The hostages had been sedated before, and considering the danger, Liu Jian wrapped the child in a sheet and tied it to the outside of the window, so that it would fly sideways inside, and when the bomb was littered, it would not be injured.

It was precisely because of his move that during the shootout with Richard and others, none of the shrapnel and stray bullets flying in the conference room hit the hostages, and even Liu Jian himself was injured.

"Are you alright?" Liu Jizu said with concern.

"I'm fine, let's hurry up and retreat, after all, this is the FBI building, I'm afraid it's not good if I don't leave." Liu Jian hugged the sleeping Zhengxiang child and gently put her on his back.

"Well, let's go together, I'll inform Brother Peng-"

Liu Jizu has not forgotten that Peng Yixing was fighting with many FBIs at the entrance of the building, and it was he who shot at the FBI of the entire building, holding them back, so that Liu Jizu and Liu Jian could defeat Richard and his gang and rescue the hostages.

Liu Jizu and Liu Jian did not choose to jump out of the window to escape this time, because Liu Jian was carrying a hostage, although the child was very light, but if he chose that way, he might accidentally fall directly from the upstairs and die.

So their choice was to go through the back door, kill out through the back door, and when they came to the back door, they found that there was no one, just two police officers waiting inside.

Liu Jizu directly broke the glass with one shot, and then accurately threw a grenade into it, solved the two people, and then knocked off the door lock with two shots, and directly opened the back door to let Liu Jian go first.

"You go first, I'll send a signal to inform Brother Peng-"

"Okay—"

The so-called signal is also very simple, Liu Jizu took out the mobile phone he bought on the black market and sent a message to Peng Yixing, and then took out a firework from his body and released it, and the fireworks flew into the air and exploded, which was a signal to inform him to retreat.

The feelings were all pulled away by Peng Yixing's hatred.

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Peng Yixing, who was single-handedly fighting several teams of the FBI in front, was already crazy, hiding behind a pillar with red eyes, panting and red-eyed, but his expression was excited, too exciting.

In the hall near the main entrance on the first floor, the floor was full of wailing or heavy casualties FBI, some were not killed, some were already dead, all because they habitually used popcorn production machines to solve problems, and when they encountered danger, they were in danger of a series of popcorn past, emptying the magazine, and the wrong thinking logic made them keep keeping a distance from Peng Yi in a shootout, or throwing grenades.

If they had a little better person, a little bolder, from the ventilation duct or climbing the wall to the outside, and sneak up on Peng Yixing in close combat, this battle would have been over a long time ago.

Although Peng Yixing's marksmanship is like a god, his skills are average, but he is more agile in perennial training, and a tall foreigner may be able to defeat him.

But no one dares to go, because in the beautiful country, bullets are not long-eyed, no matter how good kung fu is practiced, it is a peanut to solve, as long as the other party has a gun, no one is willing to risk their lives to approach the other party, and the dead friends are not dead and poor.

Under this kind of thinking logic, no one in the FBI thought of melee combat with Peng Yixing, of course, the most important thing is that the leader Richard was not on the scene, otherwise he could have ordered some people to take risks.

Peng Yixing saw the fireworks outside the house, and also felt the vibration of the mobile phone in his arms, picked it up and looked at it, knowing that it was time to retreat, Liu Jizu's rescue had been completed, and if he didn't leave, he might stay forever.

Immediately, Peng Yixing held the gun and slowly stepped back softly, and the hall was quiet and scary, because the FBIs were all scared by him, and they didn't dare to make a sound.

But when Peng Yixing walked out of the door, something happened, as soon as he turned around, he encountered a small group of people, which was outflanked to the front and wanted to encircle and suppress his FBI, but because of the fierce gunfight inside, as well as Peng Yixing's amazing marksmanship, they never dared to go in.

But the pie fell from the sky, and the other party actually came out of it, and under the great joy, several people immediately raised their guns and pointed at Peng Yixing, and they had a beautiful country's exclusive skill to empty the magazine.

Peng Yixing has a magical sixth sense, as long as someone is pointed at a gun, he has a feeling of being thorned in the back, and he feels it when several people raise their guns, and they turn around for the first time, dodge, and raise their guns.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The two sides began to shoot at each other, and the two on the opposite side were shot, Peng Yixing was also hit in the leg, although this blow did not cause fatal damage, but it cut off his hope of escaping, and he could still cover his escape if his arm was injured, but his thigh was injured, and it was difficult to walk.

"What a coincidence, is this providential?" Peng Yixing smiled, hid behind the bunker and took out a bandage to tie his thighs unconcernedly, so as not to lose too much blood and get dizzy.

"Oh God, I hit him, he's got a thigh injury, he can't run, everybody."

"If you want to get on you, he has a thigh injury, not a hand injury, that guy is very accurate in marksmanship, do you want to be shot in the head by him?"

