642. Chapter 640: A Reporter's Nightmare

Everyone in the hall seemed to have a black cloud on their heads, one by one with their heads down and holding their mobile phones, some seemed to be writing suicide notes, and some were saying their final goodbyes to their families, and finally the boat drove to the front not far from the dam, and the smoker carried the gun on his shoulder,

"Brothers, since one of us is reluctant to show his face, let him accompany a boatload of people to feed the fish."

Then he went out, and a rope ladder was hanging overhead, and a man on it kept lowering it, and by the time the bow of the boat went into the culvert, the rope ladder had all been lowered.

The dozen or so robbers in the back were ready to evacuate, still very uneasy and vigilant about the movement of the crowd, leaving two people to point guns at them, and waited for the rest of the people to go out before following.

As soon as they walked on the front foot, Zhang Han followed, the hostages didn't know what was going on, and suddenly as if they had discussed it collectively, they cried loudly, Zhang Han pointed to the quiet and shouted,

"This is the police sent by the city bureau to save everyone, don't mess up, stay where you are, don't move, try to disperse in the center of the boat to keep it stable, otherwise the boat will roll over, and none of you will want to leave alive when the time comes, and you will have to feed the fish without rushing down the dam."

The hostages will be suspicious after listening to Zhang Han's words, but now you can't help if you don't believe it, and they wipe away their tears one by one and are quiet around them.

"Are you really a police officer?"

"Hurry up and take us out! I don't want to stay here for a moment! ”

"My child is still at home at her grandmother's house, hurry up and let me go down, I'm going to pick up the child......"

looked at Zhang Han quietly and embarrassedly, how could she solve these problems, but Zhang Han made an ok gesture to him and went out on his own.

Outside, the smoker carried the gun behind him, grabbed the soft ladder and jumped on it to leave, and the rat droppings and gun wheels behind him carried bazookas and ammunition, and felt that it was inconvenient to take this thing away, so they were ready to use it up.

Rat poop pointed to the river bank in the distance,

"Look at that, it looks like it's the command post of the strip."

The gun wheel picked up the bazooka, "Load, give the strip a good refresh today, let them be nosy, and want to keep us, it's really beyond our means!" ”

Rat poop picked up a cannonball and loaded it into a bazooka, the gun wheel was carried on his shoulder and raised the angle into the distance, and with a whoosh of the trigger, another ball of flames rose into the sky and flew straight towards the bright place on the shore.

Those reporters on the shore were holding cameras to report on the scene, and suddenly saw a small bright spot flying from far to near, some were still wondering what it was, and some of them had already discovered the danger, and looked at the rockets in amazement.

"Yes...... It's rockets! Come on! ”

The crowd screamed, countless expensive equipment was thrown on the ground like garbage, and the scene was suddenly separated from a pot of porridge.

The rocket flew over with a whoosh, with a loud bang, the earth trembled, the scorching air wave began to expand sharply, the skylight that rushed to the sky illuminated the sky overhead, everyone had a frightened look on their faces, and the one who was away was overturned by the shock wave for more than ten meters, life and death were unknown, and the distant only felt that the ears were deafening, and the flute fell to the ground and lost the ability to think, there was a sea of fire around, and several cars were also overturned, and the fire instantly surrounded the body, and there was the possibility of explosion at any time.

In the distance, Wang Xiang scolded, "This group of guys is really dead!" Get out there and help them evacuate! ”

"Yes!"

The deputy captain of the SWAT team yelled, "Liu Bo calls 120, and the rest of the people come with me!" ”

Rat poop and the gunboat looked at the firelight on the riverbank and laughed, "Hahaha, it's so cool, let's shoot again!" ”

The smoker scolded in mid-air, "leave, we won't be able to run away in a while!" ”

The gun wheel and the rat reluctantly threw down the barrel, and were just about to climb the rope ladder when a voice came from behind them,

"Brother, I'm so anxious, where are you going? Don't you stay and play again? ”

The smoke ghost turned his head gloomily, saw Zhang Han's arms hanging and did not have any weapons, and said coldly,

"It's you!"

He also noticed Zhang Han earlier, but this guy stabbed into the crowd, he was really ordinary and couldn't be more ordinary, and he was even full of ruffianism, who would suspect that he was a policeman.

Zhang Han smiled, "That's right, it's me, but I'm not a policeman, but none of you want to leave today, because you've been playing for a long time, and it's my turn." ”

The smoker smiled disdainfully, "Then it depends on whether you have the qualifications or not!" After speaking, he waved his hand, "Rat poop!" Kill him for me. ”

The rat feces picked up the submachine gun, the muzzle of the gun was just raised, and before he could breathe, he didn't see the target, he suddenly felt a cold neck, and then his legs were weak, and he only heard a snorting sound, as if the faucet was turned on, and his eyes were followed by blood red, and his body gradually became weak and lost consciousness.

Before the remaining robbers met, this guy rushed over like a ghost, directly dropped the mouse feces, raised the guns in their hands, and pulled the trigger on Zhang Han.

"Dada!!"

A dull gunshot hit people's nerves, sounding terrifying in the dark night, Zhang Han's mouth and face hooked an arc, as if the gunfire awakened the irrepressible impulse to hunt in his heart, the exorcism in his hand suddenly jumped, there was no cold, no sound, and there was no sign to fly out, Zhang Han also jumped out with a shocking foot, and in an instant the scalps of those robbers exploded, because Zhang Han's movement speed made their vision unable to keep up, let alone shoot, the target was not human at all!

Above the dam, two robbers who were searching in the grass were stunned when they heard the gunshots, and one of them said,

"How can there be gunshots?"

The other stabbed the grass with the butt of his rifle, "There may be hostages who resisted, and killed two to show them." ”

"No, I feel like there's a problem, let's go back quickly, I always think it's a little weird here."

A hint of wind blew, and the two guys' hairs stood upside down.

"Damn, I really feel a little eerie when you say that, let's go back."

After speaking, he was about to leave, but he was stopped by another one, picked up the submachine gun and fired at the surrounding grass, and the dense gunfire filled his ears, slightly dispelling the strange sense of unease.

"Haha, that's it, even if there is a strip, it will be beaten into a hornet's nest, go!"

In the grass, he gritted his teeth, his left hand tightly covered his bleeding right arm, and the cold sweat of the bean smashed down from his head, but he didn't take a breath, and the moment they turned around, nine special police officers suddenly burst out from the two-foot-high grass, and shot at the two robbers.

"Da Da Da!!"

Their last realization was that these dead slivers were so cunning, and then they looked down at the blood oozing from their chests, and fell to the ground with a thud.

The statement picked up the assault rifle and covered his left arm, and a special police officer came up and said worriedly, "Brother Chen, is your arm okay?" Or you go back, and we'll take care of it here. ”

The statement shook his head, "No, one more person is more certain!" ”