Blazing blood spurted out of the neck, the falling head rolled on the ground a few times and stopped, the dust-stained head opened its eyes widely, there seemed to be some doubts in its eyes, and its mouth was slightly open, as if it was about to say something. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The headless corpse of the "boom ......" fell to the ground......

"Da ......" The remaining four terrorists were not surprised, and their backs were against each other, and they began to shoot wildly in all directions...... This group of people is still very experienced, and they even fought back at the first time they were attacked, so this group of terrorists also has military qualities, if they meet ordinary people, there is basically no possibility of survival, but unfortunately, they met Lin Xuan......

"Huh......" Lin Xuan swung his sword again, and a big head fell in response, just touching the previous head, and there was a creepy feeling when the four eyes met each other.

There was another burst of gunfire, and the remaining three people ran out of bullets in the guns, and then quickly changed the magazines, and then shot wildly, and the walls of the whole room were full of holes, and countless bullet holes appeared in all corners of the room, stirring up countless smoke and dust.

Without any accidents, "......" dropped a head again. The remaining two people finally began to be terrified, shouting and not knowing what to say...... If it was English, Lin Xuan might still be able to understand it, but these two people might be the native dialect of their hometown, and I don't know what to say......

Immediately afterwards, I saw the two of them throwing the guns on their bodies, and running towards the staircase frantically, it was too terrifying, it was really terrifying, I really couldn't imagine that anyone could dodge such a dense gunfire in such a small room and be unscathed, I really couldn't imagine what that sudden flash of silver-white light was, as long as it flashed, there would be a head falling.

Naturally, these two people did not know about the existence of the cultivators, and even the leader of this terrorist, Abdullah, was not qualified to know about the existence of the repairer. In fact, the existence of cultivators is also one of the reasons why certain countries secretly support terrorists to achieve their political goals. There are cultivators, and as long as the terrorists are disobedient or do something out of the ordinary, there will be cultivators who will quietly take action to wipe them out......

Although these two people ran away, Lin Xuan didn't intend to let them run out alive. Although they didn't know about the existence of cultivators, if they were allowed to run out, who knew what they would say, and once they leaked their mouths to someone who knew about cultivators, they would be exposed, and now was not the time to be exposed.

Holding the sword in his right hand, Lin Xuan quickly chased after him, and without using the source qi Lin Xuan's speed was far from being comparable to these ordinary people, not to mention that the level of the remaining two people was at most about the third grade of the objective lens, which was stronger than ordinary people, but it was far from being compared to those elites......

"Huh......" Lin Xuan brought a breeze beside him, which was different from the dust, but in the eyes of the two terrorists, it was like a demon god sticking out from the endless unknowable place to cut off the heads of the first three people.

The two of them kneel on the ground with strange screams, and kept buttoning their heads towards Lin Xuan...... There are words in his mouth, but Lin Xuan doesn't understand what they say, and he doesn't have any other thoughts to let them go back and disturb the morale of the army or anything, the terrorists will definitely be destroyed under the attack of the Vienna military, and they will only expose Lin Xuan's target if they go out......

......Two bright silver lights flashed, and the heads of the remaining two terrorists also fell, with tears of horror on their faces, and their bodies had fallen to the side limply......

Lin Xuan casually picked up a white sheet, wiped the blood stains on the long sword, turned his head and saw the grenades on these terrorists, tilted his head and thought for a while, put the bodies of several people together, and reached out to put a few grenades around the corpses. And then there is one in the hand.

Walking to the staircase, Lin Xuan opened the safety of the grenade, played with it in his hand, looked at the white smoke that was constantly bubbling, and gently threw the grenade into a pile of grenades next to the corpse......

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The battle between the first and second floors was in full swing, an explosion broke out on the third floor, and the special forces on the sixth floor were attacked by the mercenaries as soon as they all arrived. In order to protect so many hostages, they can only worry about the safety of this group of hostages, and on the other hand, they are worried about the safety of the hostages on the eighth floor, and they can also resist the attacks of the mercenaries......

In fact, their worries were unnecessary, the mercenaries would not attack the hostages, Talal was afraid of accidental injuries, and the order was that the army would kill at will, but it was not allowed to kill any hostages, so the two sides fought in ping-pong, but there were no casualties for a while, and everyone was tempting.

On the eighth floor, everyone was in a state of confusion, and there may be a few people who could understand a little, but they were all quietly hiding to the side, and the remaining team of guarding mercenaries was also bored......

The people on the tenth floor are waiting, waiting for the news of the special forces who are crawling on the eighth floor through the exhaust passage, and the people on the eleventh floor are also waiting, the space troops on the roof of the building have already exchanged fire with the team, and there is no time to tell the winner or loser, and the double defense is very cautious. At the same time, he was still waiting for the cultivator's people to make a move, it didn't matter if he failed here, as long as the big plan could be implemented. In addition, two people on the eleventh floor were also quietly going downstairs, preparing to join Lin Xuan.

The building is a pot of porridge, the most frustrating is probably the hotel's high-level management, they can already see their gloomy future, although the outside of the building is blocked by the police, but for the first-hand news and the reporter students who are not afraid of death are also very powerful.

Duret didn't come out, and he couldn't be interviewed by the commander in the command car, but the chubby police officer ran out, and this guy and his deputy are now in the place where the reporters are most likely to maintain order.

Actually, this group of reporters was quite peaceful, after all, they have all gone through strong winds and waves, but some reporters asked to enter the inside to follow the commander to follow up and report, which is also a normal request, but not yet, because the form inside is more complicated, if the form is clearer, some reporters will be allowed to enter. The reporters also knew that they could not disturb the army's movements, so they only inquired about the general situation, and then hurriedly wrote some real-time reports.

But when the gunfire rang out, the group of reporters immediately exploded, and the continuous explosions added fuel to the fire, the first explosion can explain that the terrorists were demonstrating, but how to explain the subsequent gunshots, and the constant exchange of fire, the constant roar, this is obviously the rhythm of the assault......

"Mr. Officer, you said before that there were a lot of hostages inside, and now they are in the negotiation period, so what's going on with this huge gunshot?"

"Mr. Officer, is the military going to storm in, what if the terrorists kill the hostages?"

"Mr. Officer, have our negotiations with the terrorists broken down?"

"Mr. Officer, could you please explain......"

"Mr. Officer......"

The countless questions had already made the fat officer a little powerless to parry, and large drops of sweat overflowed from his forehead, the most important thing was that he didn't know what Duret was doing at all, why he would go straight to the fire......