"Where's the sprinkle?"

After Mu Yang said this, in the frightened eyes of several policemen, he pulled the trigger, and the rifle suddenly sprayed bullets, and these policemen fell in a pool of blood in an instant.

The person in charge of the monitoring room heard the gunshots, and he was already trembling with fright, but now he doesn't know what the situation is, because a lot of monitoring has been destroyed by the robber, as long as it is the exhibition area where the robber goes, the surveillance camera instantly blurs the screen.

The person in charge waited anxiously, hoping to see the police show their might and arrest or kill the robber.

However, a few minutes later, the robber appeared in the footage again, and then in an instant, the camera was damaged again and lost its image.

"Oh my God, are all those cops dead?"

The person in charge picked up the phone and called the Metropolitan Police Department again to report the situation here.

Mu Yang knew that if he moved his gun this time, it would never be as simple as a few policemen coming over.

Muyang began to dig out things from the space, and one by one the cardboard boxes were placed in the more hidden places of the exhibition hall by Muyang, he walked all the way, searched for antiques all the way, and dropped boxes one by one along the way.

The Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department was also shocked when they reported that the robbers had guns, and that several police officers who were sent there had probably been killed.

The chief inspector gave an order and mobilized the military and police.

This time, a small team of military police, some of whom are similar to Hong Kong's Flying Tigers and China's armed police, drove to the entrance of the exhibition hall in full gear, specifically to deal with sudden violent incidents.

They wore body armor, wore masks, and were armed with automatic rifles. Start rushing inside.

"Da-da-da-da."

Mu Yang fired a shuttle of bullets from behind an exhibition hall, killing a military policeman in an instant. The other military police immediately found cover and hid.

A shootout began between the two sides.

"Wear a mask and fire tear gas." The Japanese military police began firing tear gas in the direction of Muyang. I hope it can influence Muyang's actions.

"Fool, I have gas masks too." Muyang took out a gas mask from the space and put it on.

"Ahem, cough, cough"

There was a dull coughing sound in the pavilion.

"Let's get moving."

Hearing the coughing sound, the Japanese military police thought that Muyang had been hit and began to rush in.

"Da Da Da"

"Boom, boom, boom" Mu Yang threw a few grenades into the crowd, killing and injuring them instantly. The military and police were a little chaotic, and Muyang took the opportunity to name a few people for the headshot.

"Yaga, you come out, you demon."

Finally, someone couldn't resist the pressure, but roared like crazy.

A burst of shots. The crazy guy was directly named by Mu Yang, "Listen to the wind and argue, this is the basic skill of the secret weapon master." Mu Yang smiled.

There were a total of 8 military policemen who were sent in, but now they were all killed by Mu Yang, Mu Yang found one of the guys, pulled off his clothes and equipment, and then changed them to himself, as for this bare body, he was thrown directly into a hidden corner.

Mu Yang stumbled out holding his chest. He shouted, "Hurry up and ask for backup." Then he fell headlong outside the museum.

At this time, there were police and ambulance personnel outside the door of the museum, and when they saw the injured military and police personnel running out, they hurriedly came up and carried Muyang to the ambulance.

A police officer ran to Muyang's side. Anxiously shouted, "Ono-kun, please wake up and tell us what the situation is inside." ”

Muyang opened his eyes with difficulty. In a somewhat weak tone, he said, "Please hurry up and call for reinforcements and ask the special forces to support us." The man inside was an elite warrior with a powerful weapon. We can't deal with him at all. ”

After Muyang said these words, he clutched his chest and gasped, as if he was about to suffocate.

"You rest here now, I'll call for support right away." The head of the police force is gone.

"Mr. Policeman, if you feel unwell, we will take you to the hospital." A doctor said to Muyang.

"I was just hit by the wave of grenade, and my chest hurt a little, but I think I can still hold on, please don't leave here yet, I want to fight until the last moment, even if it is until the army comes, otherwise it will cause more harm to Tokyo if I let that robber run away." Mu Yang said righteously.

"You are such a brave warrior, and I admire your character." The doctor said in an excited tone.

Ten minutes later, two helicopters flew over the museum, and one by one the special forces slid down the ropes, and there was really such a posture.

Muyang saw that the Japanese army had sent someone over, and he felt that he could leave, so he clutched his chest and said to the doctor: "I feel a little unwell, please take me to the hospital." ”

"Okay, you've held out until the army comes, you're a true warrior." After the doctor finished speaking, he told the driver to drive the ambulance to the hospital.

Watching more than thirty special forces rush into the museum, Mu Yang's head lay back, but in his hand, he had already taken out a mobile phone from the space, and then clicked the launch button, a few seconds later, only to hear a continuous explosion from the museum behind him, and the entire museum fell into flames.

"Oh my God, that bandit blew up the museum." The doctor let out an exclamation.

Muyang was sent to the hospital, but in an instant, he disappeared into the ward, and in this world, there is no military police named Ono.

When Muyang returned to the hotel, it was already early on, and the news was continuously broadcasting a number of explosions that had occurred today, especially the explosion that had just occurred at the Tokyo National Museum, which had killed 60 people and injured more than 30 people.

Today, 132 people were killed and more than 260 injured in Tokyo.

Japanese government officials solemnly condemned such a terrorist attack on television and threatened that as long as it knew who the killers were, Japan would take retaliatory measures.

In the picture, the crowd on the streets of Tokyo is obviously sparse, and the reporter randomly interviewed a few passers-by walking briskly on the streets of Tokyo and asked them what they thought about the serial bombings.

One girl said, "I was scared to death, at the time of the Ginza bombing, I was shopping in the building opposite that building, and then I saw everyone crowding out like crazy, and then crowding and trampling people, and finally many people were injured, and I hope they can recover soon." But I'm afraid to go out on the streets now, and I'm going to go home and stay with my mother for a few days. ”

An interviewed stud boy said: "I'm not afraid, I will still play on the street, it doesn't matter if there are fewer people on the street, there are too many people in Japan, it doesn't matter if a few die." ”

Muyang smiled, turned off the TV, dropped the remote control, and lay on the bed to call out the system panel, now the time has come to collect the results. (To be continued.) )