The last ray of dusk fades away its colors, and the boundless night gradually rises from the western sky.

Night falls.

On the fourth floor of the bank, at the end of the aisle, in a small but extremely messy storage room. In the gap under a pile of mops and buckets, discarded plywood, worn-out steel wire beds and other debris, there is a head with twinkling eyes like a prairie dog.

He poked his head out slightly, carefully spying on the movement outside the door, and was extremely vigilant.

He retracted and said, "No movement...it seems like he has gone far away..."

There was a slight sound, and two long exhalations of relief sounded at the same time. Then he realized something and immediately held it back, turning into thin and rapid breathing.

Needless to say, these two people are naturally Xie Wei and Li Xiaolin. They are also the only survivors in this building who have not become hostages. Of course, in reality, they are no different from the hostages in the lobby on the first floor.

Also trapped here, unable to get out.

Even the treatment is far worse.

Compared to the hostages on the first floor who are now hugging each other for warmth and listening to soft music, Xie Wei and the two are in a much more difficult and dangerous situation. They were almost shot to death when they first fled. Now they are hiding here and are worried if anything happens...

...In fact, they were almost caught just now. Someone suggested

Opening the door to the utility room, he kept searching for the clutter above their heads. Seeing that they could be found just by flipping over another wire bed, at this desperate moment, the man seemed to have received some instruction, as if something had opened the door.

, went down to help or something, without saying a few words, he pressed the headset and left in a hurry...

It is foreseeable that if they are caught now, they will definitely not be able to enjoy the treatment of the hostages downstairs. Among other things, the mad dog who was tricked by Li Xiaolin with the fire extinguisher will not be able to let them go easily. Of course.

As for regrets, I can only say that the choices are different. Not everyone will settle for the status quo and be the frog in the pot. There will always be a group of people who are used to resisting.

Even if this resistance turns out to be stupid and meaningless, so what, the resistance itself contains great meaning.

"Hold on, hold on a little longer... If you survive a catastrophe, you will be blessed. Believe me, we will definitely be able to escape safely." She muttered to herself, as if comforting others and hypnotizing herself. In short, Li Xiaolin seemed very optimistic.

It also fits her profile as a sea turtle. After all, she has lived abroad in dire straits and has a tough mind.

Of course, the actual situation is that she has been complaining in her heart for a long time. It’s like my mother’s distress signal has been sent for so long. What should I do if the boss doesn’t help me? I’m waiting online. It’s quite urgent...

Xie Wei on the side looked very quiet. This was the only thing she could do now, stay quiet and try to be calm.

So far, she has done a very good job. No matter how critical the situation is, she has always remained calm and consistent. It may sound like this is easy to do, but if you really put yourself in their shoes, there are actually very few ordinary people who can do this.

Yes, the little undercover next to her has the right to speak. She has secretly lamented more than once that it is different when she comes from a big family... This is indeed an important reason. Reincarnation is a technical job, and a good background

It cannot determine the final height of a person's structure, but it can easily have a vision of experience that ordinary people can't reach from the starting point. The more you see, the more your mind will naturally grow. It's a simple truth. What's more, Xie Wei is far more than that.

Simple, there is a saying, talent is not scary, what is scary is being more talented than you and working harder than you. Xie Wei is undoubtedly such a person. The rich experience she has worked hard along the way is enough to enrich and strengthen her heart!

However, what Li Xiaolin didn't know was that in addition to these, the quiet Xie Wei actually had another source of psychological comfort, or a source of courage, which was the wallet she was holding tightly in her hand. In the mezzanine, there was a rather tacky-shaped wallet.

The butterfly brooch lies quietly...

…

The second round of negotiations is underway.

"...I generally understand. We will open the gap, let your car come in to transport the money, and then watch you leave. At the same time, you will release some of the hostages in proportion. Is this what you mean? Haha...Are you big-faced?"

"...I'm giving you face, aren't I? What are you thinking about? Are you still dreaming about being able to leave China safely with people and money... Don't talk about useless things, it's boring. If you dare to kill hostages, you will have killed them long ago...

Am I afraid that the fish will die and the net will be broken? Nonsense, if I were not afraid, I would talk to you... Simply put, I am not

Negotiator, you are not a professional bank robber. We are all renouncers. Let’s be honest. You must release all the hostages. As for whether the money can