The National Director is Mr. Perfect

She was pushed over by the kidnappers, and when she moved in the crowd, she moved to Claire.

Claire grabbed her arm, shook her head, and comforted her quietly, "Don't worry."

Obviously, she is used to these things, "They should be just asking for money."

She thought the same as Jun Ci.

With so many people, they are still rich in the United States. If the kidnappers are killed, I am afraid not only they will be chased to the end of the world. If the people here have family members, they will probably pay a heavy price, and they dare not act so cruelly.

However, Junci always feels that it is not so simple.

She nodded and looked around. According to the surveillance video recorded by Gulu, apart from this, there were at most twenty kidnappers outside.

However, they are all hidden in secret corners, and they are not open to hide themselves.

Junci asked Gulu to lock down all the kidnappers, and then squatted silently.

The atmosphere on the boat gradually tightened. At first, some people were afraid to speak quietly, but then as the number of people increased, the atmosphere became more and more tense, and the kidnappers yelled at them, and no one dared to speak anymore.

Cowardly, the body is shaking like chaff.

Seeing such a terrible look is actually a bit ridiculous. I am afraid that some of them are unscrupulous for money.

Now when the possible unfortunate fate fell on him, he began to be afraid.

Jun Ci didn't pay much attention to the performance of these people. The calm and cold appearance of her and Claire was particularly outstanding among the crowd.

After a while, a man wearing a pig doll mask emerged from the pile of kidnappers.

He is tall, with long hair reaching to his shoulders, and wearing a jacket. He should have changed his clothes. The pig doll's mask looks a little ridiculous on his face.

"Hello, how are you guys!"

As soon as he walked out, he first greeted everyone present. His voice was extremely dumb, as if he had been burned by fire. Accompanied by a series of neurotic laughter, the people present shook as if he heard his voice.

They didn't know who this person was, and Jun Ci saw it instantly through the information Gulu gave.

[Mike Magus, 37 years old, used to hit the black circle in the underground boxing market, and was later framed and imprisoned for beating someone to death. After he was released from prison, he was hired as a bodyguard leader by a rich man because of his skill.]

A high-definition uncoded photo of him was also given next to him.

His face was injured when he was a child, and the right half was almost completely ruined, which looked a little scary.

Apart from that, he was just an ordinary man.

Among the crowd, the rich man heard his voice and shouted in horror: "Mike..."

Mike looked at him instantly, and the rich man hurriedly lowered his head in fright.

"Hahaha, did you recognize it?" Mike shook his hand, and the machete in his hand shook. It was used in the kitchen to slaughter livestock. The swing of the knife made his heart tremble. trembling.

"but it does not matter!"

Mike continued to send out a string of neurotic messages, "Anyway, you won't see me anymore."

Everyone thought his words meant to kill all of them. In an instant, those who had collapsed couldn't stand the stimulation and screamed.

"No, no, you can't kill us! Otherwise you will pay the price!"

"We have money, we will give you as much money as you need! Will you please let us live?"

"You just want money, how much money do you want!"