"Fack, I'd rather face a robber robber robber than confront him head-on, he's a grim reaper, as long as he has a bullet in his gun, I won't go there."

The remaining two people were so noisy that neither of them dared to rush over, and finally decided to call for help on the spot, and let the others come with grenades or rifles to suppress the bandit.

"Richard, we wounded that bandit on the first floor, you guys are coming for reinforcements? Chief? ”

"Hey, hey, Richard, what's wrong with you, talk-"

Suddenly, they found that their director Richard could no longer be contacted, and for a while they looked at each other, unable to figure out what was going on.

Phew-

Two grenades flew over, gurgling and rolling down to the ground towards them, the two of them were so frightened that they didn't look back, and jumped three meters away, but it was already too late.

Bang!

The grenade exploded, blowing them all to the ground, the people in the original hall just wanted to come out, heard the grenade explosion, and retracted again, don't expect a group of black FBI to be desperate, they can't spend a lot of money, and they haven't enjoyed life yet.

Liu Jizu helped Peng Yixing up, "Brother Peng, it's okay-"

Peng Yixing smiled, "It's okay, I was shot in the thigh, I thought I was going to die here today." ”

"What are you talking about bad luck, I'll take you out, let's go-" Liu Jizu carried Peng Yixing on his back, but Peng Yixing asked him to carry him in turn, and then stared at the back with a gun in both hands

With Peng Yixing, he fled without danger, and he didn't know if he was afraid of being killed during the whole process, whether it was Liu Jian and Liu Jizu, or Peng Yixing, who had been shooting downstairs, they didn't dare to come out.

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A day later, inside the embassy, Sun Funian slapped the table at a blonde man with a serious face.

"I lodge a grave protest with you—"

What to protest, of course it's Liu Jian's business, Richard is already dead, and his daughter has been rescued, so naturally he doesn't have to endure it anymore, just take out the video, and then make as much trouble as he can, wronging our excellent agent, and throwing pots on his head, who can bear it.

The foreigner was also sweaty, and he kept comforting Sun Funian and not exposing the matter to the outside, "Mr. Sun, there is something to discuss, Liu Jian is an excellent agent, this time he came to carry out the mission, it is our internal fault that he was framed and framed, Richard has been determined to be the black policeman who received the money." ”

"As for whether he is behind the Flour King, we are still investigating, your daughter is safe and sound now, and you should know from last night's news that one of our FBI buildings was attacked."

The foreigner looked at Sun Funian, "There are more than 20 detectives killed and wounded, and the injured have not yet been counted, such a big thing has alarmed the president, if Your Excellency must be exposed, then please hand over Liu Jian, and when we investigate the attack on the FBI branch clearly, we will return his innocence——"

To put it bluntly, it's not right that our family's black police, but so many were killed by the agents you secretly sent, and it's embarrassing to expose it, but you can't please it, so many lives, let's take a step back in this matter, and deal with it secretly.

It's not right that Richard kidnapped your daughter, but so many people have died, and the president has to give an explanation to the media when it is exposed, and we won't be able to please it at that time

Sun Funian naturally heard the meaning, his face turned pale, but he knew the severity and nodded, "Then I ask to protect the safety of our personnel, and they must not be investigated again."

"OK, OK, it's good to discuss, we can also compensate them a little, but you have to make sure that this video can't be leaked, and we will also give you an explanation for Richard's collection of black money, and we will also make a compensation to Agent Liu Jian"

Sun Funian said lightly, "He has gone back now, if you want to make amends, go to Hong Kong Island to find him yourself-"

Sun Funian contacted a wealthy Chinese man in San Francisco and borrowed his yacht to send the injured Peng Yixing and Liu Jian to Mexico, where they will take a plane back to Hong Kong Island.

Who made Mexico the closest to the beautiful country, and it was easier to do things over there.

As for Liu Jizu, he didn't go with the boat, but he stayed, because the team had already lost one game in the World Cup, and there was a sign of being eliminated, although he knew that he might not be able to win the Hercules Cup, but he still wanted to fight.

Anyway, he disguised himself and ruined the surveillance, and he didn't leave any video at the scene that could face his true face, so he was naturally not afraid of staying in the beautiful country.

"Azu, you're here so well, you know that we've lost badly in the past few days since you're away—"

In the hotel, as soon as I saw Liu Jizu, I complained to him miserably, "Do you know how many goals we lost?" ”

"It can't be a double digit, right?" Liu Jizu asked with a smile.

"Almost, seven to two, I met a strong opponent like Argentina in the first game, and I was directly kicked by them seven to two, which was not so miserable, but in the second half, the players lost their morale, and they kicked from three to one to seven to two, you say it's miserable."

(End of chapter)