"Listen, I'm only giving you 15 minutes. There is ** on the hostage, and as soon as the time passes, even if I don't press the remote control switch, the hostage will definitely die. ”

"Tell me about your conditions. Arsen asked.

At this time, Zhao Bin had already taken the elevator upstairs, and Zeng Tai and a group of bodyguards followed.

"Ding~" The elevator door opens.

"President?"

Ah Sen immediately blocked Zhao Bin's way and forcibly took off the bulletproof vest on his body for him to wear, but was refused.

"You need it more than I do. ”

He knocked lightly at the door.

"I have said, let you who are able to make decisions come in and speak. ”

Zhao Bin cleared his throat.

"I'm here, what's the matter for me to come in and talk to you. ”

After a while, the door slowly opened.

The special combat team members held shields in front of them, and Ah Sen even raised *** to aim at An Junchen's eyebrows, ready to pull the trigger at any time.

"You're Zhao Bin!?"

"That's right. I'm the one who can make your whole family think of heaven and hell. ”

The special combat team member in front of him put one hand on Asen's gun, and slowly lowered the muzzle.

Walked over to the couch and blew the dust, turned around and sat down.

Zeng Tai took the bodyguards to escort An Junlong and An Wenda, father and son, to kneel at the door.

"What do you mean!"

"It's very simple, if you let her go, I'll let them reunite with you. ”

When Ling Xia saw Zhao Bin's appearance of not being afraid of death, he suddenly became impetuous.

She shook her head desperately to stop, she didn't want to see anyone sacrifice for her anymore, and wanted him to leave quickly.

But Zhao Bin was unmoved, knowing that Ling Xia was holding a timed ** in front of him, but he still held on to the scene.

Seeing An Junchen's reluctance to react, Zhao Bin was not allowed to use Plan B.

Beckoning a bodyguard to bring a pistol to load.

“1！”

“2！”

"Bang!" A gunshot hit An Junlong's calf.

"Ah~" This heart-rending scream stunned An Junchen, who was still struggling and struggling.

An Junchen was a little uneasy when he held the remote control.

"Are you a man or a devil! I just want to scare them and get my family back. I didn't want to ...... anyone."

An Junchen muttered to himself, and Zhao Bin pulled the trigger again.

"Bang!" another shot.

The shot didn't hit any target, just at the ceiling.

"Tell me who you are, why did my life become the way it was when you showed up? ”

"Who am I? I don't know. Zhao Bin said in a deep voice.

An Junchen thought that Zhao Bin was playing tricks on him, but Zhao Bin really didn't know how to introduce himself.

The president of the World Bank?

Whichever identity is spoken, it will be questioned.

In particular, the role of the president of the World Bank will be treated as a joke.

An Junchen's emotions were a little out of control, holding the timed ** remote control and shouting: "You all go, I'll only talk to him!"

The special combat team members at the door received Zhao Bin's instructions and slowly withdrew from the room.

"Stinky boy, why are you!" An Junchen grabbed Zhao Bin's collar and shouted.

"Put down the remote control in your hand, and slowly put down your weapon. ”

An Junchen forgot the gun in Zhao Bin's hand and hit the muzzle.

"If I don't let go, what can you do to me! It's a big deal that Lao Tzu will die with you!"

An Junchen pinched the ** on his waist and hesitated.

"I know you're a good big brother. Your brother and your nephew are outside, put down the remote control in your hand and reunite with them. ”

An Junchen pondered for a long time and slowly loosened Zhao Bin's collar.

"Put it down. ”

An Junchen put down the gun, walked towards the door, turned his head and smiled: "I wish you all to go to hell together......!"

As soon as he arrived at the door, An Junchen was disarmed and handcuffed by several special combat members.

Zhao Bin stared at Ling Xia, who was bound up in front of him, in horror, hating that he had just failed to shoot An Junchen.

Between two fires.

