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The gunshot just now was that the Paris police sent a police officer to negotiate with the robbers, and by the way, they sent a phone to communicate with them, but the robbers found out that the negotiators had a gun on them and shot them dead on the spot.

The French government has issued a death order that terrorists can be killed by all means to protect the country's security without harming the hostages.

The windows of the surrounding buildings were already filled with police, and six or seven snipers were placed on the rooftop of a building opposite the nearest bank, looking for an opportunity to kill the terrorists.

Unfortunately, because the robbers were on the top floor of the bank, and they had hostages in their hands, and claimed to have installed a remote-controlled bomb in the bank, the robbers claimed that if the police dared to open fire without authorization, they would blow up the bank building, and they would not hesitate to die together, so the police did not dare to act rashly.

Although many of the special police officers have climbed up the windows of the bank, they can only lie dormant under the windows, and although the police have surrounded the bank building, they do not dare to act rashly, and can only pin their hopes on the snipers.

It's a pity that the robbers closed the curtains on the windows and used the hostages as meat shields, and the snipers, who couldn't see the situation clearly, did not dare to shoot at all, and the matter reached a stalemate.

"Bang!" another gunshot rang out, and in a short time a corpse was thrown from the stairs and fell to the ground with a clatter, flesh and blood falling apart.

"It's Basil, he's the bank's account manager!" The melon-eating crowd was in an uproar, the whole city was in a panic, and the police were furious, but to no avail.

Just now, the police sent a policeman to negotiate, and by the way, they were given a mobile phone that could talk to the police, but the robbers found that they had a gun on their bodies, and they were killed on the spot, and the dead body was thrown down directly.

Needless to say, they could not agree to the conditions of the robbers, even if they could agree, send them helicopters, and there was no guarantee that they would not shoot hostages, this is a group of extremely vicious people who have already killed many people, not to mention that if they leave, they will definitely take hostages as a threat to avoid being shot down by missiles, which is also not allowed by the French government.

Baron Georges Eugénie Haussmann, the chief of the Paris police, was under great pressure, walking around in front of the police car with his bald head, sometimes discussing tactics with his deputies, but still unable to do anything about it.

There were already two corpses on the ground, and even the negotiators did not dare to enter them. There are also many policewomen who ride tall horses, high boots, blue hair and blue eyes, heroic posture, and beautify the Parisian environment, but unfortunately they are not useful at all except for fear.

Because of the successive attacks, the whole of Paris was thrown into panic, and people were at a loss, and some people complained about the incompetence of the government.

Just when Baron Osman was at his wit's end, a young man with black hair and yellow skin approached, and the police immediately stopped him, telling him that martial law was under fire and that he should take a detour.

"If you want to solve this problem, maybe I can help you. Shi Fan spoke in Chinese, which most French people could not understand, and looked at each other one by one.

Click, the horse's hooves sounded softly, a policewoman on horseback came over, looking at the rank on the epaulettes, this is like the captain of the women's mounted police team, she has fluttering blonde hair, blue eyes, large breasts and thin waist, with the police uniform, black high boots, not only pure and beautiful, but also charming and sassy, like the most beautiful and sexy one in the women's mounted police team.

"Are you Chinese?" the policewoman asked.

"That's right, if you want to get rid of this crisis and get rid of the terrorists, I can try to help you. Shi Fan said.

"Abby, what's the matter?" Osman shouted, waving his hand to get Shi Fan away.

"Chief Ottoman, this Chinese said he could help us?" Abby said.

"You?" Osman looked at Shi Fan and waved his hand repeatedly: "Go and don't make trouble, let him leave." ”

He is anxious, where will he believe that a Chinese can solve this matter.

A few policemen came up and were about to pull Shi Fan, Shi Fan's arm shook, and there was a thunderbolt, and four or five policemen flew out. Shi Fan walked directly to the opposite building.

Abby sat on his horse and watched the scene, his face full of shock, what strength did this Chinese man have?

"Stop!" another group of cops rushed over.

"Let him pass. Old Osman shouted, suddenly changing his mind, Shi Fan's performance made him faintly expect this Chinese.

"Crackling!" The police officers flew out again, and Shi Fan had already seen the direction and position, and rushed towards the bank building opposite.

Under the stop of the Ottoman chief, no one stopped him anymore, everyone was looking at this Chinese young man who was rushing towards the building, and the female police officer Abby was even more holding her shoulders and looking at the figure of this Chinese man with great interest.

Under everyone's gaze, Shi Fan came to the building opposite the bank, and everyone saw that he wanted to go up to the rooftop, thinking that he would definitely climb the stairs to go up, but Shi Fan didn't even turn around, and walked straight to the downstairs, and flew up directly.

"Chinese Kung Fu!" The scene was full of exclamations, most French people have never been to China, Chinese Kung Fu is mysterious to many French people, it is natural to think that Shi Fan is performing Chinese Kung Fu, and suddenly look forward to it.

Shi Fan's body rose and kicked on the marble pillar with French characteristics, and flew up again with the help of strength, and when everyone reflected, he had come to the balcony on the second floor, jumped up directly on the balcony on the second floor, and then bounced up directly on the balcony on the third floor.

Everyone looked stupid, Chinese kung fu deeply shocked everyone's heart, but what about the robber in the bank, isn't it on the roof of this building, does Chinese kung fu work so far away?

Under everyone's gaze, Shi Fan jumped and pedaled continuously, and it only took more than ten seconds to reach the roof of the building.

"It's time for Usain Bolt to retire, compared to Chinese kung fu, Usain Bolt is weak!" someone muttered, the speed of people going upstairs is catching up with you running 100 meters, how can this compare.

"This is the legendary cornice walking wall, Chinese kung fu NO.1!" The foreigners picked up their big fingers one by one, staring at their eyes, and the blondes became nymphomaniacs, in their opinion, he simply flew up along the wall, isn't this the cornice walking wall.

The people below looked at the roof of the building, there was shock and expectation, and some people looked at the distance between the building and the bank, damn more than 300 meters, this Chinese will not use their skills to fly over, everyone is looking forward to it.