Without even snorting, the dagger in the guy's hand suddenly fell to the ground with a thud, and then his body slipped and slipped from the chair and fell to the ground!

And the terrorist who was standing by the window and smoking was immediately alarmed! He saw his companion faint suddenly, and immediately threw away the cigarette butt, and just as he had only taken two steps, old Bruce suddenly jumped up and punched him in the face!

Although the old Bruce is a little older, his old boxing is still quite a bit of the style of his youth! The punch struck the terrorist in the face, causing him to stumble, but soon, after all, it was a well-trained terrorist, and the backhand knocked Bruce over with the butt of his gun. And at the same time, I fell from the sky and rode on the head of that terrorist! My legs clamped around his neck so hard that he couldn't scream! At the same time, I took off his intercom and threw it on the ground!

The terrorist tried to lift the gun, and I struggled with my legs, twisted hard, and turned......

Click!!

With a crisp sound, his neck broke and his body went limp. I jumped on the ground and saw someone next to me screaming, so I went up and covered his mouth, and hurriedly whispered, "Quiet, shut up!!" ”

Fortunately, only two women shouted, and they also shut up in time, not too loudly.

As soon as I reached out and pulled old Bruce up on the ground, he was already looking at me with surprise on his face: "Why are you back?!" Oh, my God...... You ......"

I shrugged my shoulders, and although I didn't come back to save them, I wouldn't object if I could save them. And just as I was about to say something. Suddenly, Jessica glared at me, let out a low cry, opened her arms, hugged me, and then burst into tears.

Her body was trembling, and she was very frightened.

Although this is once recognized as Hollywood's number one sweetheart. But at this time, in this kind of place, I don't have any extra thoughts about her. Immediately grabbed her, then cautiously went over and picked up the weapons of the two terrorists, and confirmed that both of them hung up.

"There's no time to explain." I looked at Bruce Sr., "What's going on here?" How did you end up here? ”

Then, old Bruce said a few words. Sure enough, it confirmed my guess!

Lamucci really scattered more than 200 hostages to take care of them! Scattered in several rooms, each with about a few dozen people. This made it more difficult for the jǐng side to rescue.

And Yang Wei, who I care about the most......

"I'm sorry, I don't know what's going on with Miss Yang." Old Bruce thought for a moment. "However, we all know that you are not dead, and Miss Yang also knows." The last time I saw her was after you jumped out, and after the terrorists shot out the window, they came back and said you ran away. Then Miss Yang and we were separated. She was taken away by the terrorist leader and not locked up with us. ”

I frowned: "What about the passage to the lower level in this room?" ”

"It's sealed." Bruce looked at me, "They don't have welding tools like that, though." As long as we have the tools, we might be able to dig it up again! ”

I nodded, and that was to be expected. I had some tools, and a folding sapper shovel in that canvas bag. I gave it directly to old Bruce. Let him take the people here and try to re-dig the passage in the room that leads to the bottom.

"What about you?" Old Bruce looked at me.

"I'll go find Yang Wei." I exhaled.

I told them to re-block the gate and then told them, "The terrorists will definitely be in regular contact through the intercomie to see if everything is okay." Therefore, if you don't have much time, act quickly. If it is discovered. It will be difficult to escape. But hope is at your feet, and as soon as you can get downstairs, someone will answer you! ”

With that, I climbed into the ventilation duct again, and this time Jessica was still crying, not knowing whether to be scared or excited. And I looked at the others in the room, and most of them looked at me with an infinite appreciation.

Time was of the essence, and I couldn't care if they would make it away. I went through the ventilation duct to the makeshift kitchen that had exploded earlier. It's already a mess.

The only route of action for me was the ventilation ducts, because I knew that the entire floor surveillance probe was controlled by the terrorists, and the ventilation ducts in the makeshift kitchen had been blown up by the gas I had detonated earlier, so I had no choice but to make a detour in the ventilation ducts, and then changed directions and climbed down.

After a turn, the dark ventilation duct in front of me became wider and wider, and I realized...... I probably got here and climbed straight down the hall!!

I'm a little nervous! Be more cautious and don't dare to make any noise.

To my surprise, when I climbed to the ceiling of the hall and looked down through the net cover in the ventilation duct, I was surprised!!

There are no hostages in the hall! In other words, almost all of the hostages were transferred to the surrounding rooms!

