The lobby of the office building was so quiet that Fang Yang seemed to be able to hear his own heartbeat.

As Fang Yang walked, he loaded the bullets of the police gun, carefully inserted them into the belt behind him, and came to the elevator in the dark.

Walking into the elevator, Fang Yang pressed the fourth floor where Qiaoqiao's photography studio was located, and the elevator trembled slightly and began to slowly go up. At this time, Fang Yang's mind was very calm, in his previous life, he was an extremely good ace pilot, with a particularly strong psychological quality, the more important the matter, the calmer he was.

Just like at this time, Fang Yang's hand with the gun did not tremble in the slightest.

"Ding!"

The elevator stopped steadily on the fourth floor, and Fang Yang quickly held the gun with both hands, vigilantly aiming the muzzle at the elevator door. Although Liang Wenbin was cowering in the photography studio, Fang Yang did not dare to take it lightly. The elevator doors slowly parted left and right, and there was silence in the corridor of the black hole, and Fang Yang breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

He maintained the posture of the gun, stepped out of the elevator step by step, and then quickly observed the left and right, there was no one!

Although there were no lights in the corridor, only a few "safe exit" signs flashed with faint fluorescence, but Fang Yang often came to Fang Qiao's studio in his previous life, so he was very familiar with the terrain, and he relied on his memory to approach the photography studio step by step with a gun.

One-step.

Two steps.

……

Soon Fang Yang came to the door of the studio. The two glass doors were still in the same state as when Liang Wenbin pushed them open, and the inside of the studio was still pitch black, and it was terrifyingly quiet.

Only some light came out of the crack in the door of one of the studios, and Fang Yang knew that Liang Wenbin was there. Fang Yang walked into the studio step by step, now that Fang Qiao was in Liang Wenbin's hands, and Liang Wenbin also had a gun in his hand, Fang Yang knew that the possibility of rescuing Fang Qiao was almost zero with his own strength.

Fang Yang's mind was racing rapidly, his brain was running at high speed, he had thought of countless plans since he entered the office building, but they were all ruled out by himself without exception, and now that he had come to the studio, Fang Yang still had no way. In the end, Fang Yang gritted his teeth and retreated into the corridor step by step.

He reached out and took out his trouser pocket, tore the bottom of the trouser pocket and stuffed it back again, so that this trouser pocket was equivalent to no bottom, and then Fang Yang stuffed the gun into his trouser pocket and reached out to hold it.

After doing this, Fang Yang knocked heavily on the glass door and shouted:

"Liang Wenbin! Haven't you been clamoring to see Lao Tzu? Lao Tzu is here now! ”

It was quiet in the studio, and Liang Wenbin didn't pay attention to Fang Yang. In the dark, the wooden door of the studio with a faint light looks like the mouth of a monster waiting to devour its prey.

Fang Yang waited for a few seconds, and when he saw that there was no movement, he shouted loudly:

"Liang Wenbin, why did you suddenly become dumb? If you don't speak, I'll come in! ”

“……”

"I'm really in!"

After speaking, Fang Yang walked into the studio, he didn't deliberately lower his footsteps, and walked to the door of the studio in such a grand manner. Fang Yang took a deep breath and firmly reached out and twisted the doorknob, while his other hand was still in his trouser pocket, holding the pistol tightly.

With a slight push, the door opened.

The light in the room leaked out all of a sudden, and Fang Yang saw that Liang Wenbin, who was like a great enemy, was using the set sofa as a cover, and the gun in his hand was also tightly pressed against Fang Qiao's forehead.

The studio was brightly lit, especially the set sofa where Liang Wenbin and Fang Qiao were located, which was even more of a spotlight. Just now, in order to make the camera shoot more clearly, Liang Wenbin specially strengthened the lighting in this area.

Fang Yang grinned, walked into the studio, and closed the door casually.

Liang Wenbin saw that Fang Yang really came alone, and he was secretly happy in his heart, and he was also relieved. He pointed his pistol at Fang Yang and said with a burning gaze:

"Put your hands behind your head and walk slowly!"

Hearing this, Fang Yang raised his hands and put them behind his head very cooperatively, and the gun in his pocket slipped down the trouser tube silently, Fang Yang already knew that there was a layer of carpet in the studio, coupled with the friction of the trouser legs, the speed of the pistol when it fell to the ground was not fast, and it slipped to the ground almost silently.

And this place happened to be blocked by another set, Liang Wenbin could basically only see the part above Fang Yang's belt, Fang Yang stepped forward, and gently kicked the pistol under the sofa without a trace while taking a step.

"I'm here, don't you just want to kill me? I've already sent it to the door, you can let Sister Qiao go! What is the ability to bully a woman? Fang Yang said lightly.

Fang Qiao was greatly frightened, her delicate body trembled slightly, and her whole person curled up on the sofa, and when she saw Fang Yang coming in, her heart trembled violently. She has been in contact with Liang Wenbin for so long, so she naturally knows how much Liang Wenbin hates Fang Yang. Liang Wenbin tried to rape her just now, but in fact, it was more to stimulate Fang Yang so much that he couldn't stand it and took the initiative to stand up.

After all, in this tense environment, Liang Wenbin is alone, even if he covets beauty, most of the time there will be no too strong **.

Now it seems that Liang Wenbin's strategy has been successful. Fang Yang rushed in regardless of her for her. Thinking of this, Fang Qiao's heart was filled with a trace of warmth.

