Chapter 229: Turning the Tiger Away from the Mountain and Returning to the Horse Gun (I)

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Zhang Le thought that the city would cry tonight, but after getting the detailed information, he only felt that a group of grass and mud horses in front of him were whistling by, rushing into his mind and jumping into his heart, making him stunned.

Tonight, the city was attacked in multiple places. What the situation is in other places, Zhang Le does not know for the time being. But the concert hall affair soon came to fruition.

When the results came out, the injuries on Zhang Le's back had not been treated.

One person died, three were seriously injured, and more than a hundred were slightly injured.

The only one who died was undoubtedly tragic, but he was innocent. He is not an innocent citizen, but one of the gangsters. was blown down by Zhang Le's hand and blown up.

Zhang Le's grenade directly killed one of the two gangsters and seriously injured the other. I guess it was the surprise of the grenade that didn't pull the safety pin.

The other two people who were seriously injured, one of them was the gangster who was seriously injured by Zhang Leyi who broke the ribs of the fourth watch and shook the inner house. The remaining one made Zhang Le depressed to the point of no return.

Because that man is himself! With three serious injuries, I contributed a place, can I not be depressed?

And the more than 100 minor injuries were almost all caused by stampede and squeezing in a panic. It wasn't a direct result of those gangsters at all. At most, it's an indirect cause.

Of course, the most depressing thing was that there were only four gangsters who stormed the concert hall. Yes, there are only four, all folded on Zhang Le's hands, which is why Zhang Le's wounds have not been treated, and the result of the matter has come out.

The police undoubtedly picked up a formation. Of the four gangsters, one was killed and one injured by Zhang Le. Wound one, stun one.

"Won't it?" After Yang Xin'er listened to Zhang Le's translation of the news she heard, she suddenly looked at Zhang Le in disbelief, with a somewhat strange expression.

"They may just want to create chaos and attract and mobilize the police. Killing people will only make things bigger. Pay for one's whistle. Zhang Le smiled bitterly and said.

"So, what are they doing upstairs?" Yang Xin'er frowned, and then said.

If it's just to create chaos, they've already achieved their goal, and if it's chaotic, they should take the opportunity to leave, there's no way to escape upstairs!

Speaking of this, Zhang Le was even more depressed. They fled to the rooftop. But it just happened to bump into those gangsters who retreated.

"Do you remember a plot in "Mr. and Mrs. Zhang"?" Zhang Le said.

Yang Xin'er was stunned for a moment, then reacted and asked, "You mean that you single-handedly invaded my company, and I evacuated with people?" ”

Zhang Le nodded, and then said: "I saw something similar on them, I didn't think much about it at the time, and now it seems that they want to evacuate from the rooftop." We got in their way. ”

"It's just that I can't figure out why the two gangsters in the back stuck their heads out, and they shot them directly. It was as if they knew something had happened to their two companions. Zhang Le shook his head and expressed his doubts.

"Maybe they have some code or something." Yang Xin'er said.

Perhaps. But Zhang Le always felt a little unreasonable. Since you know that something happened to your two companions, you should know that this road is impassable, and if you want to evacuate, you have to change places, instead of desperately attacking the roof. Zhang Le didn't believe that these people still had any comradeship.

couldn't figure it out, and Zhang Le didn't bother to pay attention to it. This matter has nothing to do with me anymore, and I have the police to think about it.

Turn the tiger away from the mountain. This Chinese art of war was actually used by a group of gangsters. Regardless of whether there are twists and turns in the middle, but their goal is achieved.

They broke into the Interpol branch in Paris, saved people, and escaped. The only tails left were those who were planted in Zhang Le's hands.

Zhang Le was treated by the doctor at the scene and did not listen to his advice to go to the hospital. Instead, he chose to go back to the hotel with Yang Xin'er.

Although his back was blown beyond recognition, and his thighs and arms were also slightly injured, although it looked terrifying, it was only skin trauma.

Perhaps for the average person, it is indeed a serious injury. But for Zhang Le, it's not enough.

Zhang Le and Yang Xin'er were sent back to the hotel by the police. The police also need to record a transcript of them. For Zhang Le and the others, it is obviously inappropriate to go to the police station to make a record.

Those policemen were very polite to Zhang Le, and there was even a look of admiration in their eyes. They already knew what had happened from the other victims. Taking notes is just an indispensable form.

The four gangsters were almost solved by Zhang Le alone, which shocked them incomparably. But the facts are in front of them, and there is no shortage of exaggerated accounts from those people on the roof, but those policemen still choose to believe it.

How could it be done without what they say?

There is nothing to doubt about it, there are riots in many parts of the city tonight, and the only one that has made a difference is the concert hall. However, to the regret of the police, this credit has little to do with them.

But, at least, much luckier than the police elsewhere. They've got someone here. Even if they didn't arrest this person. But it is an indisputable fact that people are in their hands.

Someone has it in hand, and things don't have to be clueless.

"Now that the transcript is complete, can I ask a personal question?" A policewoman looked at Zhang Le and Yang Xin'er and suddenly asked.

"Oh, what's the problem?" Zhang Le smiled and said.

"The two should be Chinese movie stars, right? Mr. Zhang still seems to be a film director. And he is a very famous and accomplished director. The policewoman said.

"We are indeed Chinese filmmakers. I'm a director, but I'm not famous, and I can't do anything. Zhang Le smiled and said.

Mr. Zhang was modest. If I remember correctly, Mr. Zhang's "Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon" also won the Grand Jury Prize at our Cannes Film Festival in France. And the film also broke the box office record for a Chinese-language film in France. It's just that this record was quickly broken by your "Mr. and Mrs. Zhang". Still, I like the former for both films. The policewoman said.

Zhang Le smiled and didn't speak again, waiting for the policewoman's next step.

"I just wanted to ask Mr. Zhang if he thought about adapting today's experience into a movie?" The policewoman asked.

When Zhang Le heard this, he was a little stunned. He wasn't sure what the policeman was asking the question for. Is it out of love for movies, or are you worried that you will make a movie and make them French police useless?

"I don't have that idea yet." After thinking about it, Zhang Le shook his head and said. In fact, there is not much potential for adaptation.

Movies need a plot with ups and downs, even if it's an action movie. And today's matter, unless there is a follow-up, there is no headshot. To shoot this, I might as well directly adapt the first part of "Die Hard" to be more attractive.

Later, when Zhang Le thought of this, his heartbeat suddenly beat faster, but he didn't care.

"If Mr. Zhang wants to adapt, I will definitely go to the theater to cheer." The policewoman smiled and said.

The policeman left, and Yang Xin'er was about to ask Zhang Le something, but she didn't want the phone to ring. And Zhang Le's phone rang closely. (To be continued......)

PS: I forgot that I have to work overtime tomorrow, and I can't take a vacation. But after promising five chapters in the group, a small outbreak, there is only overtime and staying up late to code words. In order to dispel everyone's worries, I was also afraid that the river crab god would come to the door, so I couldn't wait, so I didn't update it regularly, and I sent it directly after checking the typo.

In addition, the plot of these chapters was conceived a long time ago, and it was purely a coincidence, and it had nothing to do with something.

Finally, for the sake of staying up late and staying up late to code the word outbreak, let's encourage it with a monthly pass! The monthly pass is the motivation!