"Let's go inside. ”

    "Let's pick up the kids. ”

     Watching the demonic smiling man and his subordinates with the same smirking faces getting closer and closer, the eager parents desperately slammed the door.

    "Parents, get out of here, as long as the gate can hold for a while, the police will come." The doorman was also anxious and shouted through the steel fence of the guard's room.

    Parents can have a few calm at this time? While they know that perhaps it is safer for their children to stay at school than for them to be exposed to the guns of terrorists, after experiencing great fear, they now just want to be there for their children.

    Gao Ming held his breath in the crowd, keeping his head down and trying not to attract anyone's attention, he was sure that he would kill all the gangsters while suffering certain casualties, but he was not sure that the crisis in the school building would be resolved before the man who called himself Wu Lijiang stopped his heart.

    Gao Ming believed that the man was not lying, otherwise, he would not be so calm and calm, and he was not afraid of being blocked at the school gate by the police who came to reinforce him.

    Gao Ming had an intuition that Wu Lijiang's purpose was not as simple as simply creating a bloody case like a year ago, and he had other needs.

    "Smack, smack. Wu Lijiang casually threw the ghost submachine gun to a subordinate, clapped his hands and smiled and walked over to this side.

    People involuntarily and instinctively choose to retreat.

    Ulijiang was obviously satisfied with the effect, and his smile was even bigger. The superior race should be worshipped by the inferior people, and their frightened eyes made him very satisfied.

     "Yes, yes, you Chinese people are rich, a primary school, it is so modern, and the big iron gate is really strong." Wu Lijiang walked to the specially customized electronic brake of the elementary school attached to the division and sighed.

     "However, a lot of it is plundered from the land that belongs to us, and it is the wealth that belongs to us, don't you say?" Wu Lijiang suddenly changed his words, twisted his neck at a rather weird angle and asked the crowd who were only seven or eight meters away from him.

     The bird was silent, and no one answered.

    "Haha, you see, they all admit it themselves. Only robbers would be so extravagant. Wu Lijiang suddenly laughed, laughing extremely presumptuously.

     Gao Ming couldn't help but think of the anti-Japanese dramas that have filled the Chinese screen in recent years, in which all kinds of lines are constantly pretending to be thunderous, and this one also has some charm. Especially his extremely neurotic cousin.

    "You can't say that, we Chinese people are peace-loving people and never go back to invade anyone. An old man with gray hair and a bit of an intellectual, perhaps finally couldn't bear it anymore and stood up and said.

    "Oh? Are you peace-loving? Does that mean we're robbers? Well, as you wish, let you see what a robber is like. Wu Lijiang smiled elegantly, his tone was soft, without the slightest anger.

     "Bang" a gunshot.

    Gao Ming's lowered eyes jumped suddenly, his hand was tightly clenched, and the floor tiles under his feet were shattered abruptly.

    The old man's leg suddenly splashed with a blood flower and fell to the ground.

    9mm caliber submachine gun fired huge kinetic energy at close range, directly piercing the old man's thigh, leaving a hole the size of a peanut, and blood splattered out directly.

    "Boss, that's right. The man who took his gun next to Wu Lijiang blew the green smoke that slowly dissipated from the muzzle, obviously extremely satisfied with his marksmanship.

    The old man's forehead dripped beads of sweat the size of beans, and the muscles on his face twisted together in pain, obviously suffering a lot. But he didn't cry, the only movement was to cover the wound with both hands, and his eyes glared at Wu Lijiang, who still had a smile on his face.

    "The Chinese people are really the same as the book says, there is still 1 hard bone in 100 people, old man, I admire you very much." Wu Lijiang sighed, as if he was not angry that the old man was glaring at him.

    "However, I'd like to see how hard your bones are, number four, give him a few more shots, but don't kill him, if he can still do this, I'll be convinced." Wu Lijiang seemed to say something insignificant, and his tone was still calm.

    "Okay, I'm good at that. The man, known as Four, licked his lips and gave a cruel grin as he raised his gun.

    Gao Ming took a deep breath, he couldn't wait any longer, no matter what, he couldn't see terrorists torture and kill such an old man in front of him. If there is a first, there will be a second, and even more.

    As for the bomb, Gao Ming can only bet, betting that Wulijiang may be alarmist, maybe the bomb is not so powerful, betting that he can control Wulijiang in the first time and make him not die, but he is the same as a dead man.

    If he wanted the bomb hidden in the school building to detonate, in addition to the device that was placed on the bomb caused by his heart stopping, there must be a hand-held detonator.

    The normal motor nerve speed of the human body is 50 meters to 70 meters per second, and the length of the human brain from the finger nerve fibers is about one meter, that is, from his despair to the moment he wants to press the detonation device, at least 0. 014 seconds. And that's not even counting the time he had to think about his decision.

     only need to give Gao Ming for a second, and that's enough.

    Gao Ming didn't believe that as long as Wu Lijiang saw a person rushing towards him, he stupidly pressed the explosive device, then he, the leader of the terrorists, should be too much of a failure.

    As long as something pops out casually, I don't want to resist at all, so I open the last hole card?

    Okay, of course, Gao Ming is not a thing, so it's a bit inappropriate to describe it like that.

    Just as Gao Ming was about to attack.

    "Put down the gun, who moved me to shoot him." ”

    A roar came from not far away. The voice is crisp and cold, and the suppressed anger in it can be felt even if you don't look at your face, and it is very scorching.

    That's right, there seems to be an invisible fire burning in Cheng Baobao's eyes, which is extremely hot, burning so that her eyes are slightly red.

    Two long legs stood in a figure of eight, bowed slightly at the waist, holding the Black Star pistol with both hands that had been modified to be twice as powerful as the old 54-style pistol, and the crosshairs were rigidly enveloped by the fourth child who was about to commit violence again.

    On an early autumn evening, the breeze was blowing, and the few strands of hair on her forehead that had just been scattered due to the violent running hung down from her forehead, shaking gently, and large beads of sweat dripped down her cheeks.

    In such a cruel environment, there is a kind of beauty that is admired by thousands of people.

    Gao Ming sighed secretly in his heart, this stupid policewoman, she is really stupid enough, isn't this person here purely to add food to these terrorists? But having said that, Gao Ming's heart still admires Cheng Baobao a little, a woman is so fearless of life and death, it is also extremely rare, although it is a bit silly.

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