Fang Yang and Fang Qiao met their eyes, Fang Yang shook his head slightly without a trace, he was signaling Fang Qiao not to speak. Fang Yang always held on to a glimmer of hope, Liang Wenbin could let Fang Qiao go, but if Liang Wenbin found out that Fang Yang and Fang Qiao had a close relationship, then Fang Qiao really had no hope of being released.

"Fang Yang, you are very seeded, but you are also very stupid!" Liang Wenbin showed a sneer and said, "I now have two hostages in my hands, and one of them is the daughter of the secretary of the provincial party committee, my personal safety depends on her, do you think I can let her out?" ”

"Are you going to break your word and get fat? What you've said before is it all a fart? Fang Yang sneered and asked.

"I'm just kidding you, so what?" Liang Wenbin sneered and said, "Only a mentally retarded idiot like you would believe my words!" ”

Seeing that Fang Yang had already walked seven or eight steps away from him, Liang Wenbin raised his pistol and shouted:

"Stand there and don't move!"

Next to the command car outside the Hongyang office building, Fang Hongda and others were staring nervously at the computer screen. Liang Wenbin did not cut off the video call, and Fang Yang happened to be within the range of the camera at this time. When Fang Yang's back appeared on the computer screen, everyone watching this scene subconsciously clenched their fists.

Fang Yang slowly stopped, a hint of sarcasm appeared at the corner of his mouth, and asked:

"Liang Wenbin, now that you have a gun in your hand, and both of us are unarmed, what are you afraid of?"

Liang Wenbin looked at Fang Yang gloomily and said slowly:

"Caution is not the same as fear. Fang Yang, I know you are very good at fighting, but no matter how good you are, can you beat the gun faster......

"Bang!"

Speaking of this, Liang Wenbin picked up his gun and shot at Fang Yang without warning. The gunshots were very loud in the closed and empty space of the studio, and Fang Qiao couldn't help but scream in surprise.

Fang Yang could only subconsciously move a little to the side, he felt as if his right thigh had been bitten, the pain was not obvious, but his right leg had no strength at all, and the whole person lost support all of a sudden, and couldn't help but kneel down on one knee.

I've been shot! A thought flashed through Fang Yang's mind.

Blood seeped out of the jeans in an instant, falling to the ground drop by drop, and under the spotlight, it was a little shockingly red.

At this time, the feeling of pain hit like a tide, Fang Yang felt that the nerves in his entire leg seemed to be a thousand times more sensitive in an instant, and every nerve terminal transmitted back a sharp pain, and the wound of the bullet was like a burning fire. Fang Yang only felt a bang in his head, and fine beads of sweat immediately appeared on his forehead.

"Fang Yang!"

When the leaders next to the command vehicle saw this scene, they all shouted out with concern. Fang Hongda has gradually lost the square inch of the feudal official, with an anxious look between his eyebrows, staring intently at the computer screen.

Fang Yang hissed and took a breath of cool air, shifted his weight to the uninjured leg, and stood up tremblingly with both hands on the sofa next to him, Fang Yang maintained the posture of a golden rooster, raised his head to look at Liang Wenbin, gritted his teeth and squeezed out a smile.

But because of the pain, the muscles on Fang Yang's face twitched slightly, so his smile looked extremely terrifying. Fang Yang says:

"Liang Wenbin, since I'm here today...... Only...... I didn't plan to go back alive, I want to kill or kill you. You...... If you're a man...... and obey it...... Promise, let Sister Qiao leave! This is our ...... The grievances between the two are ...... It has nothing to do with her! ”

Fang Qiao shouted with tears in his eyes:

"Fang Yang, stop talking, your leg is bleeding......"

Fang Yang was injured like that, still thinking about his own safety, which made Fang Qiao feel that the softest part of his heart was deeply touched, and suddenly he couldn't cry.

Fang Yang gave Fang Qiao a reassuring look, and didn't bother with the thighs that kept oozing blood, just stared at Liang Wenbin's eyes with burning eyes.

"Tut-tut! It's so impressive! Liang Wenbin laughed strangely and said, "You are about to become a dead dog, and you still think about heroes saving beauty...... To be honest, I admire you for this! ”

Fang Yang held the sofa with both hands, panting and said:

"Less nonsense! You...... You're kind of shooting me in the head! Liang Wenbin, you are such a scum, I ...... from the bottom of my heart Look down on you! You guessed it right, Liang Jiaxiang, Jia Yongjun...... Jia Dong, these people were arrested...... I arranged it all! I know you hate me, you want to ...... me Thousands of corpses are broken, but even so, you don't dare to ...... Come to me openly, but through guò's means of doing this! Right now...... I've got it all here, you...... You still hold on to Sister Qiao, could it be ...... Your mouth not only has the function of eating and talking, but it is ...... It even has the effect of farting? ”

Liang Wenbin was so angry that he picked up his pistol and aimed at the head of Fang Yang not far away, and said with a sneer:

"You think I won't dare kill you?"

"Shoot! Be accurate and give Lao Tzu a good time! Fang Yang didn't blink his eyes, staring at Liang Wenbin deadly.

Liang Wenbin stretched out his tongue and licked his upper lip, revealing a cruel smile, and slowly put his right index finger on the trigger.

"Bang!"

"Don't!"

In Fang Qiao's cry, the gun in Liang Wenbin's hand rang out