Chapter 126 Hostages
Charlee Ford pulled a handful of soft meat from William Bryan's waist. "Are you crazy?"
William Bryan raised his eyebrows and looked at her, but he didn't see the slightest tension.
He leaned close to her and lowered his voice. "What are you afraid of? It's just five million."
The tone is relaxed as if it were fifty dollars.
"Can't get the money?" The bandit leader looked William Bryan up and down and nodded: "OK, it's okay if you can't pay now. Since you can ask your assistant to send it, I will believe you, but..."
"She must be our hostage, or who knows if you will cheat," he said, looking at Charlee Ford.
William Bryan's eyes flashed: "No way."
How could he gamble on Charlee Ford?
"Don't toast!" Head of the man frowned angry way.
William Bryan: "I'm a hostage."
The first man looked at him skeptically: "You? You look too clever, we can't gamble with you, what if you have any idea?"
Charlee Ford: "…"
Why, she doesn't look smart, does she?
She was angry: "If I am a hostage, I will be a hostage."
She wants to let this group of people know how to write the word regret.
"Charlee Ford!" William Bryan frowned and whispered to her. "Don't be impulsive."
"We have no choice at the moment." Charlee Ford gave him a reassuring look: "Do you really think I am not smart? Don't worry, I will be fine."
William Bryan shook his head. "I can't let you take risks."
"That would be better than both of us being caught," Charlee Ford said, patting him on the shoulder. "Just contact Nolan Sutton for money to redeem me. They want money and won't do anything to me."
She finished and walked towards the bandits.
William Bryan pursed his lips and his eyes darkened for a moment.
The bandits took Charlee Ford away and agreed to meet William Bryan at the same place at this time three days later.
Before leaving, the bandit leader said to Bai William, "Don't try to play any tricks, or go to the police. We will send someone to keep an eye on it. Once the wind is wrong, your little beauty will never be seen again."
William Bryan gave him a cold look.
The man was startled and said, "Stare at what stare, hurry to get money!"
He finished and waved to his hands. "Take her away!"
After the bandits left, William Bryan drove down the mountain and went straight to Nolan Sutton.
In the living room, Nolan Sutton was very anxious: "Boss, don't we really call the police, just let go of those rabbits?"
William Bryan pressed his eyebrows: "The most important thing is to save Charlee Ford."
However, according to his temper, it is naturally impossible to let go of that group of people so easily.
"But boss, I think it's very suspicious. Why did you meet those bandits? It's as if someone tipped them off on purpose?" Nolan Sutton thought calmly.
William Bryan didn't think of this either.
At that time, a person appeared in his mind.
But... why on earth did he do it?
"Let the rest go for a while," William Bryan said. "Take money to save people first."
He decided it was impossible to watch Charlee Ford happen again.
Nolan Sutton and William Bryan agreed on a point of view.
Before leaving, William Bryan suddenly looked up and frowned and asked, "Where are you young mistress?"
Nolan Sutton was stunned and thought for a moment: "I haven't seen her since I left the hospital last night..."
When he finished speaking, he realized what William Bryan meant, and his face became ugly. "Boss, you don't doubt Dallas, do you? I don't think it is possible. Although Dallas is unknown, she acts openly and aboveboard, and I can see that she really likes young mistress."
"Hmm." William Bryan was noncommittal, thoughtful for a moment, and waved his hand: "You go to withdraw the money first."
Nolan Sutton opened his mouth and tried to explain something more to Dallas, but looking at William Bryan like this, he gave up.
*
At the other end, Charlee Ford was stuffed into a van blindfolded.
The mountain road was rugged, and the van shook like a sieve chaff. I don't know how long it shook, until Charlee Ford's bones were about to fall apart, and when he almost spit out in the car, the van finally stopped.
It was followed by the sound of messy footsteps, and a high-pitched cry of excitement like a monkey's bark.
Charlee Ford was blindfolded, and her other senses were infinitely magnified. She judged her surroundings by the power of her ears.
They should have stopped on an empty gravel flat.
At this time, a voice sounded not far away: "How, have you squatted?"
"Sure, don't you feel at ease when I go out? I think this is finished today, and my brothers don't have to worry in my life." This voice is the first bandit leader.
"Cut the crap," the voice not far away said impatiently.
Listening to this tone, I think the identity of that person should be higher than that of the person next to Charlee Ford.
"This is the woman who came here? Are you mistaken?" People not far away continued to ask.
"No mistake, it is her, this small figure, how can I admit my mistake?"
"That's good. You put people in the firewood house first, and I will report the situation to the top first."
Say that finish, a burst of footsteps drifting away.
Then, Charlee Ford's arms on both sides were set up, and before she could react, she was set up and left quickly.
Eventually she was thrown into a room full of old musty smell, presumably what the man called the woodshed.
"Why is this place so smelly?" Charlee Ford complained discontentedly.
The two men who held him looked at each other and said, "You are not satisfied with this. The last one we caught was locked in a cattle pen."
The two men were willing to take care of themselves, and Charlee Ford's eyes lit up.
She quickly said: "Well, two big brothers, you see that I am a weak woman who can't help herself. I can't run away when I am locked here. Can you help me loosen my ties or take the blindfold away? This is really uncomfortable for me."
The two men hesitated and said, "There are orders above, don't mess around."
"Alas, but I am a delicate girl, are you still afraid that I will run away?" Charlee Ford said pitifully.
"Well, all right." The two men hesitated for a moment and felt that what Charlee Ford said was reasonable.
The point is that she is white and tender, and she feels a little sorry to be treated like this.
So they not only untied Charlee Ford, but also helped her take off the blindfold.
Seeing the light again, Charlee Ford couldn't help squinting and quickly looked around.
She was shut up in a woodshed without firewood, which was empty and full of the smell of flying dust. The woodshed was very small, with only a skylight overhead and a gate handled by two people. It was difficult to escape.