Chapter 1670: Impersonator

Aladdin was silent for a while, then whispered, "Put down the gun.?"
"Sir!" the bodyguard behind Aladdin whispered.
"Let it go." Aladdin smiled, and whispered, "As bodyguards, you have done your responsibilities. But I also have to do my father's responsibilities." His bodyguards looked at each other and finally dropped their guns helplessly. .
Aladdin looked at Makovsky and said, "If I don't die, you won't let me go, will you?"
"Yes. I need a chance to prove myself. That's you." Maqlovsky said solemnly, and he slowly raised the gun in his hand.
"Can you push me to my daughter's side, and give me a few more minutes to let me see her for the last time?" Aladdin whispered, "It's my last request."
"Of course, the requirements of the dying person should be met. What's more, you are the person I admire. The father desperately saved his daughter, but the last meeting turned out to be an eternal secret. This is really the last warmth and romance in the tragedy. Why do you want to Rejection?" Makovsky smiled. "But don't expect your bodyguards to approach. Let them all retreat. I will push you to your daughter's side."
Aladdin sighed, "You all go back."
"Sir." A bodyguard looked at Aladdin with some difficulty.
"Let's go. You have been with me for a long time, and finally give yourself a way out." Aladdin whispered.
The bodyguard squatted down in front of him, tidied up Aladdin's clothes, raised his cold hand, bowed his head and kissed the ring on his hand, then turned back. "Goodbye sir."
"Goodbye Duncan," Aladdin whispered.
Lin Rui and Jiang An, who were hiding above the auditorium, glanced at each other, they were puzzled, they both knew Duncan. But the bodyguard of Aladdin was definitely not Duncan. "What's the matter?" Jiang An whispered.
"I don't know." Lin Rui moved the muzzle down and carefully observed through the scope. He suddenly fixed the scope on Aladdin's feet. One detail caught his attention. Lin Rui immediately whispered, "The one in the wheelchair is not really Aladdin."
"What?" Jiang An whispered. "It's not who he is."
"I saw a little mud on the leather shoes on his feet." Lin Rui whispered, "They came in from the direction of the woods, so there was a little dirt on their feet. Aladdin's cervical spine was injured and his neck was injured. All the following are paralyzed, and he has been in a wheelchair for almost half his life, so it is impossible for him to stand up and walk. How can there be mud on his feet?"
"I also think the tone of this Aladdin's speech is different from other times. And although Aladdin is not healthy, he never wanted to take oxygen to survive. He deliberately used an oxygen mask to cover his mouth. In order to hide part of his face, the difference will not seem so obvious. It seems that this is a trap." Jiang An nodded in a low voice.
Lin Rui nodded and continued to aim the gun down.
Maklowski was very satisfied with the attitude of Aladdin's bodyguards. He walked to Aladdin's side and pushed the wheelchair to Crystal's side. "Look, it's a beautiful woman. Fortunately, she has a very good father." His tone was full of mockery.
Aladdin whispered, "I'm not good. If I were a good father, the whole thing would never be like this. I killed my daughter." He was pushed to Aladdin by Maklovsky. Next to another wheelchair. Aladdin looked at the crystal on the wheelchair and whispered, "I'm sorry, daughter."
Makovsky raised his pistol and pointed it at the back of Aladdin's head. As long as he moved his finger, Aladdin would splatter blood on the spot.
Lin Rui and the other team members hidden in the auditorium couldn't help raising their guns and aiming at Makovsky. The war is almost imminent.
The old man in the wheelchair moved in an instant. He tilted his head to avoid Maklovsky's pistol, his body jumped up like a living fish, and he pushed the wheelchair in which Crystal was sitting towards his bodyguards. Then, with the help of the momentum of landing, he lifted the wheelchair in his hand and smashed it at the secret agency.
This change is so sudden that no one would have thought that a sick old man walking on a wheelchair and living on an oxygen tank could explode such energy at this moment. Really fast, accurate and ruthless. Several militants in the secret agency were caught off guard and were hit.
Lin Rui fired at the right time, and he hit the wheelchair that had been smashed on the secret society member with a single shot. And he was hitting the oxygen tank tied to the wheelchair. With a loud noise, the spark of the bullet caused an explosion under oxygen. In an instant, the secret society members were severely burned, and their bodies were all fire. High-concentration oxygen is the best combustion-supporting, burning them up and down.
"Action!" Lin Rui ordered to drop from the ceiling. The mp7 submachine gun is as compact as a pistol. But the power is not bad, "Da Da Da". Lin Ruiren was still going down smoothly, but the bullets in his hand had already begun to spill out. "Puff puff" The sound of bullets hitting the human body is like driving beer. Those in the secret society were shot dead immediately.
The other o2 team members were also killed. The gunfight lasted for less than half a minute, and the armed men of the secret agency had been resolved, leaving only Makovsky standing on the scene.
"Put down the gun, strategist, you have lost." Lin Rui said coldly, holding the gun.
"Aladdin, you..." Maqlowski pointed at Aladdin sharply.
The "Aladdin" tore a large piece of jelly disguised as wrinkles from his face and threw it on the ground. "You admitted the wrong person, boy." His somewhat lonely smile was Zhao Jianfei.
"Aladdin, you dare to fool me?" Maqlovsky growled, "Where are you? Come out for me?"
"He didn't come at all?" Lin Rui said.
"Who knows?" Zhao Jianfei shrugged, "How about crystal?"
A bodyguard looked down and said, "The effect of the sedative has not passed, but it seems to be normal and there is no injury."
"That's good!" Zhao Jianfei nodded and said, "We have to evacuate here quickly. They still have a large number of insiders nearby and will come over at any time."
"Grab this guy as a hostage!" Sergei rushed up and kicked Maklovsky's knee. Maklovsky fell on one knee and was forced to throw away his gun.
"What a strategist, but a hairy boy. I can hit ten of this kind of stuff." Crazy Horse pushed Maklovsky and shouted, "Don't move, or I will break your head."