Fatumah killed three people in a row, but Muhammad still did not appear, he smiled and stopped the killing: "It seems that Muhammad is not among you, congratulations, you are free, so that for the convenience of management, the Americans and the British will come to the left, and the rest of the countries will go to the right, rest assured that we will not hurt you!" ”

Fifth floor

After the militants sent a batch of hostages, they began to search the remaining rooms one by one, but due to insufficient manpower, the inspection was not very careful.

Matthews and the others sat in various corners of the room, and a SIS agent hid behind the door with a bath towel rolled into a rope.

The door was gently opened, and an armed man slowly walked into the room with a gun in his hand, followed by a man to cover him.

The SIS agent wrapped a bath towel around the militant's gun, took a step forward, and put one hand on the militant's neck and twisted it hard, only to hear a crisp bone cracking sound, and the militant fell to the ground limply.

Before he could pick up the weapon that the militant had dropped on the ground, the armed man in charge of covering behind him pulled the trigger directly on the SIS agent, and more than a dozen blood holes appeared on the SIS agent's body, and he slowly fell.

After the armed men had eliminated him, they slowly approached the house and shouted twice outside, and immediately two more armed men surrounded him.

"Drop the thunder, drop the thunder!"

Upon hearing the advice of his companions, the militants took out a grenade from their bodies and threw it into the house.

"Grenades!"

Tom saw the grenade that had been thrown in his footsteps and let out a loud foot, and in some panic, he picked up the grenade on the ground and threw it outside the door.

As soon as he got up from his hiding position, the armed men hiding in the doorway had already fired, these armed men were obviously well-trained men, and their marksmanship was not bad, and only four shots were fired and one shot directly into Tom's head.

Tom's head was cut with a bloody hole, and the grenade in his hand fell weakly, exploding in the room.

The grenade that was detonated in the room exploded with great lethality, and the SIS agents and CIA personnel who were hiding in various corners were injured to varying degrees.

Three armed men slowly walked in from outside the house.

The door not far away was quietly opened, Materazzi took the lead, and Lin Qing slowly walked out of the house at the end.

"Let's take a look!"

Materazzi witnessed the last of the militants enter the house, and with a gesture, several people slowly followed, careful not to make a sound, but fortunately the floor of the hotel was carpeted, otherwise the sound of leather shoes on the feet of the three could be heard dozens of meters away.

The three armed men in the house walked into the house, and the gunshots kept coming, and the armed men fired at the agents of the house who had some of their limbs exposed, and the death of one of them made them extra cautious.

"Head, there are three people in it, what should I do?"

Lin Qing made a neck-cutting gesture at Materazzi: "Kill two, leave one!" ”

"No problem!"

Hebrew, Abt and the two hit the head and rushed straight in, the WeChat submachine gun in their hands was like a rifle shot, a few slight gunshots, two militants were killed, and one was lying on the ground with a shoulder wound.

Materazzi walked up, made two more shots in the arm of the wounded militant, squatted down and picked up the grenade he had just touched in his hand, weighed it twice and put it in his pocket, the disabled terrorist still tried to resist, the only leg that could move wanted to kick Materazzi hard, Lin Qing frowned and shot him in the head, and couldn't help but start worrying in his heart, he encountered a group of bandits, and he didn't care about life and death.

"Head, what are they going to do?" After the terrorists were dealt with, movement came from all corners of the house.

There were several agents in the room who survived, and after hearing different gunshots, they came out of the corner of the room, enduring the pain.

Lin Qing looked at them and picked up an AK47 from the ground: "Are you following me?" ”

Matthews injured his shoulder and shook his head with his hand over the wound: "No, we're just ordinary tourists!" ”

Lin Qing looked at the environment in the house: "Ordinary tourists need these, signal receivers, processors, oh there is a terrorist here who has his neck broken, tsk, if all tourists are so powerful, then these terrorists will have no way to live!" I saved you, you better tell me the truth! ”

Truss walked out a little embarrassed: "Dude, I think you misunderstood, we are really just tourists, really, we are here to travel to Mumbai, we are engaged in IT, so these are our jobs!" ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the AK47 in Lin Qing's hand had already pulled the trigger, and the gunshots rang out in the room again.

Several surviving SIS agents and Truss collapsed in pools of blood with puzzled expressions.

Materazzi just wanted to reinforce, Lin Qing stopped his movements, picked up an AK47 from the ground and handed it to him: "With this, they were killed by terrorists!" Isn't it? ”

Hebrew and Abt immediately understood, picking up AK47s from the ground and putting rifles on the heads of the agents who were in the end.

"Check carefully, I don't want there to be any living people in this house, these people don't know who sent me to spy on me, I didn't know what to do with them, now it's okay, thanks to these terrorists, they came in time!"

Lin Qing walked around the room, found a fairly clean sofa and went down, lowering his head and enduring his discomfort.

He looked very chic when he killed people just now, but after the killing, he still couldn't stand the hellish situation in the house.

The people he killed before were all those who wanted to kill him, and the first time he killed an unrelated person, he couldn't accept it psychologically: "They must die, otherwise they will find out what is wrong, and it will be me who will die!" ”

Lin Qing kept telling himself psychologically, these people deserve to die, these people deserve to die.

After self-hypnotizing for a while, the guilt slowly disappeared, Lin Qing breathed a long sigh of relief, and raised his head only to see Materazzi and the three of them leaning against the door chatting, and Hebrew's shoulder was bandaged with a simple step.

"What's going on?"

"There's a guy in the house, who has good skills, and he was cut by a knife!"

Lin Qing nodded, these people are all CIA people, if he doesn't have any skills, he feels a little strange.

"Take me to see it!"

Materazzi pushed open the door, and next to the closet lay a white man with a bullet hole in his head, red and white.

Lin Qing walked to the side of the white man's corpse, slowly squatted down and picked up the knife in his hand: "Next time, you must be careful, don't leave any evidence, if this knife is taken for testing, you can't escape the identity of a terrorist in Hebrew!" ”

Lin Qing folded the knife and put it in his pocket, and left the room quickly.

The entire fifth floor was now empty, and there was nothing alive except for the corpses of several civilians lying on the ground.

"Check to see if there's anyone alive, I feel like these militants are looking for something important!"

Lin Qing already knew that these terrorists were looking for a man named Muhammad, and a tiny probe he left in the bar transmitted everything that happened in the hall to Lin Qing's computer.

"Okay, head! But what do we do next? Fight with these terrorists? But we don't know that there are quite a lot of them, and we may not be opponents! ”

Shaking his head, Lin Qing looked out the window: "Don't worry so much, find a way to find the person the terrorists want to find, other things are what the police should do!" ”