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Chapter 159: Terrorist Incident (1)

Peng Fei's memory has always been very good, he clearly remembered that the black suit security guard guarding the safe passage next to the face was very clean, without a trace of slag, and the current person was a beard, looking a bit like a Middle Easterner. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

What's more, this person's eyes showed a fierce light, and when he looked at Peng Fei, there was a strong murderous aura in his eyes in addition to shock, and his right hand was also stretched out into his arms.

"What are you doing blocking the door, if you don't go out, I'm going to get out......"

When Paris saw Peng Fei open the door, she wanted to rush out first, but as soon as she walked behind Peng Fei, she felt a strong impact on her body, and the whole person seemed to have been hit by a train, and she involuntarily retreated backwards.

Zhuang Rui saw Peng Fei retreating in a hurry, and closed the door with his hand, and couldn't help but ask curiously: "Peng Fei, what's going on......

"It's a little wrong, Brother Zhuang, you stand back, ......"

Peng Fei glanced out from the cat's eye on the door, slammed open the door, and dragged a human body into the room in only two or three seconds after his body rushed out.

At the same time as the bearded man reached out to take out the gun, Peng Fei threw out a flying knife, which hit the man's throat, for the sake of safety, Peng Fei still retreated to the room, and found that the man had fallen to the ground from the cat's eye, and then pulled him in again.

"What the hell is going on?"

Zhuang Rui was also a little confused, looking at this person's clothes, it should be a security guard outside, why did Peng Fei want to attack him? Zhuang Rui's brows couldn't help frowning, you know, it is difficult to deal with killing people abroad.

"It's not the security guard just now, someone dropped the bag, Brother Zhuang, look ......"

Peng Fei turned the man's body over, and a pistol with a silencer was revealed as the man's right hand slipped out of his clothes, and the black suit at his vest was stained with blood, and there was an obvious knife cut.

"Drop...... Dropping?"

Zhuang Rui felt that his brain was a little insufficient, so he shook his head vigorously, which would become a little blank, and watched Peng Fei take out a towel from the bathroom, open the door lightly, and wipe the blood stains outside.

"Ahh......h Killed ......"

Paris, who was dizzy from being hit by Peng Fei, had just come back to her senses and saw a man in a black suit with a beard in front of her, but this man had a knife stuck in his throat, and streams of blood were dripping down the hilt.

The beard was not dead, his body twitched from time to time, and a pair of big eyes like dead fish were staring at Paris, and although this chick was bold, she couldn't help but exclaim loudly at this moment.

"Smack!"

Peng Fei, who had just closed the door to death, slapped Paris in the face and said viciously: "If you want to die, you can continue to call ......"

"Woo...... I won't dare next time, please let me go......"

Paris was stunned by Peng Fei's slap, and the whole person curled up on the ground, although she was still crying, but her voice was much quieter, according to her understanding, these two Oriental people must be psychopathic gangsters, in order to prevent the news of dating with her, the security guard was killed.

Although Paris is well-informed, she is only a girl in her twenties after all, and what is happening in front of her makes her almost collapse, she never imagined that one of her jokes would cause such serious consequences.

"Brother Zhuang, this person just pulled out a gun and wanted to shoot at me, it seems that someone has the idea of this charity auction......"

Although Peng Fei is good at jungle warfare, he is no stranger to urban anti-terrorism, so he skillfully took off all the headphones and microphones on this person's body, hung them on his ears, and then said: "I'm afraid that this floor has been controlled by someone now, let's find a chance to see if we can leave through the safe passage?"

After hearing Peng Fei's words, Zhuang Rui came back to his senses and said in disbelief: "You...... You mean someone robbed?"

You know, today's charity auction brings together the world's super-rich, if these people have something long, not to mention all dead, or three or five dead and injured, it is estimated that it can cause a global recession, who has the courage to hit them on the head?

Peng Fei listened to the conversation coming from the headphones, and said, "It should be right, they have already rushed into the hall......"

"Damn, it's not 911 today, why are you letting your buddies encounter a terrorist incident?"

Zhuang Rui couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth, stood up and rushed to the bedside, picked up the phone, and shouted at Paris: "What is the police number in the United States?"

Zhuang Rui's conversation with Peng Fei just now was Chinese, but Paris didn't know what was going on, and after being yelled at by Zhuang Rui, she subconsciously said: "What......?

