Chapter Forty-Nine: One Survivor
"Hey, I'm here." Zheng Xiaotian dialed the phone and said.
"See." Said on the other end of the phone.
Suddenly, Zheng Xiaotian became alert. See? How does the other party know that it is him?
"You don't have to look around, it's you, the one in the BMW."
"How do you know it's mine?" Zheng Xiaotian was curious and asked.
"The registrant of the car is Lin Ziyan, and you know it's you when you look at the license plate number. Well, that's not the point. The other end of the phone paused and said, "I wondered, can you fit 100 million yuan with such a small car?" ā
"Hah!" Zheng Xiaotian smiled and said, "All I brought are large-denomination banknotes." ā
There was a pause on the other end of the line. He searched for the largest denomination of 5,000 Hong Kong dollars, 500,000 for one volume, and 100 million for 200 volumes. According to the exchange rate, more than 200 volumes are 100 million yuan, but it is not much.
The main thing is that the man on the other end of the phone doesn't think of a person who can play any tricks with him. Moreover, their side is already well prepared, and they are not afraid of each other at all.
"Okay, you get out of the car and go straight with the money. There's a tower right in front of you, walk in, drop the money, and you'll be able to take the person away. At this point, the phone hung up.
Zheng Xiaotian looked at the phone that had been hung up, he shook his head, and then received the phone to his body.
Snap twice. Zheng Xiaotian closed the car door, carried a bag of money, and walked towards a tall tower in front of him according to the other party's request.
At present, the situation that Zheng Xiaotian is facing can be said to be quite unfavorable for him. The tower has five floors, from the second road to the fifth floor to the roof, all of which can be filled with snipers. On his side, there is no place to hide. If it were any other person facing the current situation, it would not be able to play any tricks.
"Young Master, at least five or more heavy weapons have been detected targeting you. Moreover, a high-explosive weapon was also detected. "The housekeeping system is activated.
"Are these weapons a threat to you?" Zheng Xiaotian asked.
"Heavy weapons are not much of a threat to me. High-explosive weapons are a small threat to me. Therefore, when I mention yƬ when necessary, I still nip high-explosive weapons in the bud. The housekeeper said.
"Well, if there is a war in a while, focus on monitoring high-explosive weapons." Zheng Xiaotian said.
Zheng Xiaotian thinks so, high-explosive weapons, isn't that just rockets, grenades? If you say, as soon as you enter, you will directly detonate these. Go, and then the tower will collapse. When the time comes, everyone will be dead. He didn't believe that the hostages were here, and if he gave money, the other party would release the hostages. But he firmly believes that if the money is not in hand, the other party will not do anything to Lin Ziyan. Therefore, he will keep his mouth alive.
Zheng Xiaotian slowly walked into the five-story tower.
Peaceful, so quiet that you can't even hear the slightest movement.
A man walked out slowly. He held a submachine gun in his hand and aimed it at Zheng Xiaotian. As he walked, he said, "Boy, don't move, now, I'm going to inspect the goods." ā
"Inspection!" Zheng Xiaotian turned his head to look at the other party and smiled.
The man looked at Zheng Xiaotian's smile and always felt that Nima was a little too relaxed? Could it be that Nima can't see that the submachine gun is now aimed at you? Could it be that Nima is the first to be the submachine gun?
The man shook his head, shook off those messy thoughts, and slowly walked in front of Zheng Xiaotian.
With one hand, the man opened the bag on the ground. At this moment, his eyes were straight. Yes, he saw the money, but he didn't know which bank's currency it was. Unexpectedly, it turned out to be 10,000 denominations. Japanese Won or Korean Won?
"I'll go!"
Burst!
Zheng Xiaotian moved. In an instant, a knife appeared in his palm and slashed the man's neck.
Why does the man want me to go? At the last moment, he saw a few big words in the Bank of the Underworld. Nima, this is the Stygian Coin.
Da-da-da-da. In all directions, the muzzle of the gun was already aimed, and suddenly the gun was fired.
"Armor activated." Zheng Xiaotian drank.
Head, body, arms, legs. The armor immediately emerged and wrapped Zheng Xiaotian's whole person in it. Immediately, the sound of tinkling and clinking bullets and being bounced away was endless.
", what is this?" One man was stunned. He hurriedly picked up the walkie-talkie in the palm of his hand, and then he was about to report the information here.
Burst!
A small hole was shot through the man's forehead. It was a hole that had been shot through, and from inside the hole you could even see the wall behind it.
Da-da-da-da!
Zheng Xiaotian raised his hands, and the submachine guns above his hands began to fire. He's attacking with a target.
Bunkers, which are difficult to break. It's just that it's hard. A few more bullets, too, pierced.
Zheng Xiaotian paid the price of 20% of the bullets, and in the end, he successfully killed six of the seven ambushers.
"Young Master, intercept the signal that is about to be sent! The content is, we were ambushed. ā
"Well done!" Zheng Xiaotian said: "Lock the signal source and find out the last thing for me." ā
"Young master, the first time I locked the other party and tracked it. There's good news and bad news for you. ā
"Don't talk nonsense, just go along." Zheng Xiaotian said.
"The good news is that I found the other person. The bad news is that the other side is surrounded by high-explosive shells. The safest way is to detonate the high-explosive bomb now. I don't build yƬ you lean forward. The housekeeper said: "Because, once the high-explosive bombs are all combined, the impact force will pose a big threat to the armor." ā
"Rendu Nima is dead, and this is the only one left, no matter what, I have to go up and take a look." Zheng Xiaotian said.
Zheng Xiaotian walked step by step towards the fifth floor. In the middle of this march, his body and armor had been completely disintegrated under his orders.
2nd floor, 3rd floor, 4th floor, 5th floor.
Zheng Xiaotian stepped up and stood on the attic on the fifth floor. He looked around, and in front of him, there were several mountain cannons aimed at his side, and there was a man crouching with a bazooka on his shoulder. It seems that there is a sense of Armageddon in it. However, the other party's trembling fingers had betrayed his affection.
"I just wanted to talk to you." Zheng Xiaotian spread his hands, shrugged his shoulders and said, "Look, I'm so sincere, my armor has been taken off." Actually, am I afraid of you? I'm not afraid of you, am I? ā
Men, the pressure is multiplied.