Garcia's tone was rapid, with a hint of shock and fear.

He looked at Russell's expression, and his heart was very anxious, he thought that the other party was here to find the Demon Gang, but he didn't expect him to come prepared!

Bombs were planted throughout the building, powerful enough to destroy the building, and the aftermath of the explosion could even tip over a car 10 kilometers away.

The security guards on the left and right sides of the twenty-eighth floor were obviously stunned when they heard this.

On the corner of the corridor on the far left, the security guards turned their heads to Andrew.

At this moment, Andrew's face was pale, he never thought that anyone would dare to come to the Haojue Hotel to find trouble, knowing that the owner of Haojue was the famous Joe Bush in the United States.

He is not only a global arms boss, but also a friend who works closely with the Ministry of Defense, and his influence is all over the world!

Even in the Middle East, bearded people have to give face, and if they don't give face, they have to die!

"Report to the vice president immediately, send someone to check if there are any bombs, and don't let go of every corner."

Andrew's lieutenant asked, "Boss, don't you need to evacuate?"

"Evacuate... Guests staying here." Andrew stopped before he could finish speaking.

He can't bear the consequences of such a serious decision, and he must be personally handled by his superiors, otherwise he can't stand it if something happens.

"Report to the VP and let him decide if an evacuation is needed."

"Yes!"

Andrew squinted his eyes and commanded with a walkie-talkie in his hand, "Four squads and one squad are on top of the blast shields, move forward ten meters!"

"Yes!"

Immediately, the security guards on both sides rushed out of the corner with blast shields and HK416 in hand, and slowly moved forward.

In the corridor, Garcia, Philip, and Shorty Black were shocked and hurriedly shouted, "Don't come here! Stop, idiot, fuck, let you stop!"

Andrew paused, raised his hand and clenched his fist and made a gesture, and then the advancing security stopped and half-squatted on both sides, blocking the entrances and exits on both sides of the corridor.

Ahead, Russell's body was in the room, playing with the golden sand eagle, this gun felt very good, so that he couldn't wait to try it.

But before that, he finished the work in his hands.

"You three want to live, and I just need an apology."

Russell said, "But if an apology is useful, what should I do if so many people die? I went to great lengths to find you, and you can hide the sadness in my heart by just saying sorry, so how can I repair my shocked spirit?"

At first, Garcia felt foggy when he heard his words, but finally he understood.

It's a mental damage fee!

And Philip and the short black man also seemed to react, they looked at the gun-wielding security guards on both sides, blinking their eyes and delusionally hoping to find a chance to live, but Russell's marksmanship was obvious to all, and they were afraid that they had been killed before they could escape Russell's sight.

"How much do you want?"

Russell took a cigarette out of his pocket, leaned against the door frame and lit it, exhaling the smoke and laughing, "How much do you think will be able to fill the wound in my heart?"

"Two million dollars?" Garcia was stunned, and turned to speak tentatively.

Russell sank his face when he heard this, and scolded, "*** is humiliating me!"

The dwarf black man couldn't resist the pressure and said in horror, "I have sixty million! I'll give sixty million!"

Philip said, "I only have $20 million......

Look at these big people in high positions, taking the money they earned with their lives at the bottom, and spending all their time drinking and drinking! But they never thought about what kind of treatment their subordinates were receiving at the bottom, it was a sick life of not having enough food and clothing!

What a damn thing.

"What about you?"

Garcia rolled his eyes and said, "Five hundred ......."

Russell sneered: "You are really insulting me, you are from Mexico, you were the deputy secretary of defense, although you have resigned, but you still have a good army under your command, so what kind of business are you doing?" Let me guess......

Garcia heard this

Stunned, he didn't expect Russell to judge his identity just by saying a few words.

"I, I'm willing to pay 200 million dollars! Two hundred million!

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Russell smiled and said, "Now, transfer the money."

He handed the three of them their phones and gave them an account provided by Yot.

Garcia said in a deep voice, "It will take time."

"I'll only give you ten minutes, and if the time is up and the money doesn't arrive, you can go to hell and spend it."

