"That's also called a weapon?" Looking at the two knives in Sun An's hand, Harris laughed, "The reason is not sufficient, I can't shoot if there are ten more reasons like this, and I will be laughed at for the rest of my life if I am scared to shoot by two fruit knives." ”

Those two knives are indeed very suitable for cutting apples, but they are ridiculous for killing, and I am afraid that even a little girl of four or five years old would not be frightened by such knives.

Sun An also laughed, a long time ago, the purpose of using this kind of knife was to make the enemy relax their vigilance, laugh at him, and despise him, just like Harris is now, after that, his fame is getting bigger and bigger, and the reputation of murder is getting bigger and bigger, and the small knife can't play the role of bluffing, but he has used it to it, so he doesn't bother to change it.

It's been a long time since anyone laughed at his knife, and a feeling of nostalgia filled his heart, and he was immersed in memories like an old man remembering his first love, which was a good feeling.

It wasn't just Harris who laughed, almost all the members of the action team laughed, they wore in-ear communicators, and after Sun An showed his weapon, noisy laughter and discussion sounded in the headphones, and some people even saw that Sun An had two "knives" in his hands when reminded by others, and they also laughed.

Until Jiang Wei's voice sounded: "That's a tea knife, also called a tea cone, which is used by Chinese people to pry tea cakes, tea bricks, and dismantle tea leaves." ”

The laughter immediately became smaller, everyone listened attentively, this woman who doesn't like to talk suddenly spoke, what she wants to say must be something important, they will laugh at Sun An's knife, but they will not laugh at Sun An, the commander and deputy commander have repeatedly emphasized that this is an extremely dangerous person, and they will not take it lightly.

Jiang Wei's voice sounded very clear: "The general tea knife does not have a sharp edge, the blade is short, and it does not belong to the controlled weapon, but his ones have been sharpened quickly, very sharp, the handle of the tea knife is long and the blade is short, like a scalpel, but the blade is thick, and the piercing force is much stronger than the scalpel, he has used his tea knife to do 'surgery' on many people, and if he doesn't want to be his next 'patient', don't underestimate his knife." ”

For the first time in more than half a month, she said so many words, and everyone was surprised and noticed her seriousness, but they still couldn't take that kind of knife seriously, but for the sake of face, they stopped sneering loudly.

"That's the weapon. Harris pulled out his pistol from his waist, muzzle up, and showed Sun An, not the most common desert eagle in novels, not the most common M1911 in games, not the most common revolver in movies and television, but a K105R fully automatic pistol.

This gun doesn't look much different from a normal pistol, but when the automatic mode is turned on, it can shoot all fifteen bullets in two seconds, the gun is not large, it is easy to carry, it is easy to change ammunition, the design is reasonable and it is not easy to jam, and it can be used as a miniature submachine gun with enough magazines.

"If you want to learn from Crocodile Dundee, you have to at least take out a decent knife, and one more line will be ruined by a gun. Sun An smacked his lips, and out of his gaze, he saw that all the members of the action team around him had followed Harris and took out their guns.

Most people are in a standard two-handed posture with the muzzle facing the ground, and they can raise their guns to aim at any time, but one of them forgot what Jiang Wei said, and he habitually raised his gun and aimed at Sun An.

Sun An slowly turned his head to look at the man, his eyes narrowed slowly, he didn't like people pointing a gun at him - people in their right mind probably didn't like it - the difference was that he didn't see the gun as too much of a threat, and when he was pointed at the gun, he would not raise his hand to surrender, but do something to the person holding the gun.

In most people's minds, this is a sign of a penchant for death.

Sun An's movements made the agent realize that he had made a mistake, and hurriedly withdrew his gun and looked at Harris, but it was too late, and the yellow figure was already walking towards him.

"Stop, don't come any closer, throw away your weapon and lie on the ground. The agent reacted extremely quickly, and re-raised the gun to aim at Sun An, he is not a rookie, he knows what the standard procedure is in this situation, and he went to see Harris just because the tactical arrangement was different from usual, since things had happened, all he had to do was to stabilize the situation and wait for Harris's instructions.

Sun An stopped, tilted his head to look at the agent, and asked, "Why should I listen to you? Just because you have a gun in your hand?"

Is the question of whether force can represent power? This question can be simple and complex, and it can be raised to a philosophical point of view, or it can be answered simply with a fist, but no one has the heart to discuss it now.

"He's tempting. Jiang Wei's voice sounded in the headphones again.

She's from Group B, hiding behind cover, and can observe the situation in this corner, and can also hear everything happening here through headphones.

"Tempting what?" asked another member of Group B curiously.

"Test our bottom line, see how extreme it is that we shoot when there are passengers nearby, and then move against our bottom line. Jiang Wei's words obviously increased after seeing Sun An, but the tone of voice was no different from before.

"Tempting with your own life? "Some people are puzzled.

"His life is cheap. Jiang Wei gave a more puzzling answer.

The strange thing is that Sun An seemed to be able to hear her speak, turned his head to look at where she was, and the tip of the bird's beak pointed very accurately at the obstacle where Jiang Wei was hiding.

No one could see the complicated emotions flashing in his eyes, Jiang Wei touched a trace of his heartstrings, but the string sound that played out was not pleasant to him, memories are not necessarily good, but no matter whether they are good or bad, memories are just memories after all, and some things will not help even if there is regret medicine.

When he looked at the agent again, Sun An's eyes were full of smiles again.

He obediently stopped, chuckled, leaned forward, swayed from side to side, and his arms hanging in front of him were relaxed, and they shook with him, like the pendulum of a table clock.

It was a strange move, and the members of the action team looked at each other, not knowing what to do.

Not only the action team, but also the passengers who were exiting the scene were also looking this way, they saw Sun An, and also saw those detectives and guns, and talked in a low voice, this is a typical police scene to catch the bad guys, and the guy wearing the terrible mask does look like the bad guy.

The situation seemed to be under control, so that the guns in the hands of the agents did not frighten them, but made them stop and want to have a good time, on the one hand, hoping for a more exciting scene, so that they could brag to their friends when they returned, and on the other hand, hoping that something too big would happen, and that there was nowhere to escape in the middle of the sea, and their ambivalence was exciting.

"Jiang, what is he doing?" After looking at it for a while, Harris opened his mouth to ask the deputy commander, he had realized that it was a very stupid thing to ignore Jiang Wei, if he had gone to ask her about Sun An earlier, maybe it would not be this kind of situation now.

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