Chapter 124: Blackmailer

Why wait to be a little irritable, the Citigroup police are late.

A huge pillar of light shot from the fire truck on the ground to the wall of Zhongfu Building, shaking so dizzy, why bother when he was about to shoot the light source, the gunshot rang out.

"Bang bang bang...."Hans's gunmen opened fire, which blew the lights and hit several hapless cops standing next to the fire truck.

The police officers who were still posing and waiting for the reporters to take pictures of themselves were so frightened that they squatted down and hid behind the vehicles in embarrassment, but it was the reporters who were so awesome that they shot at the red light on the building.

Why bother to turn the 'detection technique' to the extreme, and find that these policemen downstairs only blocked the front and back doors of the building, but the iron fences on the left and right sides did not send people to ambush, do they think that the robbers will not be able to cross the iron fence that is less than one meter high?

Why bother feeling that these stupid cops are unreliable, it is better to make the man in the camisole reliable.

"Sling guy, what are you rushing to me, watch your back, two gunmen have arrived behind you." Why bother to pick up the walkie-talkie and said teasingly.

When McCarron heard He Bi's words, he quickly paused and quickly turned around.

No one? Bastard, he was deceived.

"Bang bang ......"

Why not lie to him, the enemy came from the corridor on the right side of the Macallan, and if the Macallan hadn't stopped, he walked around the corner and just exposed his back to Hans's men.

After shooting one of the robbers, McCarron quickly retreated into the hallway behind him.

"Ahβ€”β€”! Come out, bastard, come out, I'll fight you to the death. Hans's men saw that their brother had been shot, and angrily opened fire on Macallan with a submachine gun, and Macallan was so suppressed by the fierce fire that he did not even dare to raise his head, and the other party was getting closer and closer, and Macallan chose to flee without hesitation.

Hans soon learned that he had lost another of his men.

"Hey! Leader, how's that? Do you want me to go up and do something for you? Why bother to say lightly: "Destroy wealth and eliminate disasters!" No shame! If you don't say it, I don't say it, and no one will know, my mouth is very tight. ”

β€œfuck! I know! McCarron cursed in his heart, grinned and took off his vest to tie up the wound of the shot, and was just accidentally swept in the shoulder by the other party, and McCarron is now even more unable to determine He Bever's friend or foe.

"Good! A million, make you this friend! Hans's eyes flashed with a cold light, and finally he sighed and laughed, he had lost four of his men before and after, and he really shouldn't have any more trouble.

Why bother quickly reporting your own set of bank account numbers.

"Don't worry, as soon as the money arrives, leave immediately, I'm full of problems, but I keep my word the most."

β€œok!” Hans gestured to his men and motioned for him to transfer money.

A minute later, a million US dollars were credited to He Bi's bank account, and he immediately contacted Lin Lai to confirm and transfer the money away.

Hans: "Hey! Alan, the money has been successfully transferred, please confirm! ”

The walkie-talkie did not respond.

Hans: "......"

"Alan, the money has been sent, please fulfill your promise!" Hans's face changed slightly, and his tone was a little impatient.

Why bother still not responding.

"Is he gone?" Hans muttered with a strange expression.

At this time, the police downstairs had already begun the first round of attacks, and more than 30 armed policemen began to attack the building from the front and back two gates.

"Don't rush, wait until they're close before attacking." Hans looked at the advancing police team in the surveillance screen and said calmly.

Hans's men were also very calm, and waited until the police violently broke through the glass door before they began to fight back.

"Boom β€”β€”!"

A C4 bomb was tied to the inside of the glass door, and as soon as the police smashed the door open, it caused a large explosion, and the five police officers in the front fell to the ground instantly.

"Bang bang ......"

Hans's men immediately began to shoot, because the police were piled up at the entrance of the glass door, could not disperse in time, and suddenly Hans's submachine guns swept down a large area like cutting leeks, several policemen in the back hurriedly retreated, and in an instant caused a chain reaction, and the other policemen who were not shot also turned around and ran, the team immediately collapsed, Hans's men seized the opportunity to shoot wildly in pursuit, expanding the results of the battle.

Five minutes later, of the more than 30 policemen who had set off in high spirits, only five or six remnants of the defeated soldiers were left running back, and the police commander's face twitched extremely ugly, especially when the cameras of the two reporters around him were almost slapping him in the face.

"Waste, you bunch of waste, can anyone give me an explanation." The police commander finally couldn't hold back his roar.

"Sir, inside the building is a group of vicious and well-armed terrorists, they may number more than a dozen people, our previous assessment is a bit problematic." A policeman who had been lucky enough to retreat pleaded in a low voice.

The police commander breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that it was the well-armed terrorists, squinted at several reporters, and shouted: "No matter how fierce these terrorists are, as glorious Los Angeles policemen, you should not back down." ”

"Yes!" The policeman who retreated hurriedly replied loudly, but he was secretly thinking in his heart, what a joke, those who did not retreat had already lay down.

In fact, Hans's subordinates really have about a dozen people, and after being killed by Why Bother and McCarron, they are even more overstretched, otherwise Hans would not have broken the fortune and eliminated the disaster, so why bother to get out.

The gunmen who fought with the Los Angeles State Police downstairs were three people, three submachine guns, and one of the gunmen was still running back and forth from the back door of the gate to shoot, if it wasn't for the surprise and the Los Angeles police being caught off guard, they would not have been able to stop the more than 30 police officers at all.

Of course, the police in these states in Los Angeles are too dishmantable.

Upstairs, Hans pouted triumphantly when he saw that the first wave of police attacks was repulsed.

Next, it's time for the FBI!

Before the FBI could make a move, McCarron made a move, and he also saw the tragic situation of the Los Angeles police upstairs, and knew that he couldn't count on these idiots anymore, so he had to take the initiative, but fortunately the mysterious guy withdrew.

McCarron, barefoot, barely making a sound on the floor, sneaked behind a guard around the corner, and was unexpectedly undetected, McCarron made a decisive move, covering the opponent's mouth with one hand, and hugging the opponent's chest with the other, twisting it hard.

"Clickβ€”β€”!

Another of Hans's men lay down.

McCarron crouched down and took off the other party's shoes, squeezed for a long time without putting them in, the shoe size was not right, and McCarron continued to sneak.

Another robber searched through the corridor, McCarron looked left and right, and found that it was a lonely person again, McCarron tiptoed to catch up with the other party from behind, but the other party suddenly stopped and turned his head, McCarron couldn't brake, the two hit each other in the face, and almost met each other's lips.

β€œ......”

The two looked at each other in a daze, and then hurriedly drew their guns at the same time.

It was too late, the other party's gun was on the waist, but his own gun was inserted in the waist behind the buttocks, McCarran quickly tilted his head and knocked the other party's head fiercely.

"Boom β€”β€”!"

At this time, the advantage of the high nose bridge of the Europeans and Americans was reflected, McAllan not only stunned the other party, but also collapsed the opponent's nose, of course, the effect of force is mutual, and the Macallan is just as miserable, covering the bleeding nose in pain, and the nose is swollen and red as if it is fake.

Why bother to turn off the walkie-talkie, he was afraid that he would laugh out loud.