Chapter 7: The Bad Guys

"He wanted to use those passengers as a shield against bullets. Seeing Sun An's back to Harris, a member of the action team hiding behind cover tried to analyze his behavior patterns.

The members of Group B are relatively idle, hoping that Sun An will miss a few people, so that they will have a chance to sneak attack.

"No, he just wants you to point a gun at the passengers. Jiang Wei denied the man's conjecture, "If you want to take the traveler as a hostage, he will seal the door of the hall, and no one will be able to get out." ”

After her reminder, Harris and the others realized that a greater panic had appeared, their guns followed Sun An's movement, he walked towards the crowd, the guns were pointed at the crowd, they had just fired, the green smoke coming out of the muzzles had not completely disappeared, how could the passengers who were pointed at not be afraid?

The door has been blocked, the people stuck in the door are so squeezed that they can't vomit blood and can't get out, and those who are pointed at guns have no other way but to retreat, but there are people behind them, and they can't even retreat.

The situation became that the people in front couldn't get out, the people in the back squeezed forward, the people in the middle retreated, and the hall door was so messy that the number of injured people suddenly increased, and the injuries were much more serious than the stampede.

And Sun An's proximity added fuel to the fire.

He was a murderer, a target of shooting, and wherever he went, the bullets could fly, and it was wise to stay away from him, so people ran and ran even more frantically.

Sun Anke didn't care about any of this, and walked leisurely towards the turbulence, putting his hands on John's shoulders, looking like he was playing a game of driving a train when he was a child.

However, it can be seen from John's expression that he really doesn't like the game.

"Alright, stop, slowly turn to face your companions, rest assured, I have no intention of executing you. Sun An can only control John by voice, and he has to cooperate with his movements, but it is worth it to easily leave the encirclement and create a wounded.

John stopped slowly, turned slowly, every movement was very gentle, and he finally turned a hundred and eighty degrees, and saw not the hope of being rescued, but a group of companions who had lowered their guns, they followed a little, but the closest were five meters away.

"John, have you ever heard such a saying? Sun An's voice sounded behind John, "Cutting your wrists and committing suicide, cutting horizontally is for people to see, and cutting vertically is for heaven to see, the person who said this is me, you should understand the reason." ”

After speaking, he pressed his hands slightly, pushed the blade of the tea knife a little further inward like an acupuncture master, pressed the end of the handle with the inside of his two little fingers, and continued: "Now I have stabbed the knife vertically into the blood vessels on the side of your neck, as for the jugular vein or the carotid artery, it doesn't matter, the blood vessel wall and the blade fit, there will not be too much blood flowing out, and the vertical blade will not hinder blood circulation, if you want to live or die, you will pull out the knife, if you want to live, lift your hand up, and hold the blade." ”

Beads of sweat ran down John's forehead, and he raised his hand and grasped two tea knives as if he were holding a pen.

"Good, steady, gentle, don't push too hard. ”

Sun An slowly let go of his hand, looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction, for fear of blowing John's neck off in one breath, and said softly, "Yes, that's it, you can go, find a place where no one sits, it's best to ask a few people to take turns to help you hold the knife, so as not to make your hands sore, my knife is very sharp, it is not recommended that you support your elbows on the table, bumps are easy to expand the wound, it is best to clamp the armpit and let the arm move with the body." ”

John walked forward according to his words, Sun An's every word was very reasonable, he couldn't do it if he didn't do it, his life was in his hands, he had to be cautious, clamped his armpits, and walked forward with small steps like a little girl.

Sun An quickly retreated, retreated to the crowd, looked at John's back and sighed: "No wonder no one has called me a blood pump recently, I didn't pierce the blood vessels, but only pierced the outer wall, I'm really getting kinder and kinder......"

As if jumping into the water, he crashed into the crowd, his voice and figure vanishing along with him, only for the occasional flash of bright yellow in the gap.

"Find him. Harris rushed out when John and Sun An were separated, and did not forget to put away his automatic pistol, but his movements were far less agile than Sun An, and he would not use the kind of sharp turn and running method that was almost self-harming.

The rest of the action team members rushed in, they didn't put away their guns, and completely scared the crowd gathered around the hall door, the power was even greater than Sun An, the passengers no longer crowded the door, and ran around with their teeth and claws, trying to find a cover, but the better ones were occupied by the members of Group B, and the ones were almost occupied by the fast runners, so they had to continue to run around, hiding behind the tables and chairs that were pushed down, and soon felt that the tables and chairs that would break down were not safe enough, and ran out again.

The ballroom seemed to become very cramped all of a sudden, crowded like a Black Friday hypermarket.

"He's ...... Hmm......" The sound in the headphones suddenly sounded and disappeared suddenly, indicating that Sun An was actively acting.

Muffled grunts rang out one after another, each one meant that there were casualties, the yellow shadow fluttered like a candle flame, and it was like a violently burning thermite, which could not be touched, and if it got close, it would be burned.

Harris's face was grim, he felt that his actions were blocked and restricted everywhere, as if he was being watched by Sun An, no matter how experienced he was, it was impossible for him to encounter such a situation, it was no longer feasible to follow the rules, and he had to think of a way out of the box.

It was at this time that Jiang Wei spoke, she was also thinking about the same question, and came to a conclusion: "We have walked into his trap, the trap designed by him and built with our help." ”

"What do you mean?" Harris could see that the current situation was in favor of Sun An, who was acting alone, and not good for them, who were acting collectively, but he didn't understand why they had built the trap.

Jiang Wei said lightly: "He injured two people, killed one person, no one knows the reason, the weapon he used is a chair, it has a strong target, even if he is regarded as a bad person, he is a bad person with a small threat; ”

"Good guy?" Hearing Jiang Wei's words, Harris had an inspiration, thought about it for a while, and a smile appeared on his face: "Good people are bullied, but no one dares to mess with bad people, so what kind of good person should he be?"

He pulled out his pistol again, switched to single-shot mode, and pulled the trigger when he held it up to the ceiling.

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