After Zhuang Rui heard Paris's words, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and said to himself: "Damn Americans, is it to commemorate the 911 incident?"

"No, the United States has been using this police number since the sixties......" Paris is also stupid and bold, after experiencing the initial panic, she found that Zhuang Rui and Peng Fei did not seem to want to kill people, and they became bolder.

"You deserve a terrorist attack......

Zhuang Rui replied angrily, then threw the phone out, and scolded: "Damn, the phone line has been cut off, Peng Fei, take the satellite phone to call the police......"

It was useless Zhuang Rui said, Peng Fei had already taken out the satellite phone and dialed it, but then put down the phone, shook his head and said: "Brother Zhuang, you can't call, the other party should have used instruments to interfere with this place, let's find a way to leave this floor first......"

The Hilton Hotel is dozens of floors high, and it is almost impossible to completely control it, according to Peng Fei's idea, the robbers can only control the eighteen floors at most, as long as they leave here, it should be safe for the time being.

Zhuang Rui smiled bitterly and said, "Peng Fei, Huangfuyun is still in the venue......

"Brother Zhuang, I can't take care of it so much, let's leave first......"

Although Peng Fei has a good relationship with Huang Fuyun, but at this moment, he can only take care of Zhuang Rui's safety first, as for Huang Fuyun, he is not a rich man himself, I hope those robbers will not be difficult for him!

"Gentlemen and ladies, this eleventh-century Persian carpet represents the highest level of craftsmanship at that time, and there are only three of them left in the world today, with a starting price of $3.2 million and an increase of $100,000 each time, and interested friends can bid......"

Zhuang Rui's departure did not attract much attention, and the charity auction is still going on.

"$3.5 million ......"

"$3.8 million ......"

"Four Million Dollar ......"

"This gentleman has bid three and a half million, and it has already been three hundred and eighty me, oh, four million, four million at a time, and this generous gentleman has offered four million!"

William's passionate voice echoed throughout the ballroom, an auction of this nature was simply too unchallenging, and William would not have come if it hadn't been for Bonadette's high price to host him.

"I'll pay 100 million dollars!"

Suddenly, a voice sounded at the door, which immediately stunned the entire banquet hall, this thing is just a carpet made of gold and silver filigree and animal fibers, how can its value not exceed 10 million, this person shouted 100 million, is it crazy?

The people who can participate in today's auction are all famous figures in various fields, this mouth of foaming is a pit, and the words shouted out generally will not be withdrawn, everyone wants to see, who is idle and ready to spend 100 million US dollars to buy this Persian carpet that feels small even when it is a quilt?

"Ladies and gentlemen, I paid 100 million dollars, and is there anyone who bids more than me?"

A man dressed in hotel security clothes appeared in everyone's sight, this person was in his early forties, his hair was a little gray, and he had a warm smile on his face, but his eyes were emitting a terrifying cold light.

"Oh sir, I think...... Are you mistaken? It's not a masquerade, and it's not April Fool's Day......."

William, who was standing on the stage, couldn't help but be a little annoyed when he saw this person's outfit, how could this Hilton Hotel be a world-renowned chain hotel, how could the staff inside be of this quality? Even a security guard could break into the venue and make a big fuss?

"Oh, you're right, this dress is really not my ......"

The middle-aged man smiled, reached out and unbuttoned his security suit, then took out a pistol, pointed it at William, and said, "Thank you for your wonderful host, but now the host is me......"

"Bang!"

Before the people in the venue could react, a gunshot rang out, and William, who was standing on the stage, fell down, the bullet penetrated through his eyebrows, and the huge impact opened the entire back of his head, and the red blood mixed with the white brain, stimulating the eyes of the people standing not far from William.

The cranial nerves were completely dead, but William's body was still twitching, finally made people realize what was happening at the scene, and after a few seconds, various extremely penetrating sounds rang out, and countless mournful screams and exclamations erupted from the crowd.

These super-rich people, who are usually pampered, burst out with unprecedented physical strength one by one, rushing to the elevator and various security doors, but to their disappointment, all the doors were closed, and no matter how hard they tried, they could not open them.

While some people bypassed the white-haired middle-aged man and were about to exit through the gate he had entered, two gates were violently pushed open from the outside, and more than a dozen men armed with submachine guns rushed in.