Chapter 343: Jealousy and Hatred!

What this media person said was just infuriating, and even broke his glasses.

But compared to the * tied to his body, the so-called anger and falling through the glasses are not worth mentioning at all!

There are only thirty minutes left,* and it's about to detonate. At the scene, there were nearly 200 media people. What to do?

Runaway, of course!

The media flocked to the entrance of the conference hall. But as soon as the more than ten people in the front row arrived at the door of the conference hall, they were stopped by several vicious terrorists.

In terms of numbers, media people definitely have an advantage. If both sides were bare-handed, each of them would be able to drown these seven or eight terrorists with a single spit.

But the only thing they want to do when they open their mouths is to shout for help, not spit—

For no other reason, these terrorists are heavily armed. Hand hold*. A powerful pistol hung from his waist. Don't say it's two hundred. What if it's 2,000?

At the high-end level of today's weapons. These seven or eight men are perfectly capable of slaughtering a thousand unarmed and good citizens.

The suppression of firepower doomed media people to not even have the courage to resist.

Tang Huan watched this happen. He didn't do anything but release the news to the outside world. Just a little closer to Han Qinghe. And keep her at arm's length from Boden.

"Mr. Bodener. In doing so, are you going to fight against the odds and give up your status as a big star?"

Tang Huan narrowed his eyes slightly and glanced at Bodener. If necessary, he will kill Borden in an instant. He didn't even have a chance to speak.

But at the moment he didn't.

Just those seven or eight terrorists?

If it was just like that, Tang Huan wouldn't be worried at all. With his abilities, and the preparation he made beforehand. These seven or eight terrorists are unlikely to make a big deal.

He knew very well that this group of heavily armed terrorists should be just an appetizer, or even just a sweet soup. The real show is yet to come.

Facing Tang Huan's weird questioning, Bodener couldn't help but be furious: "Mr. Tang, why do you say that I did all this?"

"When people say that, I hear that. Tang Huan nodded and motioned to the media people who were tied up in the audience. "But he said, "You asked for it." ”

"Do you believe what he says?" said Boden's face turned pale. Grit your teeth. "There is a famous saying in Huaxia, why is there no excuse for the crime you want to add?"

"It seems that Mr. Bodener still knows a lot about Chinese culture?" Tang Huan smiled, not at all nervous.

Not surprising either. Tang Huan has experienced too many life and death partings in his life. Scenes like this have been in it every day for a period of time. It's like shopping, eating and going to the toilet, happening all the time.

After experiencing more, I naturally became numb.

Someone was robbed and pointed at the head. The knee-jerk reaction was to kneel down and beg for mercy, trembling all over. But if Tang Huan was pointed at the head with a gun. His knee-jerk reaction was quite different.

He would first observe the gunman's expression, as well as the finger on which he pulled the trigger.

In the end, what he wanted to think about was to avoid the muzzle of the gun for a moment, and to attack it directly in the throat, killing it with a single blow. Or subdue it with a backhand.

The so-called art masters are bold, and that's probably the case.

Tang Huan carefully studied Bodener's facial expression.

He was panicked and at a loss. Even desperate.

What's going on here?

Doesn't it really have anything to do with him?

The scene was chaotic, but the seven or eight terrorists quickly stabilized the scene.

He who should have squatted on the ground squatted on the ground. Those who should shut up have also shut up.

In the face of absolute force, any call for help and protest is in vain.

Whoever dares to disagree will be shot and killed.

That's the reality. Media people are well aware of the current situation. Therefore, neither dare to be restless, nor dare to speak out. I'm afraid of taking a knife on myself.

Soon.

A young man in a crisp suit walked in from the entrance of the conference hall.

He was handsome and young. He held a glass of bright red wine in his hand, not a violent weapon.

With his left hand in his pocket, he walked calmly towards the center of the conference hall.

Media people have been placed on both sides. Enough passage was left for him.

And the group of terrorists hung their heads respectfully as they passed by the young man in the suit.

It is not easy to make a group of outlaws so awe-inspiring young people.

Tang Huan noticed that when Bodener saw the young man in a suit, his face became more and more difficult to look at. It was clear that he knew the young man in the suit.

"Who is he?" Tang Huan asked casually. It looks very nonchalantic.

"A horrible guy. Bodener replied subconsciously. Subsequently, he realized his gaffe. Hurriedly closed his mouth.

"Don't be so nervous. I've already figured out your business. Even the Parisian authorities already have some evidence. Even if you don't admit it, don't give any confession. After this incident, the official will not let you go. ”

Tang Huan said that, suddenly changed his words, and asked rhetorically: "Besides, these people carried out this plan behind your back, and even betrayed you." Make your identity public. Do you think there's a way back?"

Tang Huan was basically sure that Bodener really didn't know about it. That is, he belonged to the betrayal...

And the person who betrayed him was the young man Xu Bu walked towards the conference stage. Described by Borden as a terrifying guy.

After listening to Tang Huan's narration, Bodener seemed to be aware of it. Got something.

Yes. There was no turning back for him.

Now that his identity has been revealed, now that everyone knows that he is related to terrorists. Can he still be a big star? Can this celebrity in the Parisian fashion industry still be a star?

Obviously, he will never have anything to do with his previous life.

If this terrorist operation is successful, he will also be in exile. Defeat - become a prisoner, or be killed on the spot.

The end was desperate and unbearable.

"Before you even joined them, you should have expected today's outcome. Isn't it?" Tang Huan said indifferently.

When Boden heard this, he suddenly laughed miserably, raised his eyes and glanced at Tang Huan and said, "What about you? Do you estimate, will they let you go? With what I know about them, none of the people present can leave alive. ”

Syllable!

Han Qinghe, who was sitting on the side, suddenly raised his palm and threw it on Bodener's handsome face.

"Scum. Han Qinghe said indifferently. "You enjoy the love of the people of Paris and live a good and happy life. but in turn they will maim your fellow man. You're such a scumbag. ”

Tang Huan smiled slightly.

My big star, you are still as jealous as ever.

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