"Bastard." Justin scolded in his heart, "In the Mada Federation, there is only one who gives up his work for the weekend, and how can anyone give up the weekend for his work, just look at the president himself." It's just that why did he save that scumbag Leopold, and what does it have to do with Ning Zhiyuan's death. ”

Justin shook his head fiercely, deciding that he should stop thinking about these questions, which might never be answered, and instead focus on how to deal with the fact that there was one less prisoner.

The four of them walked slowly through the corridor, and suddenly the Hunter shouted, "Hey, man, have you come to see me again?" ”

Justin's whole body trembled slightly, and he quickly made a look, and the two cronies of the prison guard immediately walked over, blocking the door and glaring at Hunter fiercely, trying to make him obediently shut up.

Suddenly, their bodies became extremely stiff, because they noticed that Hunter's hand that had been placed behind him was stretched out, and he was actually holding an old black pistol, and Oswid, who had been sitting at the head of the bed, also walked up, also holding a pistol in his hand.

"That's right! That's it. Osway had to pull the guard over, remove his rifle, and put it back under the guard's side.

"What are you doing there?" Justin shouted angrily.

"Open the door." Oswig pointed his gun at Justin and Herbert, and they froze.

"Hurry up! Time is precious, have already ordered lunch outside and it's too late. Hunter also took the gun of the prison guard in front of him, and kept tapping his chest.

"How do you have guns?" Justin was numb in his limbs, but he could still finish the sentence in its entirety.

"Do it yourself." Oswigh had to throw a handful out of his hand, right in front of Herbert, and shattered into several pieces.

"Done?" Herbert hissed, staring back at Justin fiercely, and deep sorrow welled up in the hearts of both of them.

Herbert wondered why this had happened to him when he came. But Justin remembered what the fake Herbert had said yesterday when he was also passing through here - has anyone escaped from prison here?

"Did he already know that these two men were going to escape from prison at that time?"

Justin didn't have time to think about it anymore, because Hunter and Oswided had already come out of prison and pointed guns at the gang.

"Please go out with us." Oswider said with a smile.

By this time, the prison guard on the other side of the corridor already knew what was going on and sounded the alarm.

"There are prisoners holding hostages, and there is an urgent support for Prison No. 7." The female dispatcher of the command center, who has always been calm and stable, has changed her tone at this time.

The quiet prison suddenly seemed to be boiling. In less than ten minutes, the armed low-altitude shuttle arrived at Prison No. 7 and circled around the prison at a low altitude, the sound of the engine was deafening.

Immediately afterwards, more than a dozen police cars roared towards the prison gate, and the police dogs rushed towards the prison gate.

In Justin's large office, the four hostages were almost stripped naked, wearing only a pair of shorts. Standing barefoot on the ground, his hands tightly wrapped behind his back with scotch tape, standing with his back to the window, just blocking the view from the outside.

It happened so suddenly that everyone could only look at the two prisoners drinking coffee on the desk.

"Great, the shuttle has arrived." Hunter heard the sound of the engine just outside the window, put the coffee cup on the table, and said to Oswid with a smile.

The muzzle of the gun in his hand was always aimed at one of the four hostages. There was another gun in his leg.

"I said it would work, haha." Oswidder replied with a smile. "Ten million Grands is a small thing to them."

He pointed his gun at Justin's head.

"There is only a small amount of ten yuan of old Grande bills, and they cannot be serialized." Hunter said, picking up his cup and taking another sip.

Oswidder added to Hunter's request, and then he put a gun to Justin's head and said, "Tell the outside what we want." Otherwise, you will all die. ”

Justin shouted out the window.

"It takes time, and it takes half a day for so many old banknotes to be delivered." A negotiator outside the door replied loudly.

"Then don't waste your time recording the banknote number, and don't put trackers and other stuff in the banknote. Give you an hour to kill the most useless people here without seeing anything. Osway shouted out the window with a murderous face.

An hour later. The four hostages formed a circle, centered on Hunter and Oswid, each with a gun on their heads, and the circle slowly moved towards the low-altitude shuttle in the courtyard.

The guards on the sentry boxes on all sides were long gone, and only one pilot was seen on the low-altitude shuttle.

"The money is on the low-altitude shuttle, please don't hurt the hostages." In the loudspeaker was the voice of the senior BCI official.

"Hunter, you take two people up first, they don't dare to move." Oswider said calmly.

Hunter escorted Justin and Herbert to the low-altitude shuttle, and then Oswidder climbed up, pointed a gun at one of the hostages and said, "You come up, the other one gets out." ”

"Where's the money?" Oswider asked aloud.

"Here." Hunter replied loudly, pointing a gun at Justin's head, and opening one of the dozen large boxes in the back seat with one hand, which contained a fairly neat old Grant bill of small denomination.

"Haha, I really didn't know there were so many in 10 million Grand." Hunter's eyes are full of money.

"Be careful." Oswight reminded him unhappily.

"Take off, head north—"

Armed low-altitude shuttles staggered up, the ground was dusty, and visibility over the prison had dropped to the extreme.

"you!" Oswigh had to push the guard next to him down, and pulled Justin aside.

"One for each person, just right." Hunter laughed loudly.

The low-altitude shuttle rose to a height of thirty meters, and the high courtyard wall below looked like a solid siege.

Hunter threw a flying kiss: "Baby, farewell!" Hahaha-"

"To the west." Oswider shouted. The armed low-altitude shuttle quickly disappeared from everyone's sight......

The night is deep, the peak of 10,000 feet, the night is clear, the moon is dark, and the stars are like the sea.

A faint mist slowly swirled around the peaks, and the humidity was pressing, and the temperature at such a high altitude was also extremely low, and the chill had already invaded the peak.

Xia Chenghao lay on this small stone bed with his eyes slightly closed, letting the cold night breeze pass through his cheeks and body, as if his body had been vaporized into senseless weight, and he could float in the air and walk freely between the peaks.

The starlight faded, and the heavens and the earth fell into absolute darkness.

He turned over and sat up, sitting cross-legged on the top of the peak, his hands on his knees facing east, like the legendary cultivator of Zion, gently exhaling the mountain breeze with a thick water vapor, his clothes were full of dew, and his tentacles were cold and cold to the bone, but it made him more and more sober. (To be continued.) )