In the surveillance room of Lower Manhattan Hospital, seven bloody bodies were dragged aside by the kidnappers, but the blood-colored marks on the ground were not cleaned up, reminding others that a massacre had just taken place here. The CNN reporter in charge of the filming was already stupid by this cruel scene, and he didn't know what to do for a long time?

Locke, who had a dark face, stared at the several large screens in the monitoring room and frowned, the trouble Zhou Qingfeng caused him was far from being as simple as killing his seven subordinates.

For this kidnapping operation, Locke began planning from the time he was released from prison, and in two months, he recruited a total of twenty-four outlaws to participate. If it was just a street kidnapping, it wouldn't have been possible to use so many people, but now the sudden situation has made his manpower overstretched.

Locke now had only seventeen men left, of which fifteen were left excluding him and his brother. Naturally, it is impossible to control hundreds of hostages in a huge hospital with such a small number of manpower. If you add a policeman who is making trouble inside, it's even more troublesome!

All Locke could do now was to scare the police with a few powerful bombs in the hostages, otherwise he would have been in ashes if the police had forced him in. But now the question is what to do with Officer Hugo who is mixed up in the hospital's underground parking lot?

To be honest, Zhou Qingfeng killed seven of his subordinates in a row, this ferocious situation made Locke feel a little caught off guard, and he himself felt that Zhou Qingfeng was really brave and not very like words. After much thought, he walked from the surveillance room to another room next door, where Lena, the central figure in the entire kidnapping case, was imprisoned. Fox.

Miss Fawkes was enjoying her last supper at the moment, and she had handed over super administrative privileges to the consortium's central computer. As long as the transfer of authority is complete, it will be her end.

"Miss Fawkes, how is dinner?" Locke did it all with a butt. In front of Fawkes, he grabbed a bottle of red wine on the dining table and looked at it a few times, and asked, "Hongyan ......, what kind of wine is this?" ”

"Down, that's my wine. Don't pollute it. "Lena. Fox still looked indifferent and elegant. She put down the small fork in her hand, wiped her mouth with a napkin, and said, "There should be three more hours before the transfer of authority will end." Can't you wait to kill me? ”

"No, no, it's not your problem, it's mine. I want to ask the policeman who saved you, you said his name is Victor. Hugo's guy, what is the origin of the hell? Could it be the SWAT of the New York Emergency Service Team? Or is it some amazing character? ”

Looking at Locke's distressed look, Lena. Fox's eyes couldn't help but light up, and she asked quietly, "It seems that Officer Hugo has caused you a lot of trouble." ”

Locke immediately shook his head, cocked his fingers and waved them back and forth in denial, "No, it's not a problem. Now the elevator has stopped working, and all the passages and entrances are stared at by my people. He's stuck in the underground parking lot by me now, and he can't go anywhere.

I'm already planning to pour gasoline into the underground parking lot, and if I throw a match into it, the damn cop will not suffocate or be burned to a suckling pig. ”

"But he's not dead, is he?" Lena. Fox raised his head proudly and said with a smile: "Just now someone said that they would send someone to kill that Hugo officer immediately, but now they said that they would fill it with gasoline." I bet the people you sent are dead, and there are quite a few dead, right? ”

Syllable......!

Locke, who had a big head, slapped Lena hard. Fox's face, the slap knocked her to the ground. The somewhat neurotic bandit twisted his body uncomfortably, and said unpleasantly, "Miss Fawkes, it's really unpleasant to talk to you. Well, I'll admit that damn cop killed seven of me, and he made me angry, pissed off!

So this time the game is over, I'm going to change the rules and burn him to death with gasoline, I'll see what he can do this time? He's definitely dead, dead! ”

Locke roared before turning away. Raj, the former bodyguard in charge of the guards, held a pistol, sat aside and sneered: "Miss Fox, I know you have always been very proud, but you shouldn't provoke my brother, he has a very bad temper." ”

Lena. Fawkes struggled to get up from the ground, his face was already two red slap prints, and the corners of his mouth were even bleeding. She brushed her messy hair nonchalantly, still smiling and said, "You can't ask too much of a person who is dying." And even if I want to die, I will never bow down to anyone. ”

Raj really took Lena. Fawkes couldn't do anything, and the pretty Miss Fawkes continued to eat her last supper. She tasted the dishes in front of her slowly and calmly. It wasn't until she ate a special hardcore from the cherry that decorated the dish that she had a little more hope in her heart for the possibility of her escape.

"It's up to the little policeman next, and only if he stirs up more destruction and creates more chaos will I be able to escape." Lena. Fox held the hardcore in the corner of his mouth and continued to eat her dinner slowly, but he was praying in his heart that Zhou Qingfeng would cooperate with her to escape.

At this moment, Zhou Qingfeng, who was in the underground parking lot, had changed a lot, he had lost his police hat, although he was still wearing a police uniform, but he was wearing a tactical vest from the corpse. There was even a pungent smell of blood on the vest, but he couldn't care about it anymore.

Zhou Qingfeng's tactical vest pocket contained a total of eight magazines, an M4A1 carbine in his hand, and a Glock 17 in the quick-draw holster of his thigh.

At this moment, Zhou Qingfeng looks vigorous and murderous. Although his face is still eighteen years old, his whole temperament has changed drastically. Several lives in his hands made him look sharp and domineering.

The ability of 'Gifted' allowed him to improve extremely quickly, and after a few fights, he felt that his family's knowledge of firearms had skyrocketed. At first, he couldn't use a M1911A1 at all, but now he has a gunlike feeling when he holds the M4A1, and the familiar feeling is as if he has been playing with it for more than ten years.

However, Zhou Qingfeng still couldn't escape from the basement floor of the underground parking lot, whether he took the fire escape or the driveway, two or three kidnappers blocked him. The guys didn't come down anymore, anyway, they blocked the intersection and didn't let him out, and then the gasoline was poured in.

Seeing the gasoline, Zhou Qingfeng instantly understood the kidnapper's sinister intentions. These bastards are only afraid that he will kill seven of them, and no one dares to guarantee that they are not the eighth, so they would rather use stupid methods to deal with Zhou Qingfeng.

The kidnappers poured in a small amount of gasoline, but igniting it would consume a lot of oxygen in the underground parking lot. At that time, Zhou Qingfeng will not be burned to death, but will also be suffocated to death.

Smelling the smell of gasoline getting stronger and stronger, Zhou Qingfeng immediately knew that he had to rush out, as soon as possible! If you don't leave, you'll die.