Zeng Tai brought protective equipment to block Zhao Bin: "This is a timed **, you must not pass, this is too dangerous." ”

Facing Zeng Tai's prompt, Zhao Bin still walked in front of Ling Xia without looking back.

Bomb disposal experts arrived at the scene dressed in gear.

After some guidance work, only Zhao Bin and the bomb disposal expert were left at the scene to face Ling Xia.

"Sir, you'd better wear protective clothing as well, or I won't dare guarantee your safety. ”

Zhao Bin nodded.

Asked someone to find a protective suit to put on, Zhao Bin held the back of Ling Xia's chair, and the bomb disposal expert began to disassemble the outer box of the timed ** layer by layer.

"You go quickly, I don't want you to bury me for me!" Ling Xia cried.

Zhao Bin was unmoved, and helped the bomb disposal experts to do it together.

The wires wrapped in the box were finally revealed.

Red, blue, and yellow lines.

Judging by the conventional bomb disposal mode, this set of red, blue and yellow lines has N multiple combinations.

Time slipped by the minute!

Ling Xia's eyes were red from crying, and she couldn't bear to have anyone sacrifice for her.

"Hurry up and get out of here while you still have time. Ling Xia persuaded.

The bomb disposal expert concentrated on distinguishing the lines, and Zhao Bin helped disassemble them, and quickly eliminated several sets of camouflaged wires.

As everyone cheered, a device hidden at the bottom of the outer box sped up the countdown and was three minutes off the numbers on the dial.

Zhao Bin walked to the door and closed the door.

Picked up the walkie-talkie and reported to the on-site commander outside: "The ** on the hostage is a double**, and the time has been counted down, less than 10 minutes." All the personnel guarding this side of the building, please evacuate as soon as possible!"

Zeng Tai suddenly collapsed on the stairs.

"No, no. ”

The field commander was silent.

After accompanying the special combat team members to complete the arrest mission, Asen turned back to the scene.

"Didn't I tell you all to go!"

"Where the president is, I'm there. It's my duty to protect you. ”

Ah Sen picked up *** on his back and knelt down on one knee in front of Ling Xia to help the bomb disposal expert.

"Another fool!"

Arsen has served in the special forces, and he is no stranger to the types of **, and he also has some experience in demining.

The bomb disposal expert gently lifted the outer box at the bottom.

"I've never seen such a complex and delicate line. ”

Assen looked at the layout of the lines and found that the interfaces of each circuit were glued with adhesive tape. Slowly let go of your hand, "This ** needs two people to complete it at the same time to dismantle." ”

"What's your opinion?" asked the bomb disposal expert.

"There is only a one-in-three chance of a two-time explosion point, and choosing the upper three-way line may trigger the lower level**. Choose three roots in the middle lane, and there is a 1 in 2 chance that it will explode. ”

"Then if you rule it out, only the bottom three routes can be cut?" the bomb disposal expert discussed with Arsen.

Zhao Bin saw that Ling Xia's spirit was on the verge of a critical point, and he couldn't hold on.

"Have you two discussed it?"

"We're analyzing the probability of blowing points. ”

The time was reduced by another 8 minutes.

Zhao Bin made a difficult choice: "You all go out, and I'll take care of the rest." ”

The bomb disposal expert raised his head slightly: "You all go, I'll stay." ”

Ling Xia had already cried into tears at this time.

Ah Sen, who was bent on risking his life for Zhao Bin, unloaded the equipment on his shoulders to lighten his load, and at the same time found pliers from the toolbox of the bomb disposal expert.

The bomb disposal expert stuck to his post and did not want to disgrace the responsibility of the uniform.

They exchanged trusting glances and cut the leads.

At the same time, the time freezes, as if the air is frozen.

After determining that it was safe, the bomb disposal specialist took the timed ** with a minesweeper.

Seeing that the timed ** in front of him was dismantled, Ling Xia breathed weakly, slowly hugged Zhao Bin, and begged for comfort after being frightened.

Feeling sorry for the pain suffered by Ling Xia, Zhao Bin picked her up.