Chapter 300: Old ghost

Chapter 300
"Monkey head, tell the police, two conditions."
"One, within half an hour, the police and snipers got out of front of me, and two, give us two commercial vehicles, fill them up, and don't put trackers on them."
When Qin Ziyi received instructions from Shangfeng to withdraw from the command center, Zhao Wenguang also stared at the crowd outside and gave orders:
"Let them do it in half an hour! More than one minute, I kill one person, more than ten minutes, kill 20 people, tell them, more than 50 people, kill clean, it will not last long."
Hearing what Zhao Wenguang said, the hostage at the scene panicked again, as if he had really become a ghost.
Wu Lingshuang touched the corner of her mouth, and suppressed the idea of ​​shooting. She could judge from Zhao Wenguang's request that these people really didn't want to kill.
Because of the two conditions he put forward, it is too easy for the police to do, and it is not difficult to evacuate and give a car.
For the safety of fifty hostages, the police will definitely agree to the demands of the criminals.
Since the problem could be solved peacefully at the least cost, Wu Lingshuang dismissed the superfluous idea, so as not to provoke the bandits to cause unnecessary trouble for himself and the hostages.
At the same time, she looked at the corridor, wondering why Ye Tianlong hadn't come back yet? What is that playing?
She took out her mobile phone to send a text message, but found that the communication had been cut off.
As her thoughts turned, the monkey head bandit nodded: "Understand."
Afterwards, he grabbed a hostage and yelled to the police in the air: "Listen to the police outside, you immediately remove the encirclement."
"Retreat all to me to a hundred meters away, and then prepare a fully-filled commercial vehicle for us. It will be completed in 20 minutes for you. If you do not agree, I will..."
Before the words were finished, the monkey head bandits opened their eyes wide, and the words they wanted to express were also cut off instantly. In the field of vision, only a dozen uniformed men came forward carrying spears.
They completely ignored the safety of the hostages, squatted on the ground and aimed at the doors and windows of the gold shop, as if they were about to attack the gold shop.
He took the hostages back and shouted: "Brother, they are going to attack."
Zhao Wenguang's face changed slightly, and he rushed forward a few meters to scan: "Asshole! Fifty hostages, they attacked, are their brains flooded?"
Soon, his question became affirmative, and the other party was really in trouble!
"Swish swish!"
More than a dozen long guns ejected smoke bombs and flash bombs, smashing down the doors and windows of the Jinpu in an arc, and five tear gas bombs that directly knocked over the kneeling six hostages and rolled into the hall.
Zhao Wenguang's face changed drastically, and he roared as he pulled the monkey head bandits: "Be careful, all get down!"
Canopy canopy! Happiness!
A mixed sound exploded, and the gold shop instantly burst into light, and the smoke rose, full of dizzy glare and pungent smell.
The six hostages who fell on the ground ignored their injuries, they just yelled, clutching their mouths and noses and retching, and at the same time evaded in the corner in fear, hoping to escape a chance.
The rest of the hostages were also in panic. Unexpectedly, the police attacked without warning. Fortunately, they were much calmer than they were initially.
In addition, Zhao Wenguang promptly warned and guided, so no one ran around and squatted on the ground with their heads in their hands, and closed their eyes for the first time to buffer the damage caused by the flash bombs.
Wu Lingshuang didn't dare to be a hero either, clinging to the floor and watching the changes.
"alert!"
After the crackling sound, Zhao Wenguang covered his nose and mouth again, and shouted at his companion: "Be careful."
He clearly knew that the flash bombs and tear gas bombs just now were just appetizers. Next, the police will have more action, maybe they will aggressively attack.
It's just that Zhao Wenguang is a little depressed, why is Mingjiang police ignoring the life and death of the hostage? Bandit style through and through?
"boom!"
Before he could finish his thoughts, there was a loud noise above the second floor, a skylight was directly knocked open, and a gray figure flashed in like a phantom.
A gray old man in the shape of a skull.
"Humph!"
The place where the gray-clothed old man fell was just three meters away from the dog-headed gangster, swift and overbearing, the latter's mind was startled and he turned his head.
Seeing an old man in grey clothes flying over, his left hand swept directly towards his throat, full of momentum.
The dog-headed gangster pulled the corner of his mouth and shot as soon as the muzzle was raised.
"boom!"
The bullet blasted out, but it didn't hit the gray-clothed old man. The moment the gray-clothed old man disappeared like a phantom, the moment he pulled the trigger.
When the dog-headed gangster trembled in his heart, the gray-clothed old man appeared beside him, snorted heavily, and waved his left hand lightly.
With a bang, the gun was shot and flew out by him.
The gray-clothed old man shot the guns of the flying dog-headed bandits, and he kept running towards the thunder, with a punch that hit the dog-head bandit's chest quickly and lightly.
"boom!"
With a muffled sound, the dog-headed gangster flew up in the air like a broken kite, and fell heavily against the wall behind.
Before a mouthful of blood came out, a thin hand had grabbed his neck, the speed and momentum was so fast that he had seen a dog-headed gangster in his life, and then he flicked it sideways.
"boom!"
There was another muffled sound, the wolf-headed bandit who raised his gun to attack, before he had time to pull the trigger, he saw his fellow cannonball smashed over.
There is no way to hide.
He was hit by his companion, and he fell down from the second floor with a gun, blood spurting two meters from his mouth, and his whole body was falling apart in pain.
He was about to get up, but saw the gray-clothed old man standing in front of him, and then he was kicked and hit the bunny-head gangster who came to save people.
"boom!"
It fell into a ball again, blood was dripping from the corners of the rabbit-head gangster's mouth, and the firearms slipped out of his palm.
The gray-clothed old man snorted coldly: "Trash!"
The rabbit head bandits moved their mouths, full of grief and anger, struggled twice, stood up shaking, and pulled out a dagger backhand...
"Boom boom!"
Without the slightest suspense, the three were overturned by the gray-clothed old man again, and one of them broke his arm.
Wu Lingshuang happened to see this scene, and her pretty face couldn't help being surprised. This surprise was not the tyranny of the old man in gray, but his secret identity:
"Old Ghost Li?"
She recognized at a glance that the old man in gray was the old slave of the Kong family where Kong Polang was located, and Li Yinxiong, also called the old ghost Li, was a robber who used to steal tombs.
Rumor has it that this guy is unfathomable and his hands are stained with countless blood, but he became silent after he returned to the Kong family and rarely walked around.
However, although Old Ghost Li claims to be subordinate to the Confucian family, he is actually only loyal to two people, one is the elderly Confucian leader, and the other is Confucius, the eldest brother of Kong Polang.
In addition, he hardly gives face to anyone, so to speak, he is the most trusted person of the Kong family.
Wu Lingshuang's beautiful eyes thoughtfully: "Could it be that Confucius is here?"
Before the thoughts fell, a few gunshots banged, and a string of bullets opened the iron gate, hitting Wu Lingshuang and the others in front of the hostages, blasting away several gold jewelry counters.
Wu Lingshuang gave a sharp shot, quickly grabbed the two employees who were about to run, and yelled, "All hiding behind the cabinet."
She drove all fifty people behind the counter.
Although no one is monitoring them at this time, if they walk around, they are likely to be hit by stray bullets. After all, the smoke has not completely dispersed.
"Boom boom!"
Almost just after hiding behind the counter, a dozen more bullets came and hit the floor to bounce the tiles. Wu Lingshuang bowed his head slightly, sulking:
"These Confucian are more gangsters than gangsters."
Then, she looked at the corridor interface again anxiously: "Why hasn't Ye Tianlong come out yet?"
Wu Lingshuang worried about the opposite for the first time.