It seemed as if a greedy eagle was looking at a group of scared and paralyzed field mice, and strode to the foreigners, with a vicious sense clearly showing in her eyes. She raised her hand and pointed the gun in front of the feet of the foreign hostages intentionally or unintentionally. Tang Guoming said coldly: "To be honest, you are my goods now, and I... are the owner of the goods!"

He asked for the opinions of the middle-aged white man again with his eyes, and the hostage who had been talking carefully replied: "Yes, sir. The agreement we reached with the gentlemen before you is equally valid for you. We..."

Suddenly raised his gun and pointed it at the hostage. Tang Guoming immediately scared the hostage what he wanted to say: "I, as the owner of the cargo, offer my goods. Do you understand what I mean?"

The Adam's apple rolled and swallowed hard. The hostage who answered looked at Tang Guoming's gun, then looked at the middle-aged white people in the crowd, then turned around and said, "The remuneration that the company can pay..."

Not a waste of time at all, Tang Guoming turned his gun and pointed directly at the middle-aged white man, and said to the middle-aged white man in a cold tone: "Why should I call you a title like manager or captain? But this is not important. What is important now is, how much do you think you are worth?"

Unlike the hostages who spoke, the middle-aged white man who showed some courage slowly stood up and replied calmly: "The agreement we have reached is $1.2 million, and the company is already considering paying the ransom..."

Before he could hear the words of the middle-aged 100 people, Tang Guoming had already spoken without hesitation and interrupted the middle-aged white man's words: "Two.5 million US dollars!"

Before the look of surprise surged in the middle-aged white man's eyes, Tang Guoming rushed to continue saying: "I think you are worth the money! If... you think you are not worth it, I can also consider saving the trouble of negotiating with Constantine in the next step!"

He was very decisive, and the middle-aged white man said happily: "Yes! But I need a satellite phone to contact the company! I think I can satisfy you!"

Tang Guoming nodded, took out the phone from behind his waist and threw it over: "Call your boss immediately to notify your boss to prepare the money."

The middle-aged white man stretched out his left hand to take the phone, but handed it in his right hand to press the dial button, but after a moment, he looked up at Tang Guoming in confusion: "It seems that there is no power?"

Tang Guoming, who was expected to see this situation, looked at the middle-aged hundred people coldly, and then slowly turned around: "Wait."

Walking back to Pan Guan quickly, pressing the call button for everyone to hear it, Tang Guoming lowered his voice and said, "It's a bit tricky, it's not as simple as a few ordinary engineers! Eric just asked for a ransom of 1.2 million yuan. The price is fair. I doubled and added a fraction of the money to 2.5 million yuan, but the guy agreed to pay without thinking. This is probably more than the insurance amount. If I were the chief officer of Constantine, I had already paid for them before coming to the war-torn countries in Africa, so I would just push it directly to the insurance company for disposal, and I wouldn't cause trouble to pay the extra money! I think he is worth 2.5 million US dollars alone!"

The other three were performing their own tasks. After hearing Tang Guoming's analysis clearly, they did not interrupt. Only Pan Guan, who was close to him, agreed and said: "A person's head is 50,000 to 100,000 US dollars, is the market price of this country. The insurance company probably only accepts this level of insurance policy. Since this guy dares to agree at once, it proves that he is really a capable person and has a good status. But... Could it be that it is because the gun is pressed on his head, and he can only agree first if he wants it?"

After grabbing the backup battery of the satellite phone, Tang Guoming stood up: "When people have nothing, they have no temper. It is different to give the boss hope and extreme disappointment. I dare to promise to give this money, but I can't get it. I'm not afraid that I will kill them all in anger? Smart people will not take this risk. It's better to cry poor from the beginning - Lei Gong, taking over the warning task of stir-frying liver. Frying liver, this guy is a left-handed, but he calls with his right hand. He obviously wants to do something from the dead corner of my sight, frying liver, and stare at this guy from your perspective. The judge, manipulates a drone to monitor one-on-one, be careful to turn on the sound wave receiver, and do not miss any sound. It's over."

There was no need to get a reply from his teammates. Tang Guoming quickly walked back to the hostage and raised his hand to throw the backup battery: "Remind you, I don't have much time and I don't have much patience!"

The middle-aged white man stretched out his left hand and took the battery, and reinstalled it on the satellite phone in a few seconds: "Please believe me, we have had enough of this nightmare, and hope to reach a consensus as soon as possible to resolve this small misunderstanding."

Seeing the middle-aged white man dialing with his right hand again, Tang Guoming said coldly: "Do you need me to avoid it?"

The middle-aged white man shook his head generously: "No need, sir."

