As he said that, the knife pressed the child against the neck again.

"Okay, I'll lock the door, don't be excited, I'll listen to you, don't hurt the child!"

Song Mangmang said as he slowly retreated to the door, closed the door gently, and then locked it with a click.

Then she looked at the thug again, her voice softly, "Sir, I have locked the door."

The thug looked at the door lock for a while, and his eyes finally turned to Song Mangmang, and he still spoke in a vicious tone, "Come on!"

Song Mangmang walked towards him without saying a word.

With only a few steps left before him, the thug stopped her and "Stand there!"

Song Mangmang still obediently, stopped and stood there motionless.

Perhaps it was her obedience that satisfied the thug, and his anger dissipated a little, and even the knife against the child's neck relaxed a little.

Song Mangmang breathed a sigh of relief secretly. She tried her best to speak in a natural and relaxed tone, "Sir, I am already standing in front of you. You can tell me any requests you have."

But the thug pursed his lips tightly and said nothing.

Song Mangmang was not in a hurry to urge, but his tone became softer. She did not ask questions again, but said in a chat, "Sir, have you seen the sky outside today? The air is very good today, and the whole sky is blue and beautiful, unlike the days ago, when it was scraping sandstorms and the sky was gray."

As if she was being led by her words, the thug subconsciously looked out the window.

However, soon, he sneered, "What's the use of no matter how beautiful the scenery is, in this world of cannibalism, everything is to eat people!"

Song Mangmang continued his words and asked, "Sir, have you encountered something unpleasant? If you don't mind, just tell me."

"I have nothing!" said the thug, then repeated loudly, "I have nothing! I have nothing left! I have nothing left, my money left, my wife took her son away, nothing left!"

"I just... to give my wife and son a better life. I received internal news that the stock will definitely rise. It also rose very well at the beginning, and it rose very well. I thought, if I invest more money, I can buy a big villa for my wife and son, so I borrowed money online and invested all of it."

"But damn it, after I invested my money, I started to fall, and it kept falling, and it was gone. My wife still blamed me, but she actually blamed me? Isn't I trading stocks for her? Isn't this kind of woman just trying to kick me away when I see that I have no money and are in a downturn?"

"There are also those who collect debts, who urge me every day. When I borrow money, I just owed me a few more days. I said that I would pay it back to them when my stocks rise. They would force me to keep forcing me!"

"What's even more ridiculous is that the company said that I was wrong and wanted to fire me. I just owe some money and don't treat me like a human being!"

"There is also that stock, which is simply the big tycoons sucking the blood of us retail investors. They make money wildly, and ignore the life and death of ordinary people. This society is too unfair. We at the bottom are not worthy of living, right? Well, then die together and die together!"

The more the thugs talked, the more they became more excited, and the more they talked, the more crazy they became.

Song Mangmang's hand tightly clenched, took a deep breath, suppressing his inner anger.

The whole thing is that the thug himself is not greedy, he is unwilling to stop after making some money, and borrows more money to invest, and then he suffers huge losses.

But he did not find problems with himself, but blamed his wife and son, thinking that he was for them, and then blamed the world, blamed society, and blamed others. Now he couldn't think about it, and he had to take others as a cushion. He was even more cowardly, and he would only hold a child and woman who was weaker than him!

Such a person should really be beaten up. No, a thousand beats!

After Song Mangmang restrained his emotions, he squeezed out a smile, "Sir, after all, isn't it just a matter of money? Things that can be solved with money are all trivial matters. You really won't do this."

"You said it easily, do you know how much it costs!" The thug was very angry and his whole face became ferocious. "Those rich people are not satisfied with making so much money, and they still have to take it all from us. It is the fault of this society, this disgusting society!"

As he said that, he smiled strangely, "I'm going to die here today, let everyone see how terrible this cannibal society is. I'm very satisfied that I can make this last contribution to everyone."

He hugged the child in front of him, "Child, you will die with me today, it's not a loss!"

The child had been restraining his fear and did not dare to speak, but was completely scared by his words, and his emotions collapsed and he burst into tears, "I don't want to die..."

Song Mangmang's eyes sank.

It’s okay if the child doesn’t speak, but once he speaks, it may arouse the madness of the thugs.

Sure enough, his crying and struggle made the thug's eyes suddenly become cruel, "Baby, shut up, I will stab you to death if I cry again!"

I heard this outside, and a calm voice sounded from Song Mangmang's Bluetooth headphones, "Song Mangmang, I am a policeman, listen, our sniper has already taken place on the roof of the next building. He is now aiming at the gangster, but because of the barrier of the window, I need you to do two things!"

Song Mangmang could not respond with a voice. Her fingers pretended to touch the hair in her ears, and quickly tapped the headphones twice with her phone to indicate that she had heard it.

The sound came over there again, "The first thing is to go to the window and open the window."

"The second thing is to find a way to draw the thug's attention away and let his attention stay on you for at least thirty seconds."

Both things are extremely difficult. First of all, the thugs will not allow her to walk around for no reason, or even open the window, let alone let him only look at her for thirty seconds.

But no matter how difficult it is, she has to do it, otherwise the child will die!

Calm down, Song Mangmang, calm down, you can do it, you can!

After cheering himself up, Song Mangmang raised his head, stared at the thug with black eyes, and said, "Sir, do you know me? Do you know who I am?"

But the thug didn't even look at her, and just yelled at the child in her arms, "Cry again, I'll kill you now!"

He grabbed the child's neck with one hand.

Song Mangmang held his hands tighter and continued to speak, his mouth was very clear, "Well, do you know Jiang Wu? The president of Jiang Group!"

Jiangwu, Jiang Family Group.

These words made the thug's eyes turn to her.
Chapter completed!