The girl's clear voice was filled with arrogance and satisfaction. She held a gun in her right hand, stretched out her left arm, pointed at the guests in the hotel lobby, and made a fan shape.
The guests had doubts and nervousness on their faces, and the originally silent environment was filled with slight noise. They thought this was an episode deliberately created by the host. After all, this pair was very strange, so they looked around, looking for answers, and then
When he saw the armed security personnel appearing, his face changed drastically.
At this moment, the guests wanted to leave here as soon as possible. The bomb on the girl was probably not a joke, no one wanted to be killed.
The people far away from the center of the stage were all small people, so it was easier to escape at this time. Unfortunately, the girl's eyesight was too good. She grabbed the tactical handguard with her left hand and fired a few shots at the ceiling on the west side.
Bullets whizzed wildly, hitting the ceiling. The gorgeous crystal chandelier shattered, glass shards flew around, and then crashed down.
A female guest who was trying to escape was hit hard, her face was covered with blood, and she screamed.
"Don't run away. If you leave one, I will kill five people as punishment, so you must supervise each other!" The girl has no kidnapping experience, but her coping strategies are quite good.
The guests did not want to be beaten to death because of someone else's mistake, so they immediately looked around to monitor the people around them. Of course, they also hoped that the mayor and the chief superintendent would quickly come up with ways to subdue the two kidnappers.
"Be careful of snipers and pay attention to safety." The middle-aged man was very concerned about the girl and reminded her, grabbing the female singer and moving, trying to keep the girl behind him.
"It's okay, let me use this." The girl walked up to the female singer, took away the microphone, coughed twice, cleared her throat, and opened her mouth. Just when everyone thought she was about to speak,
The girl playfully rubbed the microphone against the body of the gun, making a harsh noise.
The guests covered their ears and felt their teeth aching.
"Haha!" Seeing the unlucky look of the guests, the girl smiled sweetly, "Okay. Let's get back to the subject, this bomb is connected to my heartbeat. If you kill me, the bomb will explode. So snipers, please
Keep your finger off the trigger."
The girl doesn't care about her life at all, she just wants to indulge once before death!
The security personnel did not dare to act rashly.
"What do you want?" Chief Superintendent Phil straightened his tie, stood up, and negotiated with the kidnappers. "This is the centenary celebration of the City of God. We shouldn't let her end up in this situation."
"Sorry, that's not what I care about, and I think instead of wasting your time on having banquets, you should think about how to make the citizens' lives better." The girl shrugged. "Okay, I'm talking too much.
, it’s none of my business.”
"Then what do you care about?" The old man in a suit also walked out. For some reason, Tang Zheng felt that there was a hint of curiosity in this guy's eyes.
"I'm worried that my father will lose his job. The salary he takes home every month won't be too small for my mother to spend even if she budgets carefully. I want to buy a violin. I'm hesitant to say anything." The girl twirled her fingers.
With a serious look on his face, he said, "I have obviously been worrying about these things for a long time. I want to go play the violin on the street and make money, but the sound of that violin is too different. Tourists will think that my piano skills are not good."
Tang Zheng could see that the girl was like a little bird, sensitive, innocent, and had all kinds of little ideas, but it was a pity that she was restrained by the birdcage.
"Then have you tried hard?" The old man nodded happily.
"You worked hard. I made thirty-three dollars on the first day of street performance." The girl was happy, but her cheeks were full of loneliness. "But they were all taken away and beaten. Hey, I
I originally wanted to save them and buy a new violin, but I wanted to go the next day, but my worried mother stopped me."
"Did your mother buy you a piano?" A girl about her age wearing a princess dress asked subconsciously. She also likes music.
"No, there are too many places to spend money at home." The girl laughed pretending to be cheerful, but everyone saw the disappointment in her eyes, "But I found a new friend, how is this guy?"
The girl patted the AK74 in her hand and made an aiming gesture.
"Did you rob?" The girl in the princess dress looked worried.
"Hey, I won't do such a shameless thing." The girl looked at these guests, like a successful fox, "In order to let other little girls do what they like, I think it is necessary for me to
Make a sacrifice."
"What you call sacrifice is kidnapping us?" Chief Inspector Phil frowned and scolded the girl loudly, "You are causing trouble for your parents again. It's not too late to repent now."
"Shut up." The girl suddenly let out a sharp roar and pulled the trigger towards the chief police officer. The bullets hit the floor at his feet, ricocheting randomly, scaring the guests nearby who quickly backed away.
"Sorry, Mr. Police Officer, I lost my temper. Are you sure you want to go find my parents?" The girl stroked her long hair, took off the thorn bird-shaped hairpin, kissed it lightly, and put it back on, "Then go.
Bar."
