Chapter 145: Auction (3)

"Bring things up for Lao Tzu!!"

I saw a man wearing a black hood and holding an AK47 in his hand, pointing at the host's head, and the other hand also holding the host's neck, and behind him, there were countless people like him, wearing black hoods and holding AK47s.

These people all stepped down to arrest some prominent people, and then put AK47s against their heads, and those high-ranking officials and nobles who were held hostage were so frightened that they cried, as if they were going to be killed by these terrorists in the next moment.

"Don't kill me! Don't kill me! I—I have a lot of property! Take it if you want! Just don't kill me! Words like these came out of the mouths of the rich men, and the terrorists still put their murderous AK47s to their heads.

Wang Xia frowned, and asked Zhao Yingkong on the side, "What should I do?" Zhao Yingkong glanced up at the terrorists lightly, then continued to look down at the book in his hand, and said, "I'll talk about it later." ā€

Wang Xia nodded, the pistol that he had taken out of his hand was hidden in his clothes again, and Zhu Wen next to him was a little afraid, after all, she was just an ordinary person before, although she could usually see through life and death, but in this case, there would still be some fears that normal people should have.

"Boss, you've got your stuff." A black hood carrying a big bag said to the black hood holding the host hostage, the black hood boss nodded and said, "Very good, then now, let's invite these rich guys in our hands to go to our place for a night!" With that, a group of black-hooded men took out a loop of rope and tied the rich men they had just held in their hands, dragged them on the ground and slowly walked off the stage, and then walked to the side of the aisle.

"Hey, boss, can you give them some gifts?" A black-hooded smiling shyly, the laughter was very eerie, and the boss also smiled gloomily and said, "Okay! Show these people a firework! As he spoke, he waved his hand to the others, and these black hoods all excitedly took out a thing from their clothes, and Wang Xia saw it very clearly, it was actually a grenade!

"! Should I say that the United States really deserves to have the highest crime rate!? Terrorists carry such high-explosive grenades with them!? Wang Xia whispered directly in shock, and then said to Zhao Yingkong next to him: "How is it?" Want to act? ā€

Zhao Yingkong still said lightly: "Continue to wait." ā€

Wang Xia frowned, "What the hell are you waiting for?!" ā€

Zhao Yingkong flipped through another page at this time and said, "Li Shaochen." ā€

At this time, the black hooded boss shouted, "Hahaha! Wicked rich guys, send you to see the fireworks! As he spoke, these black hoods all unwound the safety of the grenades in their hands, threw the grenades in their hands, and threw them into the field.

"Ahh Some people can't help but scream when they see what the terrorists seem to have thrown at them.

"Whew!" And at this moment, the cold light flashed, and countless inches of iron were quickly inserted into the grenades thrown by those black hoods at a speed that is difficult for ordinary people to grasp, and just when the inch iron flew by, those grenades were not thrown into the venue, and they were forcibly brought up by these flying knives that flew upwards!

"Boom, boom!" Fortunately, the interior of the venue was as tall as a fifteen-story building, and even if it exploded, it would only hit the roof above, which had been blasted out of a large hole after the terrorists had blasted the ceiling, and in general, there were no casualties at all. It's an incredible miracle!

The black hood boss looked at this scene incredulously and asked, "Damn, what's the situation?" ā€

"I'm sorry, Mr. Criminal, please surrender." At this time, the black hood boss only felt that his neck seemed to be pressed against something that exuded cold air, and he even felt the sharpness of the thing on his neck, and he hurriedly shouted, "Who are you!?" ā€

I saw that Li Shaochen was wearing a set of white robes and a hood at this time, a strange thing, when Li Shaochen put on a hood, no one else could see Li Shaochen's appearance clearly from the side!

Before, Li Shaochen was still wearing a white casual suit, but when the terrorists appeared, he finally changed into his unchanged white robe.

After hearing the words of the black hood boss, Li Shaochen seemed to think for a while, and then replied with a smile: "You can call me Flying Knife Hero." ā€

"! Superheroes?! You're bluffing me! The black hooded boss said, his AK47 was already facing behind him from under his armpit, and then he yelled, "Die to Lao Tzu!" Then he pulled the trigger sharply, and the bullets kept shooting behind him!

"Ahhhh The screams rang out, and the black hooded boss had a hideous smile on his face, thinking, "Hmph, what superhero?" How dare you scare Lao Tzu?! And just when he was triumphant......

"Gee, cannibalism isn't good, Mr. Criminal." At this time, the black hood looked at the white-robed man who suddenly appeared in front of him again in shock, and he turned his head to look behind, and the black hood brothers not far behind him were all injured by his bullets!

"Damn it! Go to hell! When the boss of the black hood was about to raise the AK47 again and shoot a few more shots at Li Shaochen, a cold light shot out of Li Shaochen's body, and at this time, the boss of the black hood was pulling the trigger, but the gunshot did not sound from the muzzle of the gun in his hand, he looked over strangely, at this time, he saw that the AK47 in his hand was actually pierced by a flying knife!

"Well, then, please sit back and wait for the police to arrest you. Mr. Criminal. Li Shaochen smiled politely, and then, in the form of a hand knife, he quickly slashed at the back of the neck of the black hood boss, and the black hood boss fainted with black eyes.

"Boss!" Just when those black hoods saw their boss faint and were about to shoot at the hostages in their hands, Li Shaochen flicked his fingers, and ten cold rays flew out in unison, stabbing the AK47 in the hands of those terrorists at once.

Seeing that their weapons were destroyed, these black hoods glanced at each other, and immediately threw down their weapons and fled to the aisle, but Li Shaochen used to change shapes, and several afterimages appeared behind them these black hoods, and then, these black hoods were thrown by Li Shaochen one by one next to the black hood boss on the ground.

When Li Shaochen took a knife in his hand to untie the ropes on the rich guys and the hosts who were held hostage by the black hoods, Li Shaochen jumped and came to the stage, and then used his internal force to say loudly: "Everyone, the terrorists have been subdued, you don't need to worry anymore." ā€

And the hosts and the rich guys who were originally held hostage suddenly ran to Li Shaochen's side, and then looked at the black hoods who fell to the ground in a panic, and after they were sure that this was really not a dream, the middle-aged host looked at Li Shaochen with a grateful face, and said excitedly: "Thank you!" Thank you! Thank you! That one...... Throwing Knife! ā€

"Flying Knife! Throwing Knife! Throwing Knife! Throwing Knife! ā€

After the host said this sentence through the small microphone in his ear, the radio around the venue immediately echoed this sentence in all directions, and the people in the venue immediately cheered these four words.

And Li Shaochen scratched his head a little embarrassed, after all, the name just now was made up by him just now, but he didn't expect to be heard and remembered by this host......

And Wang Xia, Zhu Wen, and Zhao Yingkong, who knew the identity of the so-called 'Flying Knife Hero' very well, looked at Li Shaochen on the stage speechlessly, and Zhao Yingkong directly rolled his eyes and said: "That idiot ......"