Chapter 2248 - 2449: Arrival in Country R

"Young Master Hao, should we bring more people over?" Spice Ginger looked at Hao Jian and asked.

Hao Jian simply shook his head and said, "No need."

He didn't say another word, tossed the car keys to Spice Ginger, and then walked directly onto the plane without expression, surrounded by a cold aura. Seeing this, Spice Ginger said no more. He knew Hao Jian's strength; practically no one could do anything to him, so he didn't think further, just stood aside with the car keys.

However, as Hao Jian boarded the plane, a slight smile appeared on his lips. Perhaps no one else noticed except himself.

"Speed!" Once on the plane, Hao Jian muttered this to the pilot.

The pilot did not dare to defy, immediately starting the plane and taking off. Hao Jian sat down, next to him a suitcase loaded with stacks of U.S. dollars. He glanced at it, expressionless, unconcerned about that. He only cared about Shu Ya's safety now.

If Shu Ya were to be harmed even slightly, those people wouldn't have any good days, making them wish for death but unable to die. This was Hao Jian's method; with his strength, such threats were easily executed.

However, as the plane just took off, his phone rang abruptly, and the call was from those people. He quickly picked up the phone.

"Heh, you acted quite fast, coming over so quickly." Those people sneered.

Instantly, Hao Jian's brow furrowed. How did these people know he was already on his way and had just taken off? Their timing was too fast, almost as if someone were surveilling him, knowing his actions at the first moment.

His brow furrowed deeply, and he coldly said, "Anything else you want to say? Otherwise, I'm hanging up."

The other side sneered, "Oh, your tone is still so strong at a time like this. You truly are the God of Death!"

Hao Jian's heart tightened instantly. God of Death! The fact that they knew his identity as God of Death confirmed his suspicions; they were indeed hostile, knowing everything about him, even his identity as God of Death.

"I advise you, regardless of your purpose, if my person suffers even a bit of harm, don't think about living peacefully." Hao Jian's tone was fierce.

After hearing this, those people chuckled again, "Heh, we're only in it for the money. We want to keep our skin intact; how could we dare harm the wife of the God of Death? That would be playing with our lives."

Hao Jian coldly replied, "Good you know."

Immediately, his brow furrowed again. From the first call till now, although he only talked with one person, the laughter and conversation in the background revealed there were about five or six people. But there was no sound from Shu Ya, not a single female voice, which left him suspicious.

Could it be they were deceiving him? That Shu Ya wasn't in their hands at all, and they were just pretending to trick money and lure him? But this didn't add up entirely.

In addition, after calling Spice Ginger, he immediately had someone check if Shu Ya was in the company during her business trip. The reply was that Miss Shu Ya left a few days ago without saying what she was doing and couldn't be contacted. But Shu Ya mentioned she had something to do and would be away for a few days, leading to more suspicion.

Might the other party have threatened Shu Ya, saying he was in danger, thus luring her out and capturing her?

That's one possibility, but it doesn't fit Hao Jian's current assumptions. The more he thought about it, the more his head hurt, feeling the complexity of the situation. The other party not only knew his bottom line thoroughly but also called out the God of Death moniker, showing how well they knew him.

He furrowed his eyebrows deeply and said, "Let me hear her voice."

Unexpectedly, the other party laughed and said, "Heh, Mr. Hao Jian, are you guessing Miss Shu Ya might not be in our hands? Want to hear her voice? Heh, impossible. If you doubt whether Miss Shu Ya is with us, feel free to turn back now, but... doing so you cannot ensure her safety."

"Also... I'll say it again, we only want money, we have no interest in anything else. Once we receive the money, we'll ensure Miss Shu Ya's safety..."

"You..." As Hao Jian wanted to say more, he only heard the dial tone; the other party had already hung up.

Hao Jian was furious; for so long, apart from Shu Ya herself daring to hang up on him, who else would dare to rudely disconnect his call? It was suicidal. But now Shu Ya was in their hands, and he had no outlet for his anger, silently enduring.

Japan is a small island nation near the Huaxia Kingdom, not far away, with land area barely comparable to a small province of Huaxia; that's how tiny it is.

Yet underestimating them by their size alone is shortsighted. Decades ago, Huaxia's economy lagged due to a policy, while Japan was ahead in both economic and technological prowess.

At that time, Japan invaded Huaxia Kingdom with its military, causing intense warfare, although eventually, Huaxia did win, albeit with difficulty. This proved Japan's strength, not to be underestimated.

For this venture, Shu Ya planned to expand her company into international markets and other industries, so she went to Japan. Who would've thought such an incident would occur?

In many minds, apart from that war, Japan is known for its film industry, especially their romance-action films, a pioneering peak influencing numerous young people in Huaxia, causing a significant distraction.

Japan's romance-action films mesmerized many youth over the years, forming a decade-long attraction.

Thus, when thinking of Japan, many think of their romance-action films, along with a long list of actors' names like Maria Ozawa and Teacher Cang.

Hao Jian himself was once captivated by this, forming a unique perception of Japan, unexpectedly visiting due to the current crisis.

The plane soared swiftly through the sky, piloted by a competent person handpicked by Spice Ginger, ensuring both speed and stability. Being a trans-oceanic flight, unlike domestic routes, took more time than one or two hours.

From Huaxia to Japan required some time. After several hours, the plane landed in a private parking area, and upon disembarking, Hao Jian was immediately greeted by people arranged by Spice Ginger with several vans ready.

The vans were solely for loading the 400 million USD, not for any other purpose. Without Hao Jian's instruction, the group promptly loaded the money into the vans.

At this moment, the phone rang, unsurprisingly from those people. Hao Jian answered immediately.

"Hmm, you've arrived, I see. I'll send you the address. Deliver the money there. Remember, have someone drop the money and leave. If you come, our cooperation ends immediately, and you know the consequences, which you wouldn't want to see. Handle it yourself."

After speaking, they hung up, sending the address swiftly. Once more, Hao Jian's brow furrowed. Initially, he thought they wanted to lure him, but they refused to let him approach the transaction. Did they fear his skills?

He was increasingly puzzled by their intentions. If only they wanted money, why not allow a full-wire transfer instead of requiring cash delivery and then barring his presence? What were they thinking? He couldn't figure it out.

Nevertheless, he followed through, waving over his team and relaying the address for them to deliver the cash and leave. The group complied immediately, driving away.

He wasn't worried these people would abscond with the 400 million USD-laden vehicle; such theft was unthinkable, especially as Spice Ginger's people facilitated the mission, ensuring trustworthiness.

Should an occurrence somehow transpire, it would be tantamount to a death wish, something these individuals dared not undertake.

After preparations, Hao Jian messaged them.

"I've sent the goods to the given address as instructed. Once the money arrives, release the person immediately. If she suffers even the slightest injury, you'll face the consequences, on your peril!"

Hao Jian's expression remained stern.