Although the voice was still crisp, the bear couldn't help but feel fear. How can it be? It's just a little girl who has been captured by herself......

However, these four words have become the last four words that the bear heard in his life.

With a slight light in her hand, the little girl disappeared at some point, but the bear's chest was followed by a slight pain like a pinprick. In his sight, the string of sugar gourds in the little girl's hand was pressing against his chest, and then, the huge body smashed backwards, as if his mind had stopped, and the scene in front of him changed like a slide. The sound of glass shattering and the exclamation of someone who didn't know who came to my ears came into view, followed by a blue sky with a few clouds floating around. The back of his head sank, and the bear seemed to be able to clearly feel the sound of blood flowing out, bubbling like a fountain.

It seems like a long time, and it seems like it's just a moment, time seems to stand still, countless scenes flow like a kaleidoscope in front of me, and the bear clearly sees the hours of playing, training and killing when he grows up, and then the scene in front of him gradually tends to darken. It turns out that before people die, they can really see the memories of this life...... This is the last thought of the bear in his life.

The police outside have surrounded the building, and are methodically monitoring the building. I just suddenly saw the glass on the fourth floor shattered, and then a huge body fell straight out of it, and then tilted its head and the back of its head fell on the concrete floor, not knowing whether it was dead or alive without saying a word. The loudspeaker that was playing inside was stopped instantly, and the scene was terrifying for a while.

Is it the murderous criminals who are killing hostages? The person in charge of the scene waved his hand backwards with a frosty face, and two police officers quickly stepped forward, and several people in the ambulance that were already in place behind him also ran down. The two police officers quickly ran to the man's side, but they looked at each other for a while: this man was wearing a mask on his head and a pistol bulging from his waist, and he was clearly a member of the bandits in the building, what was the situation? Is there infighting or has your SWAT raided you? With the medical staff who followed, the two helped carry the man away, and then examined him carefully.

Death was almost confirmed, but the fatal wound was not a bleeding wound in the back of the head, but in the chest. I don't know how hard this person was bombarded, and his entire rib cage had been shattered. When the shirt is unbuttoned, the obvious wound is only a dot that looks no bigger than the tip of a pen. Both of them have been veterans for many years, but they have never seen such strange injuries. It's just that before going to the police this time, the above had repeatedly warned that no matter what they saw, they would not ask too much, and the two could only keep their doubts in their stomachs and return to the command office with their doubts to report.

"The death has been confirmed, and the deceased should be one of the bandits." After a brief report, I couldn't help the curiosity in my heart and asked, "Did our people raid in?" ”

The person in charge shook his head and was about to say something, when an unbelievable voice came from the walkie-talkie in his hand, coming from a sniper who was facing a building on the fourth floor: "The person who fell down is ...... It seems to have been pushed down by a little girl. Then, with a hint of creepiness in her voice, "She was still smiling at me casually, like a devil...... Blood-like eyes, she must have seen me! …… But it can't be! What are we involved in this time? Rao is a sniper who has always paid attention to the collapse of Mount Tai in front of him and does not change color, and his voice is also a little trembling at this time.

The person in charge sighed, and with his authority, he knew a little what was going on, so he had to comfort the young sniper, and only after he calmed down did he order: "Continue to observe, pay attention to the safety of the little girl just now, she is an important person in Sakurajima." If necessary, it is permissible to shoot without a request! ”

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On the fourth floor, Bingtang, who still looked unhappy, had no sense of killing at all, carefully picked up a large mirror fragment from the ground, and was still very dissatisfied with the photo, so he threw it out casually and cast an illusion on his face again. Looking left and right, no one seemed to notice what was happening here because of the background music and the noise of the children. Bingtang pursed his lips and muttered in a low voice as he walked: "Where did the bell go, why is it more disobedient than me......"

On the third floor, a well-spoken militant was leaning on the simple defense of the elevator counter, and was already spitting with the police negotiators. There was a bang outside, which made the police dumb for a while, as if something had happened. Several militants, who had been watching the embarrassment of the police, felt that something was wrong and were about to send someone to take a look, when the panicked shouts of an accomplice on patrol came from behind them.

"No...... Oh no! Boss, boss is dead! Me, I just saw it through the window...... The head fell to the ground and the head was broken! The voice was panicked, with a bit of cracking and crying.

For a while, both the bandits and the police were shocked by the news. The sound of the gun opening the safety sounded, and the atmosphere at the scene suddenly became very tense. One of the militants, who seemed to be in a relatively high position, gave a calm shout, and then pulled the accomplice who ran over to the side, and could not hide the horror on his face after careful questioning. calmed down, he picked up the walkie-talkie on his waist with some trembling:

"This is A2, the leader has been killed, be careful on the fourth floor, there may be a strip mixed in. Now I, in the name of the interim command, announce the implementation of the standby plan! Shrink your defenses, take the children on the fourth floor as the main hostages, pick a few at random and throw them down, warn the damn guys outside, and tell them we don't mind killing! On the third floor, we gave up and tried our best to kill the strips that got in! I will continue to negotiate with the strips and will ask them for bulletproof vehicles. With those children in their hands, I am not afraid that they will not throw a mouse bogey, and the brothers do not have to worry about safety! ”

On the fourth floor, three militants were watching over the crying children, distraught. The walkie-talkie on the waist rang, and several people hurriedly picked it up, and then they heard the terrifying news above. Subsequently, the expressions of several people were shocked and a little hesitant - after all, they were not professional killers, and they were really unwilling to do such a thing as killing a few children.

It's just that after all, they are also characters who lick blood from the knife edge, and after a little hesitation, they decided to act according to their words. As he was looking around to pick his prey, there was a jingle in a bouncy castle next to him, and then a girl of about fourteen years old ran out of it with a grin, her face stained with oil paint somewhere, and she looked like a little cat.

Subconsciously, the muzzles of the guns in the hands of the three of them were pointed over. The girl grinned and held her fingers and meowed indistinctly: "This thing bell seems to have seen a meow on TV...... It's a gun, right? Looks like a fun meow? ”