"call!"

Zhao Tiezhu let out a long breath of turbid air, and he would do his best then. As for the result, he could only leave it to fate.

And on the other side, in the lounge on the second floor.

Mohammed sat in a chair with his back, put his head on the back of the chair, closed his eyes, and held the detonator in his hand.

Sun Jiaying stood behind Mohammed, clasped her hands into fists, and gently pounded Mohammed's shoulder.

"Put harder." Mohammed whispered.

Sun Jiaying pouted and slightly increased the strength of her hands.

"I think 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, and I can actually let my idol give me a massage. Alas, life."

Sun Jiaying still didn't say anything.

"Are you mute?" Mohammed turned his head, looked at Sun Jiaying, and said, "You have any objections to my words, right?"

Sun Jiaying continued not to speak.

Bang.

Mohammed raised his hand and slapped Sun Jiaying in the face.

Sun Jiaying touched her face in shock and anger, looked at Mohammed and said, "What are you doing!"

"If I ask you, you have to answer. If you don't answer, I will think you are mute, and if you want to be mute, I don't mind cutting off your tongue." Mohammed said calmly.

Sun Jiaying just covered her face and looked at Mohammed with tears, but it didn't fall.

Mohammed seemed to have little compassion, but turned his head, leaned his head against the chair, and continued to ask, "Do you have a man you like?"

"The man you like?" Sun Jiaying didn't dare to continue to pretend to be mute this time. Who knows if this terrorist would be so angry that he would kill him? So Sun Jiaying had to say that sentence and then wondered in her mind whether there was a man she liked.

After thinking for a long time, Sun Jiaying found that she had lived for more than 20 years in her life and had never met a man she really liked. There were a few who had a good impression of her, but it was only limited to having a good impression of her. The most recent one was her landlord, but she only had a good impression of her. It was not said that she liked her or not.

"No." Sun Jiaying shook her head and said.

"If I can successfully escape from here this time, would you be willing to go with me? We can take one billion US dollars and spend our whole life." Mohammed looked at Sun Jiaying emotionally. It seemed that he was really a fan of Sun Jiaying.

Sun Jiaying thought about it and wondered if this person was his fan, could she say something to him? If she could successfully convince him to abandon the darkness and turn to the light, then this would be a great thing.

"You like me singing, do you?" Sun Jiaying looked at Mohammed and asked.

"Yes, I like you singing very much, Miss Jiaying." Mohammed said with a smile, "Your singing seems to come from the sound of nature. In this world, no one's singing can compare to you, Miss Jiaying."

Looking at Mohammed's expression, if it weren't for the slap of this man just now, Sun Jiaying would have thought that this man was a very good fan, but the pain on his face was still there. Sun Jiaying calmed down and said, "Then do you still remember, I have a song called "Freedom"?"

"Remember, of course!" Mohammed said, with a look of admiration on his face and said, "I like the song "Freedom". I also hope that one day, everyone below will have wings as you said, flying to their own freedom."

"Since you like this song, do you think your current behavior is completely contrary to what I sing in my song? What I want to express in the song "Freedom" is that everyone can get along with each other equally and be harmonious and free. Now, you kidnapped more than 200 people here just for your own selfish interests. This has deprived hundreds of people of freedom in vain. Don't you feel guilty?" Sun Jiaying said.

There was a hint of confusion in Mohammed's eyes, "I just want to make me live a better life."

"But, just to make yourself live a good life, can you deprive so many people of freedom? Can you kill a person who is completely unthreatening so easily?" Sun Jiaying said, feeling angry. What she despised the most was the selfish person. At present, Mohammed was obviously like this, but now she is in the hands of others, so although Sun Jiaying was angry, she suppressed it because in Sun Jiaying's opinion, it seemed that Mohammed was a little moved!

The confused expression on Mohammed's face became stronger and stronger, and he said, "If this is not the case, how can I get the money!"

"You can work on your own! Look, who does not need to work on your own now? Even the richest man in Asia and the richest man in the world, their money is earned by themselves. I don't like bad people, really!" Sun Jiaying said seriously.

Mohammed had a struggle on his face. Sun Jiaying was happy and was about to say something.

Suddenly, a slap hit her in the face again.

All the struggles and confusion on Mohammed's face disappeared, replaced by a playful look.

"My goddess, I like your songs so much, but I prefer green US dollars. From now on, you sing and sing "Freedom", I want to listen to it all the time." Mohammed smiled hideously.

Sun Jiaying's expression was frozen. Her face was already hot after two slaps from the face. Sun Jiaying's grievances and fear had already spread. If Sun Jiaying had to sing such a situation, she would have to sing positive songs. Sun Jiaying really couldn't stand it and couldn't sing it.

However, Mohammed raised his hand again.

Sun Jiaying flinched and took off.

"Give you three seconds to sing," Mohammed said.

"I..." Sun Jiaying wanted to say something, but Mohammed said to himself, "Three, two, one!"

"The breeze blows through the willows and messes up my thoughts, and the fireworks keep laziness in the alleys..."

Sun Jiaying opened her mouth and started singing. Mohammed smiled, closed her eyes, put her head on the chair, and said, "Sing and massage me."

Sun Jiaying trembled and gently pounded Mohammed's shoulder, but her eyes were looking at the door from time to time.
Chapter completed!