And in the hall, a special live interview is going on!

In the middle of the hall, a strange metal jar about a man tall stood, apparently on the east side of the assembled area, and inside, in some transparent tubes, a semi-liquid substance of turquoise sè was quietly stored......

Lamouche stood underneath the metal canister, calmly looking at the camera.

There were three people in the interview team.

The leader is a young woman dressed in professional women's clothes, very beautiful, blonde hair and blue eyes, with a well-proportioned figure, and the temperament is also the most calm one. I could only see the side of her face...... And I only glanced at it and was sure that this woman was the ace female reporter named Phil who had just found me on the plane but didn't break it.

And at the moment, she has the microphone in her hand.

The photographer was slightly nervous. Originally, Kong Wu had a strong body, but he looked a little weak. And another man with a camera everywhere to shoot ...... My eyes lit up!

Based on my work with the FBI, Hungry knows, this guy is also an agent who has mixed in!

Lamouci was still the same, but he wore a trench coat, still held a pistol in one hand, and looked very calm—a kind of calmness in the face of death.

I was slightly surprised. The explosion-proof glass cabinets in the hall that had been holding the priceless jewels were all opened!

Presumably it was the result of the compromise between the jǐng side and them. It's just that the jewelry doesn't go unwanted. Obviously, these terrorists knew that they were dying, and no one would have any interest in such something outside of their bodies.

"Beautiful lady, I'm going to introduce you to the high cháo part of this party."

Lamouche smiled as if he were a magician ready to uncover the mystery!

"Look, TG23, a beautiful and terrifying murder weapon. Substances in a semi-liquid state. And at the bottom of this metal can is a detonating device...... You see. I don't care if you get close to it, you can even take pictures as you like...... Of course, even if you want to rush up and turn it off now, it's impossible. Lamouche looked at the female reporter named Phil.

"Why?" Phil looked at Lamouche. She didn't seem to be a little afraid: "Aren't you afraid that one of us will get in and take advantage of the mechanism to subdue you, and then disarm this detonating device?" ”

"No, I'm not afraid." Lamouci looked at Phil: "Beautiful lady, I think I know you. I remember when you were in the Middle East, you worked as a war correspondent. There are few ladies who are so beautiful and courageous. ”

"Thank you for the compliment. But I still want to know the answer to my question. Phil smiled silently.

Lamouche nodded, and then he suddenly lifted his shirt, revealing his own chest......

What made my heart twitch was his heart. Obviously, there was a scar left after the surgery! And that scar is red, apparently from not so long ago!

"My detonator is remote-controlled. The way to detonate it was was my heartbeat sense! Lamouche smiled. Pointing to his own heart: "There's a sensor here, sensing my heartbeat. Originally, I wanted to put it on my wrist to sense the pulse, but it was too dangerous and easy to lose...... Therefore, it is safer to store it 'close-fitting'. ”

Now looking at the smile of this madman, I can't help but have a taste of horror: "You see, this sensor can send my heartbeat frequency to the detonator below, and once my heartbeat is reduced to an amplitude, then, this detonator will be activated, and within thirty minutes, it will ...... Bang!! He made a gesture.

I noticed that the cameraman's legs were shaking. And Phil remained calm: "So, how do you control your heartbeat?" I mean......"

"The way to control it is my death!" Lamouche looked at the camera: "You can send this uncut out!" If I notice that the situation has changed, or that my actions have failed, then I will not hesitate to end my life! Can I shoot myself...... And then everyone around me is going to give me a funeral!! If someone tries to subdue me, then I still have a fast-acting poison solution in my mouth, as long as I bite it...... Then within ten seconds, I would be dead, and once my heart rate decreased...... The consequences, you know. ”

Phil was a little moved: "In other words, the jǐng side can't subdue you...... Even if they don't capture you head-on, but try to use some anesthetic weapons......"

"The use of an anesthetic weapon will lower the heartbeat of the anesthetized person...... And the magnitude of the reduction is exactly in line with the criteria I set for detonating this device. Lamuchi said coldly: "So, if you want to dismantle this thing, unless I want to, no one can catch me." ”

I couldn't help but feel my scalp tingle.

This guy is doing such a great job!

You can't kill him, because as soon as he dies, the gas explodes!

Can't catch him, because he's sure to kill himself!!

Anaesthesia is also not possible because anesthesia can lower the heartbeat......

Depend on!