Then, the three of them picked up their phones and dialed a number.

"Don't think about making a move, now it's nine and a half minutes left."

At the same time, the luxury offices on the top floor of the Grand Hotel.

Vice President Mitch slapped the table in anger and hurriedly broadcast two phone calls, which were the Las Vegas police department and the military training ground stationed not far from the Hoover Dam.

"Let the damn Andrew evacuate the guests immediately, all the staff must move, the property of the guests must be safe, and go to the parking lot and drive all the cars outside to the open space, I want the entire building to be occupied on the twenty-eighth floor!"

Mitch was an instructor with SEAL III and fought not only in Afghanistan but also in the Gulf War.

He was hired by Joe Bush to become the vice president of the Grand Hotel for almost three years, during which time he made a name for himself in the industry for his dedication and indeed, without making any mistakes, and protecting the safety of his guests many times.

Mickey's face glowed red, and he picked up the satellite phone on his desk and dialed an encrypted number.

"Mr. Bush, the hotel has been attacked, and there is only one target."

"Although it is not clear about the organization behind it, this person will definitely be captured alive, and the guests will be safe."

"Don't worry, I've already called the police station and the military training base, and they'll send helicopters and special operations teams over, and the target is now blocked on the twenty-eighth floor, and it's hard to fly......

Mickey was confident, and after the call, he strode out of the office and took the elevator to the twenty-eighth floor.

"Mr. Mitch, the surveillance system inside the hotel has self-destructed, and technicians are repairing it, estimated to take four hours."

"Our staff is evacuating guests and placing them in two hotels in the city center, and once our crisis is resolved, we will bring them back and compensate them."

Mickey asked, "Is there a bomb inside the hotel?"

"The three people kidnapped by the bandits said there were bombs, and there were whole buildings. The identities of these three are Garcia, the Mexican white tether, Cotman, the boss of the Demon Gang, and his assistant Philip."

"The security guards on the 28th floor and their bodyguards are all dead......

Hearing this, Mickey stopped and turned back and said, "Tell Andrew not to act on his own, the other party is a master!"

"Yes!"

"I'll give you half an hour to check for bombs, understand?"

"Understood!"

Mickey sneered inwardly, what if he killed the security of the entire building? If such a strong man were captured alive by him, Mr. Bush would certainly be satisfied.

Even if Garcia and the others died, there would be no problem for the forces behind the Haojue Hotel.

Bush, think about the status of this surname in the United States, and you understand it all.

Twenty-eight floors, promenade.

The security guard crouched quietly, not daring to take a step.

Andrew looked at the three in front of him, almost grinding out his molars.

Because, the three of them made a few phone calls and listened to the content to transfer money to this ruthless bandit.

As the Minister of Security, Andrew doesn't want this kind of thing to happen, because it is an insult to him, the hotel security he is responsible for, if such a big thing happens, then his life will also perish, if he is fired by the Haojue Hotel, will anyone hire him?

If there is no money to earn, what will happen to the children? What about the wife? What about family and life!

I can't even think about it.

Garcia has been in business for so many years and is rich for money, his

There are more than 200 million in the account, but the money is scattered in various banks, and it takes a certain amount of time to transfer it out.

And Philip and the short black Cotman, who are engaged in gray industries, and survive in a country like the United States, the way to store money is definitely not the Federal Reserve, but can only be placed in small private banks, so it is very difficult to transfer out.

After all, private banks are not philanthropists, and they can report to the two of them at a high price, so they naturally have to use the money to do business.

In the end, the two mortgaged $80 million with real estate and shares in various businesses.

"It's time."

Russell said indifferently.

Garcia's expression was stunned, and he hurriedly said, "Give me two more minutes, and it will be fine right away!"

"I've mortgaged my property and luxury goods, and the money will arrive soon!"

Didi-

Russell's phone rang twice, and he looked up to see that it was a text message.

"$280 million in the account."

