Chapter 8: The Corners of the Old Pages

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"Woohoo!"

Harris pulled out his gun and pulled the trigger against the ceiling.

The sound of gunfire drowned out all movement, and many people stopped and looked in horror, and then they heard Harris's roar, which was much louder than the gunshots: "Get down!

He roared so that the people nearby fell to the ground, most of them were so frightened that they fell to sit down, and the members of the action team were temporarily deaf, and the headphones all roared a sonic boom, but they reacted quickly, and they understood Harris's intentions without explanation, and immediately followed the gunshots into the sky and roared loudly.

Harris's idea is very simple, they don't have a boarding record, and they don't care about the life or death of these passengers, as long as they are not caught and detained on the ship, anything can be handed over to the diplomat to deal with, and if people are good and are bullied, then they can simply be bad people, and they are also bad people with guns, and see if anyone dares to resist them.

I've caught a lot of robbers before, and I've seen a lot of them, and the action team is also very good at pretending to be robbers, anyway, this is the top floor of the cruise ship, and bullets won't hurt anyone if they hit the ceiling.

The travelers are actually waiting for this moment, they have no master, they don't know what to do, they can't get out and can't hide, and finally someone tells them what to do, and they are still people with guns, and it is the wisest choice to do it, and in an environment with guns, lying down is also a correct way to do it.

So the ground was full of people, and some people went down and began to take out their wallets, untie their watches, and wait to hand them over.

If the chaos was a storm, the ballroom is now in the center of the eye of the storm, as calm as a late-night bedroom, but unfortunately the nightmare has to continue—as soon as the traveler gets down, the figure in the bright yellow raincoat is revealed.

Sun An stood in front of Jiang Wei, very close, his right hand on her shoulder, as if to hug her into his arms, his left hand hanging beside him, looking down at her face;

At first glance, it looks like two lovers saying goodbye at the airport or station, whispering their promises.

If you look closely, you can see the anomaly.

His right hand was on her shoulder, as if to hug her into his arms, but in fact, he used the tip of the tea knife against the side of her neck, and his left hand hung down, in fact, he held the chamber of her pistol, pressed the barrel downward, and looked up at her, the tip of the beak of the beak hung in front of her right eye, less than two centimeters away, and could be pecked at any time.

She looked a little restrained, because both hands were exerting force, the left hand that was raised wanted to remove his hand from his shoulder, the right hand that was hanging wanted to break free from his hand, and she lowered her head not because she was shy, but because she wanted to avoid the tip of the bird's beak, but unfortunately she didn't succeed.

The sleeve of the pistol was already in an empty compartment, and the muzzle of the pistol was smoking, indicating that the gun had just been fired, and all the bullets had been exhausted in one go, and the gunfire overlapped with the gunfire of the members of the operation team just now.

"Don't shoot. Harris whispered that Sun An had given them enough reasons to shoot, but now was not a good time, shooting at him might kill Jiang Wei.

Sun An's voice also sounded at this time, and Jiang Wei, who was full of smiles, asked, "Is it because I am too charming, or is your taste too unique?"

He didn't stab the tea knife into Jiang Wei's neck, but let go of his hand after he finished speaking, first let go of the pistol, and then withdrew his right hand on her shoulder, hanging his hands at his side, and took a half step back, keeping the tip of the bird's beak away from her right eye.

"I just wanted to kill you. Jiang Wei glanced down at Sun An's right hand, the hand and the tea knife were stained red with blood, the blood was dripping down the tip of the knife and the finger buckle, and there were also some blood spots on the bright yellow raincoat, especially on the sleeves and shoulders, the blood droplets were larger, all of them were splashed at medium and low speeds, and they were brought out when the knife was drawn.

"It's not easy to kill me? You've probably succeeded many times. Sun An held the bird's beak and adjusted the mask, a little regretful that he took this thing by hand, this thing looks interesting, but also quite scary, but the mouth is too long, the tip of the mouth is still a little heavy, and it is easy to be crooked by inertia when it turns sharply, and it must be corrected frequently.

His words were very strange, but Jiang Wei not only understood, but also said even more strange words: "But you can't be sure if you have been killed by me, and I don't remember killing you, if you are not completely killed, it doesn't count." ”

The two stood face to face and chatted like this, and they were like a pair of old classmates who met on the street, but the conversation was a little scary, Harris they couldn't understand Chinese, even if they could understand it, they couldn't understand what the two were saying, they only felt that the relationship between the two was unusual, and the reason why Jiang Wei, an "expert", joined this team was probably not a business trip, but something more personal.

"Be patient, be confident, and one day you will succeed in killing me. Sun An said a friendly "comfort", turned his head to look at the surrounding situation, turned back to look at Jiang Wei, and continued to speak after a few seconds, "Hmm...... I don't regret killing your sister with my own hands, and I'll do it as many times I get the chance, and I'm not doing anything wrong. ”

The mask covered his face, and no expression could be seen, but his voice was noticeably lower than before.

This sentence was even more strange, but Jiang Wei was still calm: "You didn't do anything wrong, I didn't kill you to take revenge, I just let you pay for your life, but you are also responsible, don't try to escape." ”

"Escape?" Sun An's voice was full of laughter again, "Responsibility is the same as hemorrhoids, others think you have it, you have it, it's useless to break the fart crack to show chrysanthemums, otherwise how can there be so much dirty water splashed on me? Not to mention the Yellow River, I can't wash it by jumping into the Pacific Ocean, and I can't even pollute the seawater." ”

"That's self-love, flies don't bite eggs. Jiang Wei said coldly.

"Ha! If you really lift me up, people will only call me a fly, not an egg. Sun An laughed, lifted his mask and reached in and scratched the tip of his nose, "You want to kill me to pay for my life, I don't object, but I want to advise you, if you still follow me like this, it is likely to follow your sister's old path in another form, although you are not as beautiful as her, but I can't refuse such an interesting experience as 'Sister Flower', she has a beautiful birthmark on her right chest, like a leaf, I don't know if you have it?"

Jiang Wei's face turned pale all of a sudden, and she was swollen red from anger, but before she could attack, Sun An suddenly twisted her body and crossed back.

The hem of the raincoat was raised again, like the front of Wong Fei Hung's long shirt, and like the back of Altaïr's thorn.

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