Just as the phone was just answered, before the middle-aged white man said 'Mr. Heinz' on the phone in German, Gu Weisu's voice had already sounded in Tang Guoming's headset: "Boss, this guy dialed the number and was in the blind spot in the opposite direction of your sight. He kept typing out the Morse code on the back of the phone with his index finger. He obviously received very strict military training! Your judgment was right! It was over!"

Watching the middle-aged white man showing him while making a phone call, he seemed to be smoother in the conversation and got all good news. Tang Guoming quietly stretched his fingers hanging from his legs and made a gesture of inquiry.

Without waiting for Gu Weisu to answer, Pan Guan first said: "Where can he see clearly at the distance? And it was compiled! I have collected the code rate of the tapping, and I am using the interpreting software to crack it!"

Still calmly, Tang Guoming made another inquiry gesture.

Pan Guan: "It's not difficult! It's not difficult! It's just one of the few basic secret writing programs commonly used by Europeans, and it can be cracked immediately - there is! This guy first reported their current situation with Morse code. From our attitude towards Chinese workers, he judged that we are likely to be Chinese. Then he reported our number of people, firepower configuration, and the current approximate location - he was quite damn! He suggested that his boss immediately mobilize people, kill all the Chinese workers when paying, and then pushed them to Eric's head, and announced to the public that Eric's men had executed all the hostages when they were attacked. This would be better..."

Listening to Pan Guan's almost synchronous translation, looking at the middle-aged white man gradually showing a more relaxed look, Tang Guoming's expression gradually became much more relaxed, as if a huge sum of money that was enough to get rid of this kind of blood-licking career was about to be obtained, and even brought some beautiful meaning full of longing for future life?

While observing and analyzing the expression of the Chinese mercenary leader, the middle-aged white man pretended to beg for a moment of mourning, and the phone negotiations were finally over, and the faces were filled with relief after the storm. After the call was over, the middle-aged hundred people walked towards Tang Guoming with a smile on their faces and walked towards Tang Guoming.

That is, after the middle-aged white man just hung up the phone, Pan Guan's simultaneous translation was almost over: "Most of the hostages are really innocent, they are just engineers who work honestly, but there are three of them who are not good kids and have combat capabilities. This guy reports how to cooperate with the inside and outside when paying - in addition, I used German translation software to translate their conversations simultaneously. The guy on the other end of the phone is obviously a veteran. The two of them bargained for ransom while knocking on Moores codes. The two sets of communications with completely different meanings were conducted at the same time, and they even cooperated seamlessly! It was over!"

With a few steps away, the middle-aged white man looked at Tang Guoming with a look of only glad that he had survived his life, and was also full of desire for life. With a sincere smile, the middle-aged white man pretended to be excited and said to Tang Guoming: "Sir, I hope the news I want to say next can make you more satisfied. My boss told me that ransom is not a problem, you only need to propose the handover point you think is safe..."

He nodded with relief, Tang Guoming lowered his automatic rifle and held it horizontally on both hands, took a step forward and smiled and said, "I have good news to tell you too."

The smile in the middle-aged white man's eyes had not yet been raised to a more sincere level, Tang Guoming's face had suddenly changed, and he pounded the middle-aged white man's belly with a vicious spear: "Don't be so troublesome!"

As skilled as an old farmer drying rice on the threshing farm, Tang Guoming raised his rifle, held it from top to bottom, and pounded it hard on the hunched back of the middle-aged white man, covering his stomach with his hands and curled up like a big prawn. He was just trying hard to support the middle-aged white man who was shaking but not falling down, and directly hit him flat on the ground!

It seemed that he was still unsatisfied, and more like to vent his anger, Tang Guoming leaned over and hit the middle-aged white man several times, and then kicked him hard on the body parts that were not fatal but would make people feel very painful.

Curled up and hugged his head and rolled around on the ground. The middle-aged white man didn't even wait to recover from the spasm on his stomach and screamed loudly: "Sir, sir! Why is this? We agree with your proposal and can pay immediately! We..."

Tang Guoming stopped beating with a ferocious look: "Did you pay it? Is the bonus of 2.5 million US dollars too much? I suspect your boss is not so generous!"

The middle-aged white man let go of his hands that were hugging his head, showing a look of shock: "What are you talking about? I don't understand at all!"

With a deliberate sneer, Tang Guoming did not respond to the acting skills of the middle-aged white man. The automatic rifle was on the shoulder of the gun and the gun was on the crowd. He went to the heads of three of them who were obviously stronger than the other hostages: "Mr. Franz, Mr. Carl, Mr. Wolfgang, you three have just taken a good job, thanks to your Mr. Schurenberg's deliberate care for you! Please come out and take the job!"
Chapter completed!