Ling Feng suddenly struck, his body jerked back, an elbow hit the left security guard's neck, and his right fist swung out, crushing the wrist of the other security guard with a click. The two pistols they had just pulled out clattered and fell into the elevator.

The security guard on the left had a broken throat and grabbed his throat with both hands, but he couldn't take a breath of air and slowly fell down against the elevator. The security guard on the right endured severe pain and bent his knees towards Ling Feng.

Ling Feng smiled coldly, and a punch hit the security guard's chest, knocking the security guard's strong body into the air, and slamming it into the elevator door.

> What's going on now? Ling Feng stepped on the security guard's face and leaned down to stare into the security guard's eyes.

The security guard struggled violently, but it was like a heavy burden on his body, and he couldn't break free. He closed his mouth tightly and glared at Ling Feng fiercely.

In fact, Ling Feng felt that something was wrong as soon as he entered the door. Although the hall had been cleaned up, there were still a few bullet holes left in the ceiling and walls, and the door of the stairwell also had slight dents, which was different from what he had seen in the afternoon. Although he said that he was watching the flowers in the afternoon, with his extraordinary memory, he immediately observed that there had been a firefight in the hall, and there had been a fight.

A heavily armed soldier with camouflage on his face was staring at the surveillance screen, watching Ling Feng ask the security guard in the slowly ascending elevator. The soldier immediately reported the situation on the communicator.

In the exhibition hall on the thirteenth floor.

More than a dozen armed security guards and five or six soldiers with camouflage on their faces stood in all corners, staring at the guests squatting on the ground and holding their heads in the hall. A soldier with an electronic device is cracking an electronic lock on a display case.

In the center of the hall, a soldier is leisurely drinking red wine from a wine glass, and a man with a Uighur face in a robe sits next to him. This Uyghur is a thin and small man, with a full beard and a pair of narrow eyes that flicker with cold light from time to time, and he is obviously a cold and heartless person.

&Captain, we have a good time working together this time. The Uyghur's voice was a little hoarse, as if his vocal cords had been injured, and he raised his glass and saluted the officer opposite.

The officer who drank alone was none other than Lin Tian, the deputy captain of the vulture special operations team. Lin Tian didn't raise his head and continued to pour himself a drink. This time I was appointed with Aishan. Just because he cooperates doesn't mean he has to have a good attitude towards terrorists.

Aishan. Maihe Sumu's eyes narrowed, but he quickly controlled his feelings, pointed to a Westerner squatting aside, and said, "You, come here." ”

A security guard came over with a gun on the Westerner.

Aishan. Maihe Sumu said, "Frerell, the head of the security company? ”

The Westerners replied tremblingly, "Yes." ”

Aishan. Maihe Sumu said: "What is the password of the electronic lock of the showcase?" ”

Frell said: "The password of the electronic lock is changed every six hours, and the other half of the password lock is in the hands of Mr. Ai, and it is useless for you to get my half." ”

Aishan. Maihe Sumu asked: "Fenghua Group Aiyun?" ”

This charity bazaar was organized by Hong Kong Fenghua Group, and the original president Ai Yun would personally participate, but because there was something wrong at zero time, Vice President Mo Jianye came, who would have expected that there would be a hijacking incident. But because of this, he escaped.

Aishan. Maihe Sumu shook his head lightly and said, "So, you don't have any effect on me?" ”

Freire panicked, "I really don't know. ”

Aishan. Maihe Sumu smiled coldly, crossed his right hand in front of his neck, and made a throat cut. Immediately, a terrorist in a security uniform stepped forward and pointed a gun at Freir's head.

There was a commotion in the hall, and some of the guests began to get excited.

Lin Tian glanced at Aishan. Maihe Sumu glanced at him, and there was an undisguised contempt in his eyes, but he didn't say anything.

At this time, a call came from Lin Tian's communicator, and Xiang Jinhui in the monitoring room reported to him the situation in the elevator. Lin Tian thought for a while, and said in a deep voice: "Blow up that elevator." ”

Xiang Jinhui, a demolition expert of the Vulture Special Operations Team, showed a hint of fanaticism on his face after hearing the order, and pressed a button in the control device in his hand heavily.

Ling Feng was pressing about the situation upstairs when he suddenly became alarmed, and then he heard a dull explosion, and a bomb blew up the cable of the elevator. Ling Feng reacted extremely quickly, and when the elevator was about to fall, he kicked hard and smashed through the top of the elevator, and grabbed the steel frame in the elevator room with both hands.

The elevator fell rapidly and hit the ground with a thud, sending up a puff of smoke.

As long as he heard the explosion of the bomb, Xiang Jinhui would feel excited from the bottom of his heart, and he waved his right arm vigorously, not noticing that Ling Feng had already broken through the elevator and escaped.

Someone in the convention and exhibition center heard the muffled sound of the elevator landing, came to check the situation, and was sent away by the two security guards standing in the hall without saying a word, but someone was still vigilant and called the police.

& Happy New Year's Day, dear book friends, brothers and sisters, 2015 is going well! (To be continued......)