer, as always, was unexpected.

"The stereo on the car is broken. On the road, you have a chance to show it again. Don't worry. There's something to eat."

I'm done.

Vicat's mouth.

Oh!

Ha ha!

My... What about knives?

That night.

Vica is broken. After singing for hours, the whole vocal cord is mute. At the moment, he vaguely knew why he was asked to sing, not because he sang well, but because he broke his voice.

Think of the beginning.

He had a girl sing that, too.

A few hours.

The vocal cords are broken, almost irreversible damage.

Just.

Why? Why? As a kidnapper, we should know to ask the party for money, at least to make sure that the hostage can recognize it, and that we are hoarse. How can we confirm our identity by phone?

Can't you take pictures?

Early morning.

When he woke up, he was taken to a room.

"What?"

Vica is a fool.

Stool.

Camera.

Masked.

“。。。”

This moment. He's a bit of a wreck. The pictures are familiar. When some people challenge or ask for ransom from the United States, they often appear. Instead of taking pictures and kidnapping, they want to video.

And.

Brother!

What are you doing with a knife?

I'm afraid.

"Sit up."

The captain, covering his face, pointed to the chair and comforted him, saying:

"don't worry."

"Just record a video, with a little bit of cooperation, it's better to face panic and despair, right, that's it, keep it." Hearing this, VEKA had already greeted her ancestors in her heart.

Paralysis.

The tip of the knife is in my face, can you not be frightened? Although this handsome face is a little swollen after being beaten up, it is better or worse than most people's facial value, and can't leave scars.

"Well."

"Let's go."

After that.

"Cough."

Cough twice.

"Then"

"By the way, what's your name?" The captain asked with a bow.

"I... VEKA. "

Vica is helpless.

"Good."

The captain nodded.

"Vica, Vica, remember." Then he said to the camera, "Vica's family, listen to me, this kid is in my hand. I want him to have a good fight and make money."

"Otherwise."

"Wow!"

Behind you.

Unable to prevent it, Vica was drenched in cold water.

"Ah!"

Jump straight up.

And.

The scream that should have been turned into a scream. There was a pain and double stimulation in the throat, which made Vica's face distorted. Brother, please inform me in advance no, I will cooperate with you honestly.

And.

Do you have a knife as a decoration? A scare is no better than a bucket of ice water suddenly. "See, pay honestly, no alarm, and we only need the old dollar."

"Ten million."

"Give you three days to prepare."

Very short.

Vica didn't even say anything, just hope that the family can find their own location from the video source, and implement rescue, hum, 10 million dollars, their value is far higher than this.

But.

You wretches are not qualified to spend.