"Bang~"

"ah--"

A lifelong explosion, screaming several times.

At least three people were injured!

The president heard the screams in the subway and thought that Long Zhan was injured. He was anxious and paced back and forth several times, but finally decided to go out and take a look.

Long Zhan played this tactic very six, saving time, effort and bullets, easily playing with the number of terrorists No. 10, and then rushed out.

The grenade killed several people, and the others were also stunned.

In closed subway stations, grenade sound waves have greater impact.

Long Zhan took advantage of the power of the explosion and rushed out and frantically repaired the guns at the third terrorist. He shot him on his head or not.

At this time.

A terrorist who had just fallen to the ground saw Long Zhan's massacre and his deepest strong desire to survive, he now tried to get up and fight Long Zhan back.

As a result, I only got up halfway.

He was shot by Long Zhan and died on the spot.

Just as the terrorists were almost killed, Long Zhan was about to take a look, but suddenly he heard a voice coming from behind.

“Laza.”

The sound sounded like it was coming from the radio, and Long Zhan felt it was strange.

Where is the sound coming from?

Long Zhan looked behind him with the sound and heard the sound of the radio again.

"Lazar, did you hear it?"

Long Zhan quickly locked this time, and the sound came from the small passageway entrance on the far right.

It turned out that a terrorist's leg was blown off, and was frightened by Long Zhan's crazy four-killer, and he tried his best to climb into the small passage.

There was a radio hanging around his waist, perhaps the headphone cable had been broken and the sound was coming from it.

This terrorist has not been killed and has lost his ability to resist. There is no need to waste bullets against such people who are about to die.

Long Zhan Cao took the rifle in his hand and walked over, and smashed it hard on the terrorist's head with a buttstock.

"Bang".

The terrorist's head was smashed, but his body fell to the ground but was not dead.

At this time, the president who heard the sound also appeared at the entrance of the passage and happened to see Long Zhan grab the terrorist's head and smash it on the floor.

"Bang bang bang ~"

The head was smashed on the ground several times, and the terrorists were hit and bleeding.

"Catch it!"

Long Zhan easily dealt with the terrorists, picked up a rifle from the ground, and threw it at the president who was walking over. The president quickly reached out to catch it.

The president has never played with a rifle before and is a little overwhelmed with his gun in his hands.

Long Zhan, regardless of whether the president could use it or not, turned the terrorist's body over and took out the knife he carried with him from the terrorist's pocket.

"We can try harder methods and let me try whether he is sharp or not."

After saying that, Long Zhan picked up the seized knife and inserted it hard on the back of the militants. The entire blade penetrated into the flesh.

“Ah~~”

The terrorist who was knocked fainted just now woke up by the severe pain.

But he was stepped on by Long Zhan's feet, and he could not do anything except screaming in pain.

“It’s not bad, very practical.”

Long Zhan put away the knife with satisfaction, and recognized its sharpness.

"Razha, answer me! Brother!"

The terrorist had been dealt with by Long Zhan, but the radio on his body did not stop, and someone was still calling, and it was even more urgent than before.

"Okay, let me meet these messes."

Long Zhan picked up the radio on the ground, pressed the call button next to him and replied: "Laza is not feeling very good now. He is in a bad situation. Tell me, what should I call you, a little bastard."

"I am Kamran, who are you?"

Kamran is with the disabled Sultan and is also a member of the latter part of the organization. When the two heard Long Zhan's words, their faces became extremely serious.

"Hey, Camran, my name is Gibran. I'm very unhappy to know you. Don't let me catch you, otherwise I will kill you." Long Zhan replied.

"Are you the one around the president?"

The speaker was so domineering that Kamran immediately knew who it was.

"I guessed it right, but there is no reward. Hurry up and roll back to your shitty hometown. If I catch you, I will be in pain." Long Zhan threatened without hesitation.

"We could have given him a pleasure, but now I have changed my mind. He will die of torture, and the scene of his death will be broadcast live to the whole world. I believe you can hear it? Mr. President, I hope you are ready." Kamran threatened with a gloomy tone.

Long Zhan looked up at the president beside him. The arrogance of the terrorists made him want to laugh.

It was the first time he met such a crazy terrorist.

Very fresh.

Very challenging.

"Give him some good looks."

The president was also so angry that his face turned pale and nodded to signal Long Zhan to be fierce.

"Okay, absolutely no problem."

Dragon Zhanren understood it, pressed the intercom and said to Kamran, "I want you to listen to something else first, I hope you can be satisfied."

Long Zhan finished speaking.

Point the radio at Laza's mouth, and then rotate the knife inserted into Laza's body and forcefully into the wound.

Long Zhan seemed to want to vent his hatred and anger towards the terrorists.

Laza could not bear this pain, and she couldn't help but scream again.

He let out a scream like a pig slaughter.

“Ahhhh…”

Laza's screams were all transmitted to Kamran on the opposite side through the walkie-talkie.

Camran's face turned pale!

"This is the voice of your brother before his death. Unfortunately, this guy doesn't like chatting with people. I dare say that there are always some of you who like it. Let's see you back, Kamran." Long Zhan fought back with a domineering force.

After saying that, before waiting for Kamran to reply, he turned off the radio and threw it on the ground.

Wipe the knife just now and put it away for yourself.

"Is it necessary to do this?" the president asked Long Zhan, feeling too cruel.

"No."

Long Zhan gave an abnormal reply, shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands.

Kamran on the other side heard Long Zhan's words and was so dark that he could squeeze out the ink, and his gritted teeth could kill people.

The Sultan also took off his glasses, which seemed to be an ominous omen.

...

The White House.

"The British are no longer reliable, the police are the first to be hit, they are all traitors, who else can they trust?" the US Vice President asked at the Chief of Staff.

"It can be determined that all communication methods in London, England are currently under surveillance, and all unprotected things can fall into the opponent. Gibran must also know this, how exactly he is going to seek rescue..."

"There is a pause screen."
Chapter completed!