This handsome man is naturally Hua Qingyi, who is ready to pretend to be Xiao Rin, as soon as he comes in, he sees the four robbers sitting behind the man at the conference table who are armed with submachine guns preparing to shoot, quite consistent, and quite fast, and the moment Hua Qingyi flies to dodge, the gunshot rang out.

The rapid and dull sound of gunfire rang out in the small space of the conference room, which frightened the timid hostages into screaming, and even worse, fainting directly.

The bullets swept in rows, and they were only one line away from catching up with Hua Qingyi's afterimage, but Hua Qingyi's body was too fast, and in the vision of ordinary people, they all felt that the figure seemed to be faster than the bullet, of course, in the eyes of insiders, it was not that Hua Qingyi's speed was faster than the bullet, but faster than those who shot.

The gun is dead, the person is alive, and if the gun wants to shoot a bullet, it must pull the trigger before it can be shot, and Hua Qingyi saw clearly that the moment the other party was about to pull the trigger, the muzzle of the gun was aimed at dodge.

"Damn, this is too ruthless!" Hua Qingyi was so frightened that his liver jumped, if he had slackened up in the past two years, this row of bullets would have been able to beat him into a sieve, fortunately, the reaction was fast enough, more than a step faster than when he left the dragon soul, otherwise, with the marksmanship of those masters, he would definitely be able to shoot himself into a sieve.

Fortunately, the screen was quite solid, and the bullet did not penetrate the screen, allowing Hua Qingyi to pick up a small life. Hua Qingyi regretted it a little now, he didn't expect it to be so dangerous, as soon as he came in, he didn't say a word, and the four submachine guns shot at him, which was too tricky.

The gunfire stopped, and the sound of clapping came out, and then I heard a not very pure Chinese Mandarin: "Yes, yes, I have the strength to arrange such a game thousands of miles away!" ”

"Damn, I'm better than I am!" Hua Qingyi thought in his heart, this is too pretending, is his kung fu body just good in the eyes of others?

"Med, come out, you don't have a choice!" There was a crazy look in the eyes of the Middle Eastern gentleman, and after two years, countless imaginary pictures finally appeared in front of his eyes.

"Why should I go out?" Hua Qingyi said loudly.

"Just with Murong Lengyue in my hands, isn't that enough?" The Middle Eastern gentleman got up slowly, and then glanced at Murong Lengyue, but he felt a little strange, at this time, Murong Lengyue's expression seemed to be a little excited, even in the face of his appearance, there was no such excitement.

"No, how could it be him? How did he end up here? I'm dreaming, I'm dreaming! Murong Lengyue didn't see Hua Qingyi's face clearly, but when she heard the Middle Eastern gentleman call the person who had just come in, a certain root buried in her heart was touched.

And when Hua Qingyi's voice sounded, Murong Lengyue knew that this was not a real military doctor, because the business of a real military doctor would never be so clear, and the voice of the military doctor was very magnetic, and even a little hoarse.

"Murong Lengyue? Do you think I came in to change Murong Lengyue? Then you are wrong, very wrong! Hua Qingyi thought about it and decided to take a risk, and also to provide Xiao Rin with time.

"Really? Isn't it said that the dragon soul is the patron saint of Huaxia, could it be that you, as the patron saint, watched the objects you protect die one by one? "The Middle Eastern gentleman seems to have seized on the weakness of the military doctor hiding behind the screen.

"It's true that the dragon soul is the patron saint of Huaxia, but this patron saint must have a life to be the patron saint, you really think I am a fool? Eight guns at me, let me go out and die myself? Hua Qingyi continued to fight with the Middle Eastern gentleman.

"Are you trying to delay time? It's useless, now that you're in here, do you think I can still let you go? The cold voice of the Middle Eastern gentleman sounded, and he continued: "Since you think you are not an idiot, then, Garris, let's see if the military doctor of the Dragon Soul can really bear to let these hostages be killed by us one by one!" ”

Gallis, who was behind him, heard the gentleman say this, and his eyes looked at the senior bank official sitting on the other side, and without hesitation, he raised his gun, ready to shoot the senior bank official.

At this time, seeing the robber raise a gun at him, Lian Zhi, who was already extremely nervous, wanted to shout for help at this time, but found that his vocal cords seemed to be unable to make a sound, his head was blank, his pupils were wide open, and his throat made a dull sound of gurgling.

"Dada!"

Garris didn't give Lian Zhiji much time, and directly pulled the trigger, and the bullet immediately pierced his head, and the blood stained the conference table red.

From the time the Middle Eastern gentleman gave the order to the time Garris shot him, it definitely didn't take more than two seconds, and the others couldn't react at all, thinking that the attitude of the Middle Eastern gentleman towards them just now was not bad, and they didn't expect that in the next second, it would be a fresh life that disappeared in front of their eyes.

"Ah......" Then, a frightened cry came one after another, and the hostages present woke up from the shock, just subconsciously screamed, and then covered their mouths tightly, for fear that the screams would bring death to themselves.

Wu Shuang was also in the hostage group, watching Lian Zhisu being shot, but he was powerless as a special policeman, and a sense of powerlessness rose in his heart, and Qin Lan, who was beside Wu Shuang, was already stunned at this time, and when he came back to his senses and was about to scream, he was covered by Wu Shuang's mouth.

The Middle Eastern gentleman glanced at the group of hostages lightly, and everywhere his eyes went, they all lowered their heads, and no one dared to look at the Middle Eastern gentleman, as if seeing the eyes of the Middle Eastern gentleman would bring him death.

The Middle Eastern gentleman is very satisfied with the current situation, everything is under control, as long as Murong Lengyue does not die, the others present do not have to worry so much.

A chill rose in Hua Qingyi's heart, he didn't expect the Middle Eastern gentleman to be so resolute and decisive, and to be so ruthless, the two gunshots and a scream just now, there was already a person dead inside.

To go out or not to come out? Hua Qingyi was entangled, but he didn't expect to encounter a more ruthless one.

"Why, are you still reluctant to come out? I promise you, after you come out, we will have a fair showdown, and how you killed my brother, I will kill you in the same way! The Middle Eastern gentleman's tone became more and more gloomy, especially when his brother was mentioned, as if ice had fallen from the sky, and the hostages could even feel the coldness of their bodies.

"Kill one in ten seconds, and if you don't come out again, I'd like to see if you'll come out before I kill these people!"