Forbidden Game: Ruthless CEO, Please Set Me Free-Chapter 791 - 800 Farewell in Death (9)

Seeing that it was still Qiao Mo’s number, she glanced towards the bathroom, noticing Fu Nancheng hadn’t finished showering yet.

She quickly opened the text message and was stunned.

"Transfer one billion within an hour to this account, or be prepared to collect her corpse!"

The message contained only one sentence, accompanied by a photo.

In the photo, the setting appeared to be an abandoned factory. Qiao Mo was wearing a white shirt and jeans, tied to a chair, with a pool of blood on the ground.

In front of her was a large time bomb, the bright-red timer paused at fifty-nine minutes and twenty-one seconds, clearly counting down.

Qiao Yun was extremely tense, never expecting the message from Qiao Mo’s number to be a ransom text.

This almost made her suspect it was a scam.

If the photo had been sent to her phone, she definitely wouldn’t believe it, but the message was sent to Fu Nancheng, clearly indicating she was seeking help from him!

Qiao Yun felt a bit apprehensive, the feeling was like... a giant pie falling onto her head.

A sharp look flashed in her eyes as she glanced once more towards the bathroom, immediately starting to compose a message.

"Her life or death doesn’t concern me, kill or torture as you please."

Before long, the kidnappers received a reply. The leader frowned, anger flashing in his eyes.

"Miss Qiao, it seems your ex-husband doesn’t intend to care about your life or death!"

Qiao Mo’s throat felt dry, yet she couldn’t fully believe it: "What did he say?"

The kidnapper raised the phone in front of Qiao Mo, showing her the brief two lines of text, her eyes slowly moistening.

Did he really... have such a heart?

No... he wouldn’t be like this...

Qiao Mo still tried hard to justify him, even though he had disappointed her too many times.

She ultimately didn’t believe he could be so heartless.

"Damn unfortunate, it seems we’ve done this job for nothing!" Another kidnapper cursed angrily, kicking over a chair.

"Wasn’t it said that Fu Nancheng used to pamper her excessively, yet he hesitates to give even a penny!"

The group was furious, and the leader dialed Fu Nancheng’s number again, seemingly unwilling to give up easily.

At the same time, the gun was pressed against her forehead, warning: "This is your last chance, make him transfer the money to our account, otherwise prepare to die without a complete corpse!"

Qiao Mo’s eyelashes were tinged with a slight sheen as she lowered her gaze, listening to the phone.

The phone rang once before a cold, mechanical female voice came through: "Sorry, the number you dialed is currently busy, please try again later."

Qiao Mo froze for a moment, gently lowered her gaze, and said calmly: "The call didn’t go through."

The kidnapper paused, listening, then hung up with a frown and dialed again, still on speakerphone.

The call echoed the same as before, ringing once followed by the same female voice: "Sorry, the number you dialed is currently busy, please try again later."

A self-mocking look flashed in Qiao Mo’s eyes: "It seems you might be disappointed."

The kidnapper’s face was extremely grim, tossing the phone to the ground and crushing it underfoot, he said coldly: "It appears Miss Qiao can only rely on her own luck!"

As he finished, the two kidnappers tied Qiao Mo even tighter, warning: "Advising Miss Qiao not to move, after all, bombs are quite unstable. Of course, our previous agreement still stands, as long as we receive the money within an hour, you might still have a chance."