The middle-aged man was a senior official from Peru, with wealth beyond measure.
If a problem could be solved with money, then it was not a problem.
"Fine. The ransom is one million euros per person. Transfer it all to the electronic bank account I designate, and I'll have my men stop the electronic interference for three minutes."
"With those three minutes, you'll have more than enough time to contact your respective subordinates and have them transfer the money to the electronic bank account I designate."
"I advise all of you not to try anything clever. Three minutes isn't enough time for your men to pinpoint your location, but it's more than enough for us to kill every one of you a hundred times over."
"If even one of you tries anything clever, like this one..."
The leader abruptly swung his gun around and fired. With a bang, he blew a man's head apart.
The man collapsed to the ground without a sound, blood pouring out.
The leader walked over, pulled the emergency alarm hidden in the man's sleeve, threw it to the ground, and crushed it beneath his foot.
This caused the powerful figures, tycoons, and wealthy women to cry out in alarm.
"Then all of you will die."
The leader's tone was not particularly vicious, yet everyone present was frightened into silence.
"I know that all of you are important figures from Chile and Peru—and Japan, of course." As he said this, the leader turned his gaze toward the wealthy woman who had dared to order him around earlier. She shuddered violently and instinctively shrank back into the crowd.
She wanted to make herself as inconspicuous as possible.
"One million euros is nothing to you. So I hope you won't try any tricks. Otherwise, things will become unpleasant