Chief Inspector Phil reacted, drew his gun, and fired. Unfortunately, after taking the position of Chief Inspector, he had been pampered for so many years, and his body was already very inflexible.
Bang, bang, the two men shot at each other, and the frightened guests ducked away.
Phil was shot in the chest and fell to the ground. Because it only penetrated the lung lobe, he did not die immediately. He was twitching slightly. The girl was also shot in the ribs. The bright red blood seeped out and dyed the white dress red.
.
"Well, I forgot to mention that they were attacked by thugs on their way home last month and died." The girl pursed her lips to prevent tears from falling, "So if you want to find them, go to heaven, but
People like you seem to be guests of hell."
Tang Zheng understood that they were her parents that the girl was talking about.
"Weiwei, your injury!" The middle-aged man looked at the girl worriedly, fearing that she would be too sad.
"Uncle, it's actually good to die a few minutes earlier. You can see your family quickly." Weiwei pouted and apologized for the first time, "I'm really sorry for involving you."
"Uncle, I'm just alone, it doesn't matter." The middle-aged man smiled. He remembered the scene when he met this girl in the hospital last month. She was wearing a white skirt, sitting alone in the corridor, hugging her knees, and the white
The wall made her pale cheeks look even paler.
That day, the uncle met a girl who had lost her parents and was homeless!
The guests were scared. It was obvious that these two people did not intend to leave alive. They did not want to be buried with them, so they looked at the mayor, hoping that he would make up his mind. If they had not been kidnapped, they would have started to curse.
"Since you are dissatisfied with these, what are you going to do next?" The old man clasped his hands behind his back and chatted with the girl as if he was having a family affair.
"I didn't think about it, I'm too stupid, and besides, the school doesn't teach these things." The girl was helpless, and then nodded heavily, "I like music, and I want to play the violin for my family and everyone."
"You have a violin in your suitcase? Can you let everyone enjoy a piece of music?" The old man had no intention of being a hostage and was about to drive the anxious guests crazy.
"Okay." The girl put down the AK74, opened the old suitcase, and carefully took out a violin. Although the paint was peeled off, it was very clean, like the heart of a pure girl!
The girl put the violin on her shoulder, tilted her head slightly, pressed the chin rest, held the bow in her right hand, placed it on the strings, and played a long note that was so sharp that it pierced the soul.
"Then let me start!" The girl was very excited and completely ignored others. She only looked at the old man. When she saw him nodding, she closed her eyes slightly and started playing.
The soothing tones poured down like clear water in the rain forest, flowing in the hall and touching the eardrums of every guest. Although the timbre was mixed, it was almost negligible due to the girl's skillful piano skills.
She only used a piano to bring everyone into a soft and quiet dreamland.
"It's the Sorrow of the Night!" Looking at the girl who was intoxicated with the performance, the old man in a suit sighed and turned his head. He couldn't bear to watch it anymore. This was a performance destined to be without bravo cheers!
"Can you help her?" Pang Meiqin asked in a low voice. Why the heartbeat ended and the bomb exploded was completely a lie by the girl. After the police calmed down, they would find the flaw, and then the girl would die.
It was too late. Before Tang Zheng could answer, the gunfire rang out.
The music stopped silently, like running water being cut off, and a bullet was shot into the girl's eyebrow. The impact caused her to fall backwards, and the corners of her skirt flew up like a withered flower.
"Mom!" the girl murmured, dying.
She held the violin tightly, and there was no fear or dissatisfaction on her face. She just missed her family and wanted to see them.
"Wei Wei!" The middle-aged man yelled angrily when he saw the girl's death. He subconsciously let go of the female singer and ran towards her. As a result, his knees were broken and he fell to the ground.
"Wei Wei, don't worry, uncle will accompany you." The middle-aged man didn't care about the police who surrounded him and pressed the detonator, but nothing happened.
"Don't bother, I just checked. The villain who sold you the bomb bullied you because you don't understand arms. What he sold was a fake and it was impossible to detonate it." A police superintendent walked over, and following his words, a middle-aged man
The man's arm was broken.
A group of security members swarmed up and subdued the middle-aged man.
"Drag them down and clean the stage quickly so as not to affect the centenary celebration." The police officer's brightly polished leather shoes kicked the girl's chin and straightened her head, "She looks good, but it's a pity."
"Take your feet off." The middle-aged man yelled, but it was of no avail. Instead, he was punched several times and a gun was pressed against his head.
"Hmph!" The police officer raised his leg and kicked the girl's cheek so hard that her eyeball popped out.
"Scum!" the middle-aged man yelled.
"Kill him and drag him away!" The police inspector would not talk nonsense with such a pariah. He took out a piece of paper and wiped the leather shoes stained by the girl's blood.
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ps: There will be three updates today! (To be continued)
