Why bother to hear the faint sound of gunfire from downstairs and be stunned for a moment, why do ghosts like to set off firecrackers when celebrating festivals?

"Detection technique, open!" Why bother squatting on one knee on the ground, pressing the floor with the palm of his right hand open, and the detection technique instantly penetrates the reinforced concrete floor.

"Oops, I'll go! Robbery? It's so untechnical. "Why be stunned.

On the other side, McCarron was also stunned, he was in the office on the same floor, of course, he heard a clearer gunshot, he didn't understand the sound of firecrackers, Citigroup does not ban guns, and McCarron has heard gunshots in New York.

McCarron opened the door and squinted out to see the two robbers each holding an mP5 submachine gun and firing it at the ceiling.

"Bang bang ......"

"Ah——!h

The people in the ball hall crowded into a corner in panic.

Of course, this will not be a role-playing raffle, and the Macallan, who doesn't even have time to put on his shoes, alertly pushes open the crack of the door, bends over, and quickly runs to the fire staircase, and the prom hall is in chaos, and no one in the group of robbers can see the sliding McCarron.

The Macallan has to be praised for his decisiveness, this guy caught a glimpse of his wife Holly also became one of the hostages taken by the robbers, and he didn't hesitate at all, and resolutely ran away first.

Why bother frowned, he detected that a guy was running towards the thirty-second floor where he was, why bother to slip his feet, and the whole person flashed under a large desk, there was a strange smell under this desk, why bother to take out a black mask and put it on.

"Ladies and gentlemen, calm down, don't yell, it looks like you are very low-level, you are high-end talents, show your temperament, we are just seeking money, not really trying to kill." The leader of the robbers is a middle-aged white man with a very gentlemanly demeanor, and his gentle words calmed down the people who were kidnapped a lot.

“good！ Thank you for your cooperation, I hope we can all get along so well in the future, and I sincerely wish you all a wonderful Christmas. The robber leader smiled and pulled out a small notebook.

Everyone was silent, and although they were still terrified, no one screamed.

"So I'll start with the first question, Aoki, which one is Mr. Aoki, uh, I'll take a look." The leader of the robbers said and looked down at the notebook: "The president of Zhongfu Company, Joseph. Aoki. ”

The hostages bowed their heads, and no one answered the words of the robber leader.

Gizelle in the crowd felt a pang in her heart, judging from the weapons and equipment of these robbers and the rhythm of their actions, she would not believe that these guys were kind, Gizel hung his hands, a small mobile phone slid to the palm of his hand, and Gizel quickly sent a text message to He Bi.

"There were robbers, and I was hijacked along with the others."

Why bother taking out his phone, glancing at Gizelle's text message, and replying: "Oh! ”

Gizel was so angry that he rolled his eyes, this one has no conscience.

"Didn't anyone answer me?" The leader of the robbers spread his hands and smiled: "You guys are a little uncooperative!" Hans gets angry, and the consequences will be severe. ”

"......" Gizelle glanced at the robber leader Hans quickly, and quickly contacted the wanted list of robbers in his mind, and there seemed to be no such person on Citigroup's wanted list.

Aoki, the president of Zhongfu in the crowd, thought for a while, and was about to take the initiative to stand up, when he was suddenly pulled by Holly beside him, Holly shook her head slightly, she didn't understand what the robbers were looking for Aoki to do, but it was definitely not a good thing.

"Joseph. Aoki, born in Kyoto in 1937, immigrated to California with his family in 1939, spent time in internment camps from 1942-43, received a scholarship to the University of California in 1955, earned a law degree five years later, and received an MBA from Harvard in 1970. ”

Hans read Aoki's biographical record as he walked over to the hostage, carefully staring at the expressions of every middle-aged and elderly man who might have been Aoki.

The crowd of Gizel Khan, you are taking Joseph. Aoki checked so carefully that he didn't download a single photo of him?

Hans saw Gizelle stunned for a moment, Gizelle's glamorous demeanor would be shocking everywhere, especially since she had carefully painted a delicate makeup tonight, which was even more glamorous and moving.

Gizel noticed that Hans was looking at him, and with a little panic, he turned his eyes to Joseph in the crowd. Aoki, after Gizel followed the actor Why Bever, his acting skills have improved a lot.

Hans smiled, glanced appreciatively at Gizelle, and then strode towards Joseph. Aoki walked away.

"Do you want to continue to play hide-and-seek, a low-level childish game?" Hans patted Aoki on the shoulder and said.

"What the hell are you trying to do?" Aoki snorted coldly.

Hans found his target and was in a good mood to sort out Aoki's suit collar.

"Well, a beautiful suit." Hans said seriously: "I like it very much. ”

Aoki: "......"

If it weren't for the fact that he was too old and ugly, Aoki would almost suspect that the robber leader was coveting his male sex.

"Let's go!" Hans made a gesture of please.

Aoki took a step back, clearly not wanting to go.

Hans sighed: "What I hate most is violence, and anyone who can reason will reason with others seriously, Mr. Aoki, you won't make me the kind of person I hate the most!" ”

As soon as Hans finished speaking, the six bandits guarding the hostages immediately raised their guns and pointed them at the crowd.

"Ah——!h The crowd was startled and looked at Aoki pleadingly, hoping that he would not provoke the robbers.

"Good! I'll go with you. Aoki sighed and said decisively.

“Verygood！ This is the bearing of the president of a large company, and what I admire most is that you are a big businessman who can make money, a great good person. Hans patted Aoki on the shoulder with satisfaction and led him to the elevator.

On the other hand, as soon as he put his phone back in his pocket, McAllan pushed open the wooden door and broke in.

McCarron looked nervously around, finally saw a landline phone on his desk, trotted over, picked up the phone and dialed ninety-nine.

"Damn, this call doesn't work!" McCarron angrily put the phone down and turned his head to look around for the wireless phone: "The cord of the corded phone must have been cut by the robbers." ”

Why bother lying under the desk, Macallan's stinky feet are dangling in front of Ho Bi's eyes, Macallan is not wearing shoes, a pair of bare feet, why can he smell a disgusting stench through the mask.

"Damn, I can't help it, him." Why bother clenching your fists.