Hanabi looked at the black smoke rising from the building opposite, and his mind was a little empty.

Just exploded?

A few minutes ago, the voice of the leading clown mask sounded in his headset.

Following his instructions, Hanabi found the remote control hidden in a corner of this rooftop.

He pressed the button.

Before he pressed the button, he had heard Wang Doudou's strange accent not far away, and he recognized the location of the conference room.

He had been scolded many times by the department manager in it before.

Now he can see many familiar faces on the electronic screen, including the HR director who called him a few days ago and told him that he could get out of the house because of his long-term absenteeism.

Very good.

He said this to himself before pressing the button.

He thought he could see the splattering of flesh and blood.

But no.

He was a little disappointed.

In the past, although he hated being a little kind of with people, hated the heavy masks they carried, and hated the air of the city.

But he was at least a little afraid, of course, to put it mildly, his conscience.

Now he wanted them to die.

Since when?

Brutal, cold-blooded, without any mercy for being born.

Maybe that's what I am.

Hanabi turned and leaned against the wall of the rooftop, breathing in the air above the city, his hand gripping another, more complex remote control.

Freely.

Is this freedom?

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The police finally arrived late at the ten-minute deadline.

But it was not Huang Shaotian who should have belonged to the group that first got the news.

Or rather, this was not their original purpose.

The scene was quickly cordoned off, including under large electronic screens in the shopping plaza.

The Idlers and the others were cleaned up, including the bloodthirsty shark-like media.

"Sir Li, is there any news within the police about this terrorist attack?"

“…… Are the police confident that this crisis will be resolved? ”

"I only ask one question, and I ...... one question"

"You have no right to do this......"

"After this incident, Hong Kong's title as the world's safest city is not ......"

……

In the extremely chaotic scene, after confirming the situation, the follow-up forces of the police also arrived one after another, and began to fully control the entire situation.

The Xingye Building, where the incident occurred, was surrounded by all kinds of long guns and short cannons, of course, this time, it was really long guns and short cannons.

Snipers began to quickly search for the best sniper position in the vicinity, and negotiators began to arrive one after another.

Yi Qiē just waited for the silly-looking man on the big electronic screen to continue.

"Very good, very good, I see your sincerity, and now we can talk about business, but don't act rashly, otherwise, I can't guarantee that the bomb will not fail."

Wang Doudou repeated the words in the headset with a blank face, using his distinctive accent.

He suddenly remembered the blind man who had drawn him into this series of events in the first place.

Maybe he'll have a way?

But there is no news on the mobile phone for a long time, did he give up too?

"My request is ......"

Wang Doudou read the words of the man in the headset, and felt that his whole person was sinking down.

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Zeng Jingheng's whole person is also constantly sinking.

Before the police arrived.

He finally caught the overly nimble rabbit-like clown man.

His neck was strangled by Zeng Jingheng, and his wrist with a knife was clamped by the Dark Serpent.

He didn't even have the strength to struggle, he just kept getting in and out.

"Hopeless?" Zeng Jingheng's whole body exuded a strong aura of darkness.

This clown man with a throwing knife finally paid a heavy enough price for his light enemy.

"I can cut your throat at any time." Zeng Jingheng said again.

The clown man's breathing accelerated instantly, and the eyes hidden behind the clown mask stared at Zeng Jingheng, but he still didn't speak.

"You don't believe me?" Zeng Jingheng exerted his force suddenly, and the huge force was transmitted from his palm to the clown man's neck, close to his whole body.

His suffocating whole body convulsed.

"You ......" Finally, he accepted his fate.

Zeng Jingheng let go of his hand a little and motioned for him to speak.

"You don't have a chance."

Well, damn it.

Zeng Jingheng exerted his strength again.

This time, even the Dark Serpent that was restraining him was also forced.

His whole body was already beating unconsciously.

"You have one last chance." Although Zeng Jingheng was extremely calm in his mouth, his heart was already turbulent.

The police have arrived.

The situation upstairs has become a tiger, and I can't save the scene if I go up again.

And the most important thing now is not Wang Doudou upstairs, but other LJ members who don't know life and death.

This time they were calculated to death.

If it weren't for Zeng Jingheng's strong strength, he would have killed this flying knife man.

The consequences are unimaginable.

"You...... Think, know what? Under the double pain, the flying knife man finally gave in.

"Where's your boss?" Zeng Jingheng did not have the pride of the bed

It's better to surround Wei to save Zhao and smash Huanglong.

At this point, Zeng Jingheng's mind is still very clear.

The "......" knife man was silent for a moment.

The police who had entered the scene had already begun to move closer to this side, and the sound of dense footsteps came from all directions.

"Do you think you have a chance?" Zeng Jingheng saw through his thoughts almost at a glance.

"I can take you to him." The knife man finally chose the safest and, at the same time, the smartest approach.

Moreover, there is also a hidden killing machine.

In this way, it is impossible for Zeng Jingheng to kill him now, not only does he have a chance to escape death, but he may also calculate Zeng Jingheng in turn.

This is another conspiracy.

It's up to you to see if you dare to step in.

"You think I wouldn't dare?" Zeng Jingheng laughed, and now he was desperate.

Moreover, he is very confident in his own strength.

"Okay." The knife man laughed too, not knowing if he was laughing at his escape, or if he was laughing at something else.

"Wait a minute." Zeng Jingheng seemed to remember something at this time, "Before that, let me take a look at what is behind your mask." ”

As he spoke, he uncovered the knife man's, the clown mask.

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