"call" Zhao Tiezhu took a long breath and said he would do his best when the time comes.
As for the result, he could only leave it to fate.
On the other side, in the lounge on the second floor.
Mohammed sat on a chair backwards, put his head on the back of the chair, closed his eyes, and held the detonator in his hand.
Sun Jiaying stood behind Mohammad, clenched her hands into fists, and gently beat Mohammad's shoulders.
"Harder," Mohammed whispered.
Sun Jiaying pursed her lips and slightly increased the strength of her hands.
"I guess you have never served a man like this in your life," Mohammed asked with a smile.
Sun Jiaying did not answer.
Mohammed continued, "Maybe I am the luckiest fan in the world, to be able to have my idol massage me, oh, life."
Sun Jiaying still didn't speak.
"Are you mute?"
Mohammed turned his head, looked at Sun Jiaying, and said, "You have a problem with what I said, right?"
Sun Jiaying continued not to speak.
Snap.
Mohammed raised his hand and slapped Sun Jiaying.
Sun Jiaying touched her face in shock and anger, looked at Mohammed, and said, "What are you doing?"
"If I ask you a question, you have to answer it.
If you don't answer, I will think you are mute, and if you want to be mute, I don't mind cutting out your tongue."
Mohammed said calmly .
Sun Jiaying just covered her face and looked at Mohammed with tears, but they did not fall after all.
Mohammed didn't seem to have much sympathy for her, but turned his head, leaned his head on the chair, and then continued to ask, "Do you have a man you like?"
"The man I like."
Sun Jiaying didn't dare to pretend to be dumb this time.
Who knows if she would get angry and kill herself, so Sun Jiaying could only recite those words for a while and then think about whether she had a man she liked.
Woolen cloth.
After thinking about it for a long time, Sun Jiaying discovered that in her life of more than 20 years, she had never met a man she really liked.
There were a few people she liked, but they were limited to those she liked. , the latest one is my landlord, but I only have a good impression of him, I can’t say whether I like him or not.
"No."
Sun Jiaying shook her head and said.
"Then if I can successfully escape from here this time, are you willing to come with me?
We can live happily with one billion US dollars for the rest of our lives."
Mohammed looked at Sun Jiaying emotionally.
It seemed that he was really a fan of Sun Jiaying. ah.
Sun Jiaying's mind was racing, wondering if she could say something to him since this person was a fan of hers.
If she could successfully convince him to abandon the dark side and turn to the bright side, it would be a great thing.
"You like my singing, don't you?"
Sun Jiaying looked at Mohammed and asked.
"Yes, I really like your singing, Miss Jiaying."
Mohammed said with a smile, "Your singing seems to come from nature.
In this world, no one's singing can compare to yours, Miss Jiaying. " Looking at Mohammed's expression, if it weren't for the fact that this man had slapped her just now, Sun Jiaying would have thought that this man was a very good fan.
However, the pain on his face was still there.
Sun Jiaying sank her heart, and then Said, "Then do you remember that I have a song called Freedom?"
"Remember, of course I remember," Mohammed said, with a look of admiration on his face.
"I like the song "Freedom" the most.
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I also hope that one day, everyone in the world will be able to do as you said.
Have a pair of wings and fly to your own freedom.”
"Since you like this song, do you think your current behavior is completely contrary to what I sing in the song?
What I want to express in the song "Freedom" is that everyone can get along with each other as equals.
You can live freely with Hemeimei, but now, you kidnapped more than two hundred people here just for your own selfish interests.
This has deprived hundreds of people of their freedom, don't you feel guilty?"
Sun Jiaying said.
There was a hint of confusion in Mohammed's eyes, "I just want to live a better life."
"But, just to make yourself live a better life, can you deprive so many people of their freedom?
Can you kill someone who is not a threat so easily?"
Sun Jiaying said, feeling her anger rising.
She despised it the most.
He is a selfish person, and Mohammed is obviously like this now.
However, now that he is in someone else's hands, although Sun Jiaying became angry, she suppressed it, because in Sun Jiaying's view, it seemed that This Mohammed is a little moved.
The confusion on Muhammad's face became more and more intense, and he said, "How can I get the money if this is not the case?"
"You can work on your own.
Look, who doesn't need to work on their own now?
Even the richest man in Asia and the richest man in the world earn their money by themselves.
I don't like bad people, really."
Sun Jiaying said seriously said.
There was a struggle on Mohammed's face.
Sun Jiaying was overjoyed and was about to say something.
Suddenly, a slap hit her face again.
All the struggle and confusion on Mohammed's face disappeared, replaced by a joking look.
"My goddess, I like your songs so much, but I prefer green dollars.
From now on, you sing for me, sing freedom.
I want to listen to it all the time."
Mohammed smiled ferociously. .
The expression on Sun Jiaying's face was frozen.
Her face was already hot after being slapped twice.
The grievance and fear in Sun Jiaying's heart had already spread.
In such a situation, if Sun Jiaying is to sing, she must sing.
Sun Jiaying really couldn't stand the positive songs and couldn't sing them.
However, Mohammed raised his hand again.
Sun Jiaying took a step away in fear.
"I'll give you three seconds to sing," Mohammed said.
"I" Sun Jiaying wanted to say something, but Mohammed just kept to himself and said, "Three, two, one" "The breeze blowing in the willows confuses my thoughts, and the fireworks in the alleys make me lazy."
Sun Jiaying opened her mouth and started singing.
Mohammed smiled, closed his eyes, rested his head on the chair, and said, "Sing and massage me at the same time."
Sun Jiaying's body was trembling, and she gently beat Mohamed's shoulder, but her eyes were looking at the door from time to time.
Landlady, when will you come to save me?
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