Ling Feng hid in a living room on the second floor of the hall, looking out through the crack in the door of the living room. The sudden power outage didn't make Ling Feng panic, he first closed his eyes to adjust to the darkness, and then opened his eyes to carefully observe the situation in the hall.

There was chaos in the hall.

The abducted guests scattered and fled towards the exits, and one of them was hit by stray bullets and fell to the ground screaming. Aishan. At the moment of the power outage, Maihe Sumu had already ducked under a table, and several bullets hit the table, causing sawdust to fly. The stout European stood up, hid by the pillars and carefully observed the situation in the hall, then took out a slender Western sword from his bosom, pierced the neck of a terrorist who was shooting indiscriminately at the hall, and went to Aishan in the dark. Buy the position of Sumu and run to it. The Westerner in the robe prayed quietly, and after a while, the Western sword in the hand of the strong man actually flashed with a holy milky white light.

Soon, the bullets in the terrorists' guns in the four corners of the hall were empty, and the sound of reloading was heard in the darkness.

An extremely fiery woman in a black combat uniform jumped down from the other end of the hall, took advantage of the gap between the terrorists' reload magazines, brandished a tactical saber coated with reflective materials, wiped the necks of two terrorists in security uniforms, and then rolled on the spot and kicked the ankle of the other terrorist, and at the same time the terrorist turned over and fell to the ground, the saber stabbed the terrorist in the back of the head, stirring the terrorist's brain into a pulp.

This woman was exactly what Ling Feng saw on the rooftop, and the woman standing in the building opposite the convention and exhibition center didn't know when she sneaked into the convention and exhibition center.

Taking advantage of the confusion, Smit pulled his wife and slowly crawled to the exit at the east end of the hall. As a young man, Smit was a second lieutenant in the U.S. Marine Corps, and he had certain combat skills, and although he had been in politics for many years, he was still agile. Soon, the Smitts climbed to the exit amid the gunfire.

By this time, the terrorists had already changed their magazines one after another.

A terrorist spotted the Smitts and pointed them at gunpoint. With a loud roar, Smit rushed towards the muzzle of the gun, holding his wife tightly behind him, but Smit was still a few meters away from the terrorists and had no time to rush in front of him before the terrorists could shoot.

A somewhat fat man suddenly jumped from the stairs, and the sharp scalpel slashed the terrorist's neck before the terrorist could shoot, cutting off almost the entire terrorist's neck, and blood spurted into the air.

It was Ling Feng who rescued Ambassador Smit and his wife at gunpoint.

Ling Feng didn't have time to say more, and with a wave of his right hand, the scalpel flew out of his hand and pierced into the chest of another terrorist who was standing behind Mrs. Smit with a gun ready to shoot. Ling Feng stepped forward quickly, grabbed Mrs. Smit's right hand, dragged Mrs. Smit into the corner behind the exit gate, and then handed Ambassador Smit a pistol that he picked up easily, and said in a low voice: "I was sent by the Chinese government to rescue the hostages. ”

Ambassador Smit took the pistol and said repeatedly: "Thank you! ”

Mrs. Smit regained some composure at this time, and said, "Well, I know, you are the > of China

Ling Feng couldn't laugh a little, pointed to a door in the corridor, and said, "Ambassador and wife, for your safety, please hide in that room first. There are bombs planted all over the building, and it's easy to accidentally touch them if you walk around. ”

Ambassador Smit nodded, and led his wife to the room. Ling Feng whispered, "I will definitely come back again, and I will definitely be safe by then." ”

Mrs. Smit turned her head and thanked her, and followed her husband into the room.

A rush of footsteps rang out from the door.

Ling Feng stood behind the door and waited intently, his right hand clutching a scalpel tightly. Since he didn't have a suitable weapon, Ling Feng took five scalpels in the medical room on the eleventh floor, and had already thrown one out to rescue the Smitts.

The footsteps stopped abruptly at the door, and it was clear that the people outside the door sensed danger.

After a few moments, the door was suddenly pushed open, and a black figure quickly flashed into the hallway, the figure rolled on the ground, and then suddenly bounced up, volleying towards Ling Feng.

Ling Feng could see clearly that it was the tall and hot woman wearing a black tight-fitting combat uniform who rushed into the door. The woman's movements were extremely agile, her long legs kicked against the wall, and she turned around in the air, and the tactical saber in her hand stabbed Ling Feng in the neck.

With a soft sound, Ling Feng held the tactical saber horizontally with the scalpel.

The woman snorted lightly, her straight and powerful right leg suddenly pumped towards Ling Feng's head, and the tactical saber stabbed strangely into Ling Feng's chest, and it was another double kill. Ling Feng was a little surprised, and his short body dodged the woman's side kick, and the scalpel blocked the saber that stabbed him in the chest. The two fought fiercely in the narrow corridor, both keeping their voices low, lest they alarm the terrorists in the hall.

& Hands, Kill the Tiger! The woman waved her saber to force Ling Feng back, and said softly, "My own people!" (To be continued......)