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That night, Han Long made do with it in the tent.

Early next morning.

Chief Abboud summoned all his men and prepared to execute Tony.

Han Long covered his face with a black cloth and mingled with the many terrorists.

Leader Abboud stood on the high platform with an arrogant face, overlooking the fanatical terrorists below.

Abboud pressed his palms and announced proudly: "Brothers, we won a victory this time! The buyer's final payment has arrived! We now have ten Jericho missiles! Now, drag that American guy away Come out and behead him! Make a video and send it to the buyer!"

The terrorists below cheered for a while.

Their favorite show is beheading.

At this time, several terrorists rushed into the cave and dragged out the dying Tony.

Han Long glanced at Tony.

Tony's situation was even more miserable than what he had seen on the video before.

A big hole was blown in his heart. The wound was only bandaged briefly, but it was already infected.

Tony's mental state was also not good. He had a fever due to a high degree of infection, his pupils were dilated, and his consciousness was blurred.

Judging from this situation, even if his head is not cut off, Tony is still dead if he just delays it for one more day.

An ordinary doctor would be helpless with this kind of injury.

Fortunately, Han Long is not an ordinary doctor.

"Off the American cane's head!"

"Kill the Yankees!"

The terrorists all clenched their fists and shouted.

Their voices and expressions were extremely fanatical.

The two terrorists holding Tony roughly pushed Tony to his knees on the ground.

Another terrorist stood in front of Tony, took out his mobile phone and turned on the video recording function.

Tony raised his head weakly, "Don't kill me, I am...the president of Stark Industries...I have money."

Although Stark Industries is not the richest company yet, there is still no big problem if it spends tens of billions.

"Money?" Leader Aboud sneered, looking at Tony as if he were an idiot.

"Tony Stark, I know you are a rich man and I know you are a well-known playboy, but your money is of no use here."

"We are regarded as terrorists by you, and your country sanctions us. Even if you give me money, I can't buy food, weapons, or daily necessities!"

"When we need food, weapons and daily supplies, we can only rely on looting."

"What should we use to rob?"

Abboud patted the pistol on his waist, "Of course we will use weapons made by people like you to rob them! So, what we need most are weapons."

"Tony Stark, don't blame me for killing you. Someone used weapons to buy your head. Therefore, this is not a personal grudge, it is just business."

"Since the buyer has paid the balance, in accordance with the principle of good faith in transactions, I must chop off your head!"

Tony said in surprise: "Someone is buying my head? Who is it?"

Abboud sneered: "Sorry, Tony, you are going to die soon. Logically speaking, it's okay for me to tell you, but... buyers are very cautious. We have no direct contact information. All communication and delivery channels are It’s secret, so I don’t know who wants your head. Of course, I don’t care, I only care about the reward. Now that my reward has arrived, you should die too.”

With that said, Abboud nodded to his men.

The subordinate immediately raised the sharp machete!

The other terrorists all had fanatical eyes.

"Wait a minute." Han Long shouted in a deep voice.

His voice is not loud, but with the blessing of spiritual power, it is quite intimidating!

The terrorists present were all stunned.

The terrorist responsible for the execution also stopped subconsciously.

Abboud frowned and shouted: "Who was talking just now?"

Hooray.

The terrorists around Han Long all moved away.

Han Long said calmly: "It's me."

Abboud shouted coldly: "Why did you stop the execution? Could it be that you pity this American?"

Han Long said calmly: "No, Chief Abboud, I don't pity this American at all, but he really can't die."

Abboud's eyes were as sharp as a hawk, "I'll give you one minute to tell your reasons. If your reasons are not sufficient, then I will let you die with this American!"

Click, click, click!

The terrorists nearby immediately pulled their guns and pointed their guns at Han Long.

Han Long remained calm and said, "Chief Abboud, I can make this American build the most powerful weapon in the world."

"The most powerful weapon in the world?" Abboud frowned, his eyes filled with greed.

However, he quickly sneered, "How can he, a playboy, make weapons?"

Han Long smiled calmly, "He is not just a playboy. He graduated from MIT when he was 15 years old. He designed the Jericho missile of Stark Industries."

"Oh?!" Aboud's eyes suddenly lit up.

He turned to the weak Tony and asked: "Is this true? Did you design the Jericho missile?"

Tony nodded hard, "Yes, that's right."

Han Long said: "Chief Abboud, think about it, is the value of ten Jericho missiles more valuable, or the person who can make Jericho missiles?"

"You're right!" Abboud grinned: "Tony, make me missiles!"

Tony shook his head slowly, "Sorry, I can't make weapons for terrorists. This is my principle."

Abboud said with a sinister face: "If you don't make weapons for me, then you have no value!"

Tony took a deep breath and said with a determined expression: "I am very afraid of death, but I don't want to let terrorists have weapons to kill innocent people just because I am afraid of death! So...just kill me."

After saying that, Tony closed his eyes and prepared to die.

Abboud was angered by Tony's attitude, and just as he was about to order the execution, Han Long said in a deep voice: "Chief Abboud, don't worry. Give Tony to me, and I promise to convince him within 10 minutes."

Tony said loudly: "No, I will never change my mind! You'd better give me a good time!"

Han Long said: "Chief Abboud, if I fail to convince Tony within 10 minutes, you can kill me too."

Abboud frowned slightly.

After a moment, he smiled crookedly and said, "Okay, 10 minutes! I'll give you 10 minutes!"

Han Long smiled coldly in his heart and said, "Thank you, Chief Abboud."

Then, Han Long turned to the terrorists beside Tony and said, "You guys, carry him back to the cave first."

"Is this necessary?" The terrorists were somewhat reluctant.

Han Long said coldly: "It's necessary!"

The terrorists could only carry Tony back to the cave.

When they put Tony down, Han Long waved his hand, "Okay, you can go out and guard. No one can come in without my order."

The terrorists muttered a few words in a low voice, and then they all left the cave.