Start in America, and receive three assassins every day.

He was an elderly man with a kind and benevolent face, dressed in a priest's robe and with a cross around his neck, sitting quietly in a chair.

"Hello, I am the priest."

Xu Yan's expression shifted slightly. The other party had actually managed to hack into their network, and their surveillance footage, cell phone records, and other information had probably been thoroughly investigated by this person.

It seems the other party really does have some ability.

"Is it true that you have the ability to save my son?" Xu Yan asked again.

"Of course, the priest's power is all-powerful, you must believe in the priest," the assassin on the television said slowly.

"Why should we believe you? Anyone can hack into a TV. You just want us to pay you seven hundred thousand US dollars!" Xu Lili appeared very rational. This guy who claimed to be a priest was exactly the same as those charlatans!

"Ms. Xu Lili, this is your only chance," said the priest who was actually a suicide bomber.

"Hehe, if there really were such a thing as a priest, how come no one has ever reported on it? I don't believe in any ghosts or monsters," Xu Lili continued.

"How do you know it hasn't been achieved? Instead, you turn a blind eye to the rewards given. After all, if you want to become a big shot, you need to become an official first, even if it's just the lowest-ranking position. The priest can guarantee your rise to prominence, but you don't even put in the slightest effort."

"You want to become a wealthy businessman, and you need to do business, even if it's just the most inconspicuous small vendor. The priest can ensure your continued success and help you ride the wave of the times. But you're afraid of losing money and going into debt, so you're timid."

"Many times, it's not that the priests fail to keep their promises to you, but that your lack of appreciation, laziness, and indifference lead to your failure."

After the assassin finished speaking, he activated the ability of the word "Art of Language," and his words entered the minds of the three men as if they were from the Bible.

Chen An smiled slightly upon seeing this scene.

He also saw this passage in a book, and it's perfect for this situation. Paired with the relevant keywords, it will definitely have an unexpected effect!

Xu Yan and the other two stood there, stunned.

Xu Lili was surprised. This priest seemed to make some sense. For some reason, she felt a sense of agreement.

Xu Yan, a wealthy businessman who had fought his way up, felt a deeper connection to these words, recalling his past experiences.

He did indeed happen to ride the wave of the times to achieve his current status; this self-proclaimed priest has some insight.

"Okay, I can give you seven hundred thousand US dollars, but how do you want to collect it?" Xu Yan said.

Upon hearing this, Xu Lili's face paled in surprise. "Dad, are you really going to give it to him? What if he's a scammer?"

Snapped!

Liu's mother patted Xu Lili on the shoulder. "I think the priest is right. Don't you want to save your brother? This is the only chance you can see any hope."

"Mom! Have you been brainwashed?" Although she was deeply moved, she wasn't about to easily believe this guy.

"It's very simple. You'll receive a text message on your phone soon. Just tell me the number on it," the assassin said.

Ding Dong!

Xu Yan picked up his phone and saw that there was indeed a text message. He replied, "45127."

"Alright, we've taken the $700,000. Your family will be reunited in less than two days."

As soon as he finished speaking, the TV flickered and returned to its original state.

Xu Lili quickly said, "Quick! Dad! Check if the money is really missing!"

"Okay, let me see." Xu Yan made a phone call to inquire and quickly received confirmation from his assistant, "Okay, I understand."

After hanging up the phone, Xu Yan gave a bitter laugh. "Just now, 700,000 US dollars were transferred out of my account."

"What! So fast? Could we have run into a scammer?!" Xu Lili was in a panic. "With this kind of hacking technique, the other party could easily take our money, yet they're still playing some kind of priest game with us."

"I think it's true," Xu Yan said. "There was clearly more money in the account, and he could have withdrawn it all at once, but he only took the agreed-upon $700,000."

"What should we do now?" asked Liu's mother, her face filled with hope.

"Let's wait for news. Didn't he say it would take two days? We'll see then. But I'll also try my own way," Xu Yan said.

at the same time.

Around the world, countless kidnapped families received communications from the priest, which began with lengthy pronouncements before taking their money.

If some people don't believe it, then we can only use the power of language arts entries. In just one day, Hank's side has gathered a large amount of funds.

Chen An soaked in the pool, drinking juice and listening to Emily's report beside him. He smiled slightly and said, "As expected of the King of Hackers, his efficiency is just different. But now that we have the money, Club King and the others should get to work. We can't let Father's reputation suffer."

........

On a road in a town in Myanmar, the figure of a suicide bomber appeared. Looking at the fraud park ahead, his expression changed slightly, and he stepped closer.

Soon, intense gunfire and screams erupted within the park.

This scenario has occurred in parks across Southeast Asia, including Myanmar, Laos, Thailand, and Cambodia. The assassins are like executioners, demons from hell in the form of priests, who personally lead these guys down to hell.

Cambodia, an incredibly luxurious-looking park, many times larger than other parks, and heavily guarded.

Inside one of the apartments, Saudi Prince Takla, Wang Anquan, and Xu Feiyang were sitting together.

"Wang Anquan, didn't you say you knew this area very well? Why can't we leave?" Xu Feiyang asked, not wanting to stay here for even a second longer.

Wang Anquan had no way to express his bitterness. He had received the $100,000 from Mr. K, but before he could spend it, he was arrested and stuffed into this fraud park.

He had been involved in the Golden Triangle area and knew exactly what this park meant. He had been trying to contact Uncle Ang to get him out, and he thought that Uncle Ang would help him out of respect for Mr. K.

But without knowing anyone, I can't use the phone at all.

"Just trust me, Wang Anquan. I'm the most reliable person. As soon as I can make a phone call, I can take you out right away, believe it or not," Wang Anquan boasted.

"Then hurry up. If I can get out, I'll give you ten million US dollars," Takla said. For him, who was used to living in the manor, the environment here was simply terrible.

"Takla, you're a Saudi prince, don't you have any connections? Get them to come and save you," Xu Feiyang said.

"Well, my family has offended some people, and they can't save me for now."

Wang Anquan looked at the two men and knew that it was impossible for the park to let them go. One was a prince and the other was a rich second-generation heir, whose value far exceeded his.