That night, Prince Hotel.

At the agreed time, a strong white man appeared at the Prince Hotel, and along with them were two dark-skinned men.

Just as Bill ran to contact the kidnapper, the group of three found Lin Feng.

"I'm Payne, these are my two men, Lopez and Randall."

Lin Feng nodded, showed the representative ring on his hand, revealing his extraordinary identity.

After revealing his identity, Lin Feng raised his eyebrows and said, "Let's just be more straightforward. I think you already know that I have ten helpers on the way. Levin only told you that I want to assist you, but I don't know how to assist you. Please tell me the details of the task."

Seeing that Lin Feng was very imposing and called him the name of the person in charge, Payne did not keep it and directly told the details of the task.

"This is the thing. We went to Central Africa to do a deal. You also know that we had an abandoned training camp there. We had an appointment to meet ten days ago, but unexpectedly our plane was shot down.

Then we were chased in the jungle and fled all the way to kill all the pursuers and came here to wait for help. Not long ago, I received a message to help you, and then you act with us, and that's how it is."

Halfway through hearing this, Lin Feng interrupted Penn and asked, "Can you get weapons? I heard that the place was strictly investigated, so I didn't bring any weapons. I need weapons, all kinds of weapons."

“This is easy to deal with.”

Payne nodded and said, "Côte d'Ivoire is a war-torn country. As long as you have money, not to mention guns, you can buy even guns and ammunition. It depends on what you need?"

“So convenient?”

Lin Feng raised his eyebrows and thought for a while, "Then he might as well get a gunship helicopter and ten sets of eight individual equipment."

"It's OK." Payne nodded and agreed, but then a hint of hesitation flashed across his face. He asked, "I heard that you are here to pay the ransom? But as far as I know, the tribes here don't have much credibility. If they knew you had purchased arms in advance, I'm afraid..."

Suddenly, Lopez, who had been guarding the door, raised a finger in front of his mouth and whispered, "Shh... Someone is downstairs on this floor."

Lin Feng shrugged indifferently and said, "Maybe my middleman is here."

Payne and his party are indeed professional mercenaries. After Lin Feng said this, Payne made a gesture and the three of them disappeared silently in the room. Payne hid in the suite, while Lopez and Randall disappeared in the room.

The next moment, the footsteps in the fire stairs and the footsteps in the corridor sounded at the same time, but one was moving away and the other was approaching.

Although the sound was very small, Lin Feng clearly imagined the scene of Bill gradually approaching the room while stepping on the carpet in the corridor.

Payne's two men, one hidden behind the door and the other walked down the stairs, skillfully avoiding surveillance along the way.

Then, the door of the room opened.

Bill pushed the door open and he stood at the door and asked in confusion, "I just saw someone flashing by at the corner. Could it be someone coming to harass you?"

"No." Lin Feng shook his head without changing his face.

Bill showed a suspicious look and looked around the room for a week, observing the situation inside. As an excellent jungle guide, his intuition told him that something was wrong in the room.

After a moment, his eyes fell on the carpet.

The carefully tidy carpets in the hotel are erected, but a small piece of tickle looks overwhelmed. As long as you look carefully, you can see that they are a line of footprints, and they do not belong to Lin Feng's footprints, and they go straight into the suite.

Is someone hiding in the suite?

This thought came to his mind, and Bill felt a chill on his back, and cold sweat came out from his forehead. He swallowed and tentatively said, "Sir, this place is very chaotic. Do you need a few bodyguards?"

Lin Feng slowly took his eyes off the carpet and said calmly, "No need, your responsibility is not to care about my safety. I will handle my safety. What you need to do is to contact the kidnappers immediately and discuss ways to deliver the ransom."

Although Bill has amazing observation skills, he is just a guide, not an agent, and he doesn't know how to hide his emotions well.

Lin Feng saw the problem from Bill's expression just now, and followed the other person's eyes and found the traces left by Payne. However, unlike Bill, Lin Feng is a person who has seen the world, so he controlled his expression very well.

He said this with a expressionless face and a stern tone, so Bill knew that what he had just said had interfered with the other party's freedom.

Bill could only ask for nothing and said, "You... are you really here to negotiate? My God, today the situation of our firefighting at the airport has spread to all major tribes.

You used my pistol and only fired eleven shots, leaving eleven corpses! Now all major tribes think that you are a killer, and the most powerful killer!

Are you... really just the boss of a travel company?"

"I will naturally let you know what you should know. If you shouldn't know, you'd better not ask casually. Just do your own job well, do you understand?"

Lin Feng raised his eyebrows and said calmly.

‘Guru…’

In the quiet room, Bill was forced by Lin Feng's aura, and even the sound of swallowing saliva was so clear. Bill calmed down and said, "Ten million dollars, they demanded to pay ten million dollars to redeem all the hostages."

Lin Feng held his hands together, rubbed them gently, and sneered, "Tell those tribes, please let them kill all the hostages, ten million US dollars, and there is still left after paying the compensation."

After Bill was stunned for a moment, he showed a smile of 'you're too young' and said, "Sir, we are talking about the names of hostages from twelve Western countries. They are not from refugee countries. Their lives of a person are less than one million dollars, which is already very cost-effective."

Lin Feng continued to look expressionless, got up and walked to the door, opened the door of the room and made a 'please' gesture, and said, "I think our negotiations are over. I am very tired now and need a rest."

Bill looked at the door of the suite, then looked at the footprints on the ground, as if he had to plucked up his courage, and tentatively said, "What will happen if... the tribe killed several of the hostages?"
Chapter completed!