"Brother Rui, those strips are starting to act. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info" Lao Yan said with some eagerness in the intercom.

"What's the situation?" Brother Rui asked as he walked out of the recital hall.

"There are six strips at the front gate that are preparing to come up, two at the back door, and two on the east side." Lao Yan said.

"Any idea why they made a sudden move?" Brother Rui was very curious, the police were standing still outside before, what drove them to suddenly start acting?

"I don't know!" For the police's action, Lao Yan also felt that it was very sudden.

"Ah Zhe, what's the situation on your side?" Brother Rui asked again with a different person.

"Those strips have already unlocked the big iron door on the front, and now they're ready to come to the main entrance of the hall." Ah Zhe was hiding in a dark corner of the concert hall hall at this time, and whispered while staring at the police who were about to come up.

"Xiaolin, how long do you have left?" Brother Rui changed the channel again and asked Brother Lin, who was in the basement.

"I guess there are still ten minutes left, and the last safety lock is a bit difficult to break." Ringo said.

"Ten minutes left? Not enough time! Brother Rui's brows are furrowed, and he can squeeze mosquitoes to death. The current form is much more developed than he had planned, but he feels that everything is still under his control.

"Okay, carry out the second stage in advance, Ah Zhe, you replace Xiaobin, guard the main gate and don't let those strips in, I'll go to the banquet hall now to see our hostages." Brother Rui ordered. At this time, those hostages with status are their biggest hole cards, and they cannot afford to lose.

"Okay, Brother Rui, just leave it to me!" Ah Zhe said with some eagerness. Before, in the guard's room, he was terrified by the policemen, but now he hides in the corner with a gun, as if he has found his courage.

"Brother Rui, those policemen are knocking on the door!" Militants at the back door of the concert hall reported.

"Lao Yan, put out all their lights first!" Brother Rui said in the intercom.

"Okay!" Lao Yan responded, raised the automatic rifle in his hand, and aimed at the police car downstairs that was flashing police lights.

Bang!

Bang! Bang! Bang!

A series of gunshots rang out, and Lao Yan and several of his men opened fire on the roof of the building.

"Be careful!"

"There's someone on the roof!"

"Get cover!"

The police officers surrounding the concert hall bent over, looking for a corner to hide.

The deputy commissioner, also under the protection of two police officers, hid behind a police car. He covered his head with one hand and shouted loudly, "What's the matter? Why didn't someone on the roof see it before? ”

None of the police officers around him answered, and everyone just tried to keep their bodies as low as possible.

"Deputy Bureau, those people have a lot of firepower!" A police officer said after hearing gunshots from the roof of the building and bullet holes in the police car.

"Nonsense, do you want to say this!?" The deputy director said angrily at this time.

"Their target is the headlights on the police car!" After more than a dozen car lights were broken in a row, a policeman suddenly reacted and said.

"Find a way to fight back!" The deputy director shouted anxiously.

"But our weapons can't hit the rooftops!" A policeman said, holding up a small pistol in his hand.

The S City police are equipped with 5.66 mm caliber pistols, and the effective range is about 25 meters, and there is almost no crosshair after 30 meters. And visually from the location of the police to the roof of the concert hall, there is a distance of about 35 meters.

Therefore, now the police are like targets on the roof of the building, and they are like targets in a shooting range, allowing the militants to shoot and unable to fight back.

"No! If this continues, all the police lights and car lights will be destroyed! A police officer next to the deputy chief said.

"No! Wouldn't we be more passive without lights? The deputy director said excitedly, but the bullets whistling above his head made him unable to do anything.

At the same time as the militants and the police were fighting fiercely, in the recital hall of the concert hall, Shi Rushan and Zhang Yuanzhong moved to Peng Bo's side little by little.

"Boy, your leg ......" Zhang Yuanzhong looked at Peng Bo's still bleeding leg and said.

"Is it serious? I already have no instincts for pain. Peng Bo's trembling face squeezed out a smile.

"Are you kidding? Your blood is like a tap turned on! Zhang Yuanzhong said.

"Is that an exaggeration?" Peng Bo smiled again and said.

"I think in less than two minutes you'll bleed to death." Shi Rushan said.

"Help me." Peng Bo took out the vial with vitamin C written on it.

Zhang Yuanzhong said with black lines on his face: "Do you think it's okay to take a vitamin C if your leg is broken?" Are you an elixir? ”

"No, it's a storage capsule." Peng Bo whispered, afraid that the people next to him would hear.

"I knew you kid goblin!" Zhang Yuanzhong smirked at Peng Bo.

Shi Rushan raised her head and looked at the people with weapons not far away. They can't find out when they treat Peng Bo.

Zhang Yuanzhong poured out a storage capsule with the words "medical products" written on it.

The storage capsule opened, and a dozen things fell out. Zhang Yuanzhong immediately hid those things in his coat first.

Zhang Yuanzhong's movements attracted the attention of several hostages on the side, and they all looked at each other. Zhang Yuanzhong used his hand to help Peng Bo hold down the wound, in the eyes of ordinary people, he just wanted to help this dying person delay time.

"This is a healing spray and a medical foam that allows your wound cells to recover faster and fill the wound at the same time. Fortunately, this is a penetrating wound, and there is no shrapnel remaining, otherwise your leg may be useless. Zhang Yuanzhong said as he slowly sprayed a white spray on Peng Bo's wound.

"That's right, I was shot this time, and I was lucky!" Peng Bo was already sweating profusely, but he still said with sarcasm in his tone.

"Hey! I'm saving your life! Zhang Yuanzhong heard Peng Bo's tone and said with some dissatisfaction.

"Thank you! I'll get you out in a while, even if it's a favor for you. Peng Bo said tremblingly.

"Say what? You can save us like this? Zhang Yuanzhong didn't believe Peng Bo's words and said in surprise.

"What? You don't believe it? Peng Bo took a deep breath, swallowed the pain, and said.

Shi Rushan squinted at Peng Bo and asked, "How can you save us?" Do you still have a plan? ”

"Of course! I have a plan. Peng Bo smiled mysteriously.

"I have one more question, why are you here? What are you doing in the concert hall? Zhang Yuanzhong slowly bandaged Peng Bo's wound with a bandage and asked. (To be continued.) )