This text message was sent by the head of the FBI's Intelligence Division 3, Yort, with his confirmed news, Russell smiled slightly, typed back: "Do things as agreed, send $800,000 to my account, and I will go to your house to get the rest of the money in a week, and let your wife prepare a sumptuous dinner."

Immediately turning off the phone, Russell glanced out of the corridor, and he couldn't help but smile when he saw that the security guards were crowded on the left and right.

Turning his head to look out the window at the dark night, he smiled and said to Garcia, "You three don't move here, understand?"

"Understood."

Garcia nodded.

Russell slowly retreated to the floor-to-ceiling window, opened the window and walked to the balcony, looking down at the balcony below, as well as the crowd surging on the ground downstairs, and the flashing police lights.

At this time, the security guards on both sides of the corridor slowly approached under Garcia's waving reminder, and the three of them did not dare to move, because they did not dare to gamble, and they were afraid that they would not be able to outspeed Russell's gun.

Russell turned and pointed his gun at the trio, using the golden sand eagle to shoot them three times in the head.

Garcia and Cotman's heads burst open like watermelons.

Philip wasn't much better, as he was sitting at the front and his head was blocked by Cotman in the back, so he was only hit in the back by a bullet that hit Cotman's head.

Immediately fell, Russell shot him in the back near the heart, and then jumped off the balcony.

[The app that has been running stably for many years is comparable to the old version of the book-chasing artifact, which is used by old bookworms.]

Even if Mr. Bush orders the media not to report such a big matter, who can stop the customer's freedom of speech?

"Check! Search every floor and every room, and don't let go of a corner!"

"Yes!"

All the staff of the hotel began to move, and the sound of helicopters outside indicated that the special combat team from the military training base was coming, and the police lights were flashing were the police officers from Las Vegas.

Downstairs, police officers are responsible for transporting guests to two hotels in the city, the special operations team's helicopter lifts into the air, and the rest of the people block the entrances and exits on the ground.

But Andrew sent people to look for nearly half an hour, and he didn't see half a shadow of the bandits.

"What does he look like?"

The vice president stood beside Andrew and asked in a deep voice.

Andrew was stunned when he heard this.

Yes, none of them had seen the face of the bandit, and the people who had seen him were already dead!

"No, I don't know... I don't know, the surveillance is not working, and everyone who has seen him is dead."

Mickey's face turned cold, and he pointed to a security guard on the ground who had been shot in the chest several times and said, "The bandits shot the hostages and were shot to death by the security guards of our hotel."

Andrew was stunned for a moment and nodded, "Yes! The bandits were killed! He's dead!"

This is the only way to maintain the reputation of the Iron Fortress of the Haojue Hotel, otherwise if it is rumored that a person will raid the hotel and leave with his whole body...... stains, even the Bush family will be subject to public opinion turmoil!

"Let your subordinates learn to shut up, and when the monitoring is restored, you will personally lead the team to pick up the guests back, and I will come forward to give financial compensation."

"Yes! Thank you, Mr. Mitch, ......."

"To help you is to help me. Andrew, this man is very strong, and I would like the president to report it truthfully, because only he can find out the information."

Andrew nodded and added, "I heard three hostages calling to withdraw money, about two hundred million dollars."

Mickey's eyes lit up, "That's an idea, settle your teammates."

"Understood."

At night, around half past ten.

At the entrance of Caesar's Palace, stop a taxi.

Russell stepped out of the car in his suit and walked into the hall with a bang.

When he stood on the balcony on the twenty-eighth floor, he ate a strengthening fruit stored in the space, which instantly strengthened his original physical fitness by two times, and after jumping down again, he put one hand on the railing of the balcony on the twenty-sixth floor, and his whole body was suspended in the air.

When he landed on the thirteenth floor, he entered the room, took off his combat uniform, revealed his suit, pushed the door and came to the corridor, where he happened to meet the staff who were evacuating the crowd.

Then he followed the crowd on the bus and went all the way to the Victoria Hotel in the city, but he didn't go in, but stopped a taxi casually, and made two more trips on the way before returning to Caesar's Palace.