The top floor of the Cointreau Hotel.

There was something wrong with the atmosphere, and when others asked, they had completely forgotten their current situation, and it was clear that the robbers hadn't left yet, so they began to slap each other's ass.

What just now the anterior inner gland fluid flowed out, pour a glass of champagne and that is the wine sprinkled.

What just now hid behind the female companion for safety, that was to protect the female companion's back.

Everyone was back to that kind of high up and down.

The consul was surrounded by people and began to pat him on the back.

This is a rare opportunity to show yourself in front of the consul.

When the mood of the mixed guests began to stabilize, Bolton was reminded that he knew what to do, and immediately asked everyone loudly if there was any way to contact the police downstairs.

When this question came out, someone immediately came over to show themselves.

A fat man in his thirties with a flattering smile on his face, holding a walkie-talkie with a long antenna in his hand, trotted up to meet him:

"Mr. Consul, the bandit's walkie-talkie has fallen here!"

"Previously, the bandits used this to negotiate conditions with the police outside, and I also heard some bandits say that the walkie-talkie was connected to the police channel!"

"Oh? Good, good. ”

Bolton was overjoyed, immediately took the walkie-talkie, tried to fiddle and shouted:

"Hey! Feed! ”

"I am the temporary commander of this incident, and I have already reported your request, and the above are deliberating!" On the other side, there was a response.

The meaning of the words is clearly that Bolson is a doctor.

Because of the loud sound coming from the intercom, many people present could hear it clearly.

Everyone was ecstatic, smiling at each other, believing that it was almost safe, and that they had contacted the police, and the rescue would arrive soon.

"I'm British Consul Borson, you're the commander, aren't you? Why don't you send someone to break into the hotel, is this how you waste taxpayers' money! ”

Bolson's face was proud, and his words became high, returning to his former high-ranking temperament.

"Consul Borson?"

On the other side of the walkie-talkie was a fat commander, who was a little stunned when he heard this:

On the other side is a bandit, why did he suddenly become a consul, is there something wrong?

Puzzled, the fat commander said carefully:

"You said you were Mr. Consul, what evidence do you have?"

"Evidence?"

Borson was a little confused, and almost scolded you Amu with a sentence of the Hong Kong Comprehensive Standard, and said, forget if these police officers don't act, they have to show evidence if they admit their identities.

When the guests next to him heard this, their faces were also unsightly, especially Huo Jingliang, who stood next to Bolson and shouted loudly:

"I'm Huo Jingliang, who are you? Immediately connect me to Superintendent Lau in Central, and I'll talk to him! ”

If someone else had shouted like this, Borson would have been annoyed a long time ago.

However, he has been "difficult brothers" with Huo Jingliang tonight, and he was questioned by the temporary commander outside, so he didn't blame Huo Jingliang at all.

Because of Huo Jingliang's words, Borson reacted immediately and said:

"I'm Bolton, I don't need any evidence, you immediately wire the call to the Commissioner of Police, he knows my voice."

As he spoke, Borson walked to the floor-to-ceiling window and looked down at the road:

"Also, I'm standing at the window right now!"

"Uh......!"

The fat commander heard the imposing scolding on the other side of the walkie-talkie, and he actually believed it in his heart, but for the sake of safety, he immediately asked his deputy to report the matter to his superiors, and took out a telescope and began to look at the top floor of the Cointreau Hotel.

"What a consul!"

At a glance, the fat commander recognized that the person standing at the window was indeed the big guy who often appeared on the TV news, the British consul Borson.

Shocked and suspicious, after the fat commander recognized the person, where did he dare to wait, picked up the walkie-talkie, and hurriedly said:

"I'm sorry, Mr. Consul, I have now confirmed your identity, please forgive me for being unreasonable, I am also afraid of being deceived by the bandits."

"God bless you!"

"I wonder how you managed to escape the bandits? And now what about the bandits? ”

When Bolton heard this, he immediately became energetic, and said eloquently:

"I have not been caught by the bandits from beginning to end, and under my wise command, I, together with Lei Yaoyang, the director of Stanley corrections, together with Huo Jingliang, Mr. Ding Shanben, Miss Le Huizhen, and my wife, have personally killed more than 20 bandits."

"Now that the top floor has been captured by us, under my full control, the bandits are fleeing in confusion, and you police are still drinking afternoon tea!"

"Now I'm going to ask you, when will the police take action, what do you, the commander, do, do you want us citizens to clean up the bandits by ourselves?"

Ahem......

Ding Shanben next to him heard Boltson's words, his face instantly turned red, and he coughed again and again.

All of them were rescued, and they can even be called "oil bottles", and when they arrived at Bolson, how did they become heroic soldiers, and they also killed countless bandits with their own hands and captured the top floor!

Huo Jingliang had a look of "that's it", he kept holding the black star in his hand and didn't put it down, looking around at the many guests, full of spirit.

In the crowd, Le Huizhen also smiled skillfully, in stark contrast to the guests who either had sad faces or were too excited by Borson's words to react.

On the other side of the walkie-talkie, on the command car, the fat commander, and five or six high-ranking police officers were completely stupid, and the atmosphere fell into a dead silence for a while.

What's that?

The consul was not caught by the bandits at all, and after escaping, he killed it himself, and now he has captured the top floor?

Stanley Correctional Officer Lui Yiu-yeung, who is this?

Listen to Mr. Consul and kill bandits together under his leadership? Is this true news?

Didn't Mr. Consul get stimulated and talk nonsense?

"Sir, what should we do?"

A high-ranking person was the first to react, looking at the fat commander, he didn't know how to accept this information, and blurted out a stupid question.

"Let the Flying Tigers prepare, attack it immediately, and save people!"

The fat commander was stunned and immediately made arrangements.

Regardless of whether what Mr. Consul said is true or not, people still have to be saved, and now that the hostages are no longer in danger, they can be attacked.

“yes，sir！”

A deputy said yes and hurriedly got out of the car to make arrangements.

"By the way, call Stanley immediately and ask if there is any correctional director Ray for this!"

The fat commander rubbed his aching forehead, called another deputy, and commanded.

“yes，sir！”

The other deputy agreed, and hurriedly dialed the phone, which went directly to the Correctional Services Department.

The fat commander was temporarily relieved at this time, picked up the walkie-talkie, and began to talk to Borson again:

"Mr. Consul, we will attack now, please find a safe place and wait for rescue!"

"Humph! We're safe now, I said it, and I'm in full control of the top floor. ”

Borson was very dissatisfied with the police's rescue, and his words were not polite at all, and he said disdainfully. Compared with the British consul, the fat commander has a rank seven or eight steps lower, where he dares to talk back to others, he can only pretend that he didn't hear it, get off the command car, and personally direct the Flying Tigers to attack.