Return of the King, Dominating the City-Chapter 1659 - 1553: Contemplation

All the struggle and confusion on Mude’s face disappeared, replaced by a playful expression.

"My goddess, I really like your songs, but I prefer the green US dollars. From now on, sing for me, sing ’Freedom’, I want to listen to it all the time," Mude said with a sinister smile.

Chen Mengjie’s facial expression froze. Her cheeks were burning from the two slaps, and the grievances and fear in her heart had already spread. In such a situation, asking Chen Mengjie to sing, especially an uplifting song, was something she could hardly bear, and she couldn’t sing it.

However, Mude raised his hand once more.

Chen Mengjie shrank back a step.

"I’ll give you three seconds, sing," Mude said.

"I..." Chen Mengjie wanted to say something, but Mude continued on his own, "Three, two, one!"

"The breeze sways the willow, disturbing thoughts, the fireworks in the alley make the eyebrows lazy..."

Chen Mengjie opened her mouth and began to sing. Mude smiled, closed his eyes, rested his head on the chair, and said, "Sing while giving me a massage."

Chen Mengjie’s body trembled as she gently pounded on Mude’s shoulders, her eyes frequently glancing at the door.

Song Yun, when will you come to rescue me!

Where is Song Yun at this moment?

At this moment, Song Yun was at the staircase on the second floor.

There were many rooms on the second floor, and Song Yun didn’t know where to start searching until he heard Chen Mengjie’s singing.

"Damn, there’s still mood to sing at this time!" Song Yun was slightly surprised, then prepared to follow the sound.

Just then, Zhou, the Shen Zhou person holding a camcorder, unexpectedly walked up the stairs.

Song Yun quickly used the architectural features to hold onto an unexpected spot.

In Zhou’s other hand was a walkie-talkie, and a small earpiece was near his mouth, its light flashing, suggesting it was on.

Zhou walked up to Mude’s resting room, knocked lightly on the door, and Mude said, "Come in."

Zhou went inside.

Song Yun pressed his ear against the door, listening to the sounds inside.

"Mr. Mude, eight minutes have passed, and there’s still no news of receiving the money outside. It seems they don’t intend to pay us," Zhou said.

Mude, with his eyes closed, said, "Turn on the camcorder and connect the signal."

"Got it!" Zhou nodded, turning on the camcorder and aiming it at Mude.

Mude stood up, speaking into the camera, "Dear everyone, it seems you have no plans to transfer the money to us, right? It’s already the ninth minute, and if you can’t get the money to me within one more minute, then another person will die. Oh, let me show you someone!"

As Mude spoke, he stepped aside, revealing Chen Mengjie behind him.

"This lady, I’m sure everyone is very familiar with her. Yes, she is the beloved diva Chen Mengjie. Of course, I myself am also a fan of Ms. Chen Mengjie. Hehe, so how shall I put it, Ms. Chen Mengjie is in my hands. If by the time I kill the tenth person, you still haven’t transferred the money, then I don’t mind putting on a loving performance for everyone. By then, you will see your goddess being pleased by me; wouldn’t everyone be looking forward to that? Of course, you’d better not intercept our signal. If our people outside notice that our TV signal is intercepted, I can assure you that more people will die!"

After speaking, Mude gestured to Zhou, who swiftly turned off the camcorder.

"Alright, head down now. If ten minutes pass without the money arriving, push one person off every five minutes and see how long they can hold out!" Mude said calmly.

"Understood!"

"By the way, keep the walkie-talkie on at all times, and every five minutes, everyone must report. If someone doesn’t report, return directly to the hostage’s side," Mude said.

"Got it!"

After saying that, Zhou turned around and left the resting room, while Song Yun was torn.

Is it a good opportunity to take out Mude now? Yes! If Mude is taken out, then Chen Mengjie will undoubtedly be safe. At that point, the two of them could escape under his leadership without any issue.

However, after taking out Mude, what about those downstairs? How to deal with those people downstairs? If Mude is dead here, who knows what those dozen people downstairs might do? If one of them goes insane and shoots at the hundred or so hostages, even if I save Chen Mengjie, I might never be able to eat or sleep in peace for the rest of my life.

"Damn it." This was the first time Song Yun felt so conflicted. Mude’s planning was thorough, even considering the need to keep the walkie-talkie on constantly and requiring a full report every five minutes. This left him absolutely no chance!

"I have to go downstairs first to see if I can quickly take some people out!" Song Yun headed downstairs.

Downstairs, Feng Gang had already taken some drugs, appearing a bit feeble, but he no longer displayed the appearance of being on the brink of death.

Feng Gang unconsciously glanced back, and as expected, Song Yun had already disappeared.

Time was passing slowly.

Three people seemed to have an urgent need to urinate and headed to the bathroom together.

In the darkness, Song Yun decisively noticed these three and quietly followed.

The three relieved themselves comfortably in the bathroom, unaware that someone had already followed them. With just a few simple moves, Song Yun instantly killed them all, each with a single, exacting hit.

Song Yun rubbed his chin, pondering. With these three taken care of, there were about seven left outside. If he could make all seven perish in an instant, things would be easier to handle.

However, Song Yun was not a deity with a thousand hands or any supernatural being; it was impossible to take everyone out instantly. Would he really have to make some sacrifices?

Just then.

The ventilation duct above the toilet made a slight noise, and then someone opened one of the grates.

A head appeared from above.

Seeing Song Yun, the person was startled, then noticed the three armed individuals lying on the ground.

"Who are you!"

"Who are you!"

Song Yun and that person spoke almost simultaneously.

"I came to find young master Li Baoshi!" the person said.

Song Yun said, "You’re from the Li Baoshi family? I’m Song Yun!"

"So it’s Mr. Song, we are on the same side, put down the weapon."

The person breathed a sigh of relief, then jumped down from the vent. Soon, four more people followed, jumping down one after another.