Xiaobin's three men carried the two injured companions to a corner of the concert hall, just in time to hear the shouts of the police outside and Ah Zhe running in from outside. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Isn't this Ah Zhe? What's going on? The police are coming? One of the militants asked.

"That's right!" Ah Zhe replied a little breathlessly.

"Oh! So are we going to take the next step? ”

"But Brother Xiaobin is still behind, will he be in danger?" One of the militants said with some concern.

The other two companions looked at the questioning guy curiously, as if they were looking at aliens.

"What's wrong with Xiaobin?" Ah Zhe asked.

Several militants told Ah Zhe what had just happened one by one.

"Don't worry!" Ah Zhe said, "Xiaobin is the most powerful person I have ever met. Especially after he got serious, no one could stop him. ”

At this moment, the voice of Brother Rui came from the militants' intercom.

"Attention all personnel, enter the second phase ahead of schedule."

"Roger, Brother Rui!" At this time, Lao Yan replied.

"Got it, Brother Rui." This is Ringo's answer.

Subsequently, Brother Rui said to Brother Lin alone: "Hurry up and let Lao Li and Weisheng move things!" How long does it take for an electronic lock to break? ”

"I guess there's still ten minutes left. Why did the police come so quickly? Ringo asked.

"Don't worry, I still have a plan B. You concentrate on that combination lock. ”

"Alright! But it's up to God to open the door. After saying that, Brother Lin continued to pounce on the computer.

"You can rest assured to do your thing!" After Brother Rui finished speaking, he turned off the communicator.

"Xiaobin, what are you doing? Haven't the rats been solved yet? The militants' communicator heard Brother Rui's questioning voice again.

"Xiaobin? There's no way he can answer you now, Brother Rui. A gruff voice replied.

Hearing the voice in the intercom, Zhen Yinxue and Xiaowen, who were polite to the hostages, were extremely familiar to them, and even Su Lang and Deng Youzhu were not unfamiliar with them, it was Peng Bo's voice.

"Which rat are you?" Brother Rui's face became even more ugly.

"Isn't it rude to say that people are rats?" Peng Bo took a few breaths and said after calming down.

"So Xiaobin, he didn't be able to kill you?" At this time, Brother Rui had already cursed Xiaobin and this mouse who slipped through the net in his heart.

"I don't think he'll ever get that chance again." Peng Bo said as he looked at Xiao Bin, who was burned beyond recognition by himself.

"I don't know who you are, but I'll have a way to get you out!" Brother Rui left this cruel sentence and turned off the communicator.

These simple conversations, listening to the ears of the hostages on the side, made them feel complicated in their hearts. On the one hand, they should be happy that someone is causing trouble for these militants, but now they are afraid to provoke those who have weapons in their hands.

Especially the hostages who were walking out of the banquet hall, many of them began to talk in low voices.

"Is that guy trying to kill us?"

"Are you this Brother Rui, will you kill us all directly?"

"Originally, I wasn't sure, but I guess it will. Didn't you see that guy messed with the bandit leader, and his face turned green? ”

"Behold, we have no hope of living."

"The police are here, what kind of mess is that guy messing with!"

While these people were talking in a low voice, Zhang Yuanzhong scoffed at those words.

"In my opinion, if it weren't for that kid, we would have died." Zhang Yuanzhong said to a complaining waiter beside him.

"What do you say? That guy annoyed these terrorists, and you still think it's a good thing? The waiter said in surprise.

"I think this guy is probably scared crazy!"

"It must be crazy! We can only pray now! ”

"You're crazy! That guy is risking his life against these terrorists! Shi Rushan also helped Zhang Yuanzhong and said.

"Holy! He's going to fight these people alone, so find a good place to go! Don't get us involved! ”

"Yes! It's not like we're dying for nothing because of that guy's messing around! ”

"I just got a girlfriend, I only held a little hand yesterday, and I knew I would kiss her!"

Seeing that the hostage team composed of these waiters and concert hall staff was complaining louder and louder, Zhang Yuanzhong and Shi Rushan could only sigh. Perhaps, this is how the dog bites Lu Dongbin's afterwords.

Just as the hostages in the concert hall began to move, outside the concert hall, the police surrounding the concert hall finally pried open the large iron door of the concert hall.

"Deputy Director, what now?" The fat policeman came to the side of a middle-aged police officer in his fifties and asked a little flatteringly.

"Is that the support you called?" The deputy chief glanced at the fat policeman and said, "What's the situation now?" ”

"It's not clear. There had been gunshots in the concert hall and a body found in the janitor's room, and we were about to enter the concert hall. The fat cop reported.

The deputy director frowned and said, "The situation is unknown, I'll report to the top first." Let's see when the anti-terrorist SWAT team will be available. ”

"Waiting for the anti-terrorist SWAT team? There's a hostage inside! Seeing that the deputy chief was not in a hurry at all, the fat policeman hurriedly said.

"Oh? How do you know there's a hostage inside? The deputy director asked.

"Someone inside called the police before. Said that there were militants and more than thirty hostages inside. ”

"Really? Why didn't the militants contact the police or the hostages' families to demand ransom? ”

"Well, I guess I've just captured all the hostages."

"So how long did it take to get the call after the gunshots rang out?"

"Well, before the gunshots."

"Someone called the police before the gunshot? How long has that been? No one else called the police? Those kidnappers don't have any requirements either? ”

"Seems like so."

"Fatty, how long have you been a police officer?"

"It's been seven years, deputy bureaucracy."

"It's been seven years, and you don't even have that judgment? In such an obviously unreasonable situation, the situation must be clarified or reported to the anti-terrorism team. Otherwise, what if it's a trap? ”

"But......" The fat policeman wanted to say something, but was stopped by the deputy director's raised hand.

"There's nothing to do, get in touch with me."

"Understood." The fat policeman left the deputy chief with some unhappiness.

Inside the concert hall, in the hall.

"Why haven't the police come in yet?" Ah Zhe lay on the floor in the corner, pointed an automatic rifle at the door of the concert hall in his hand, and muttered to himself. (To be continued.) )