Looking at the large crowd pouring out of the bank gate, a group of policemen opened their mouths in surprise, what kind of joke, the man rescued the hostages in less than three minutes after entering? Xiao Qing, who was still standing next to the red flag, was full of incredulity, what is the situation, the robbers want to surrender?

Anyway, the hostages came out, and the police sprang into action after a moment of shock, some meeting the crowd, but more rushing towards the bank. The old man in the red flag car was also excited, regardless of Xiao Wang's objection, pushed open the door and walked out of the red flag car, standing next to the car to welcome the returning hero.

The moment Lin Kunyan dragged the robber out of the bank, he felt a little light shining on the tall building in the distance out of his eye, "Hmph, here" The thought in his heart flashed, but his body kept rushing towards the red flag car, and he was already holding a special black desert eagle in his right hand.

"Bang" a gunshot, the light point on the tall building shook very slightly, and at the same time as the gunfire rang out in the distance, the sand eagle in Lin Kunkun's hand also "banged" twice, and two sparks flashed in the air in the straight line distance between the tall building and the red flag car. In less than two seconds, Lin Kunyan led the robber across a distance of four or five hundred meters to the old man's side, raised his hand and fired two more shots, and two more sparks flashed in the air.

"Turtle!" Lin Kunkun pulled the car door and pushed the old man into the car, nodded at the turtle, shoved the robber into Xiao Wang's arms and rushed towards the tall building, and in the blink of an eye, he came to the downstairs of the building. Lin Kunyan, who was under the tall building, did not enter the gate, but relied on the previous sprint, stepped on the concrete floor with his right foot, and his body swayed along the wall of the tall building, leaving a foot mark more than ten centimeters deep on the concrete floor. Lin Kunyan's body slowed down when he reached the height of the third floor, his right hand turned into a fist, leaving four deep finger pits on the wall, and his right hand pressed down hard, and his body continued to soar upward.

When they heard the gunshots, the crowd had already scattered and fled, and everyone who remained at the scene stood on the spot watching Lin Kunyan's movements.

At the same time, several hostages who had escaped from the bank just now were swarming in the direction of the red flag car, and Xiao Wang did not make any moves, but leaned towards the red flag car, which was an instinct and a professional habit. After all, it was closed off by the police on all sides, and the only way out was behind the red flag car, which was left when the red flag drove in just now, and it was never closed again. But the turtle's eyes narrowed, revealing a slight smile, a little cruel, a little bloody, against the handsome face, very weird.

The turtle leaned forward, and with a force on its right leg, it rushed out towards the crowd that had swarmed over. His eyes were fixed on a middle-aged man, "Hehehe, this guy must be the head! Hehe, there are so many Huaxia people, it is good for everyone to die a little." Hehe" thought leisurely in his heart, his body had come to the front of the crowd, and he was in close quarters.

The turtle's hands were fast, and the moment he reached the crowd, he broke the necks of two people. The turtle stopped and stood in front of the crowd, his legs motionless as if they had taken root on the ground, but his hands did not stop, and a man fell before his eyes. The tortoise stood not far in front of the red flag like a city wall, and all the people who were advancing fell at his feet, and finally only the middle-aged man was left standing opposite him.

The middle-aged man has fair skin, a high nose bridge, a bit of an eagle hook, and a slender and thin mouth.

"I'm not your opponent!" the middle-aged man spoke, his Mandarin a little awkward, "but I won't be caught with my hands tied, and you can't capture me alive!" he said as he slid a military dagger out of the sleeve of his right hand and slashed it towards the turtle's throat. The tortoise tugged at the corners of his mouth contemptuously, his head tilted back slightly, and the sharp edge of the dagger slashed in front of his neck, less than a millimeter between the two. The middle-aged man did not take back the dagger, but stabbed the dagger into his heart along the circle, "click" and "jingle dong", the dagger fell to the ground at a finger's distance from his chest, and it turned out that the turtle's left hand pinched the middle-aged man's right wrist.

Hehe, the turtle laughed and raised his right hand to smash it on the neck of the middle-aged man, and the middle-aged man staggered and fell, and his closed eyes were filled with endless remorse.