Seeing that Yang Qing was about to leave his side, Wang Fugui thought of something and reacted, and pulled Yang Qing over and strangled Yang Qing's neck.

Yang Qing was taken aback, and before he could make any extra movements, he was caught, his neck was strangled and it was difficult to breathe, his little face was flushed, and he was holding this fat hand, trying to break free from the restraints, but it had no effect.

Wang Fugui didn't care about Yang Qing's feelings, strangled it, took out a pistol from his pocket with his right hand, opened the safety and loaded it, and quickly pointed the gun at Yang Qing's temple in one go.

At the same time, he shouted loudly: "Don't move, or I'll jump on him with a shot." ”

And the two people around him were not slow to react, took out their pistols, opened the safety and loaded them, and pointed at a few people who looked like bosses.

And this happened only a few seconds, and it was too late to point the gun at these men.

"Put down the gun!" Zhang Zhe drank.

"Huh! If you shoot, I'll shoot him, I hate it when someone puts a gun in my head, and if I get excited, I can't guarantee the safety of the hostage, let us out first, make sure the hostage is okay, and then I'll let him go. Wang Fugui said in a tough tone.

Now he is seeking wealth and danger, life and death are in the sky, and he gambles that they will not dare to shoot.

If they really dare to shoot, he will kill this person directly, and he can still take one person away before he dies, if it is okay, he will not really let the hostages go as he said, as for how to deal with it, it depends on his mood.

Yang Qing was strangled by Wang Fugui's neck, especially just now, he couldn't breathe, coughed hard, and tears couldn't help but flow out, looking like a poor Lori was strangled by a fierce fat uncle.

Especially when Wang Fugui spoke just now, the strength in his hand increased a little, making him feel even more difficult to breathe.

Zhang Zijian pressed Zhang Zhe's gun with his hand to calm him down, and at the same time put the gun away, signaling that he was harmless.

He said in a calm tone: "Brother, relax, if you have something to say, we can talk about what conditions you want." ”

At this time, a police light flashed outside the warehouse door, and Zhang Zijian was attracting Wang Fugui's attention.

Wang Fugui pulled Yang Qing and walked slowly to the back, as if he wanted to use Yang Qing to block his fat body.

The three of them had quietly disappeared on the field, and no one noticed the disappearance of Wang Feng, Li Hua and Cui Cheng, and everyone looked nervously at the two sides of the confrontation.

Although Wang Fugui was sure that they didn't dare to shoot, he didn't dare to relax in the slightest, and he was relieved to see Zhang Zijian put away the gun, and his hand was a little looser.

This relieved Yang Qing from the shadow of death, coughed a few times, gasped a few times, and his little face was a little pale, although he knew that the fat man and the two fierce people had no bullets in their guns, but the whole person was still a little scared.

The police lights outside the warehouse had been turned off, and it was so quiet that it seemed that no one had come.

Zhang Youwei's communicator sounded at the same time: "The Fifth Brigade is already in place, I am Team Liu of the Fifth Brigade, now please report the situation inside to facilitate our actions." ”

Zhang Youwei left the crowd, walked to the corner, and reported in a low voice: "The situation is a little bad, there are three robbers inside who have pistols, it seems to be imitation 92 pistols, there are bullets in the other party's gun, I am negotiating with it, I hope to arrange snipers as soon as possible, ready to snipe at any time." ”

At the same time, he also explained the situation of several other people inside, and at this time he also found that there were a few people missing from the scene, and he also explained to the captain of the fifth brigade.

"It's likely that they sneaked away while you were on the lookout for the trafficker, and how they did so can only be known after the scene is confirmed."

"Okay, the sniper has been arranged, see the three people, try to calm the emotions of the traffickers."

Outside the warehouse, there were eight cars marked with special police officers, and more than 30 special police officers were either clinging to the door, some with riot shields or sniper rifles, waiting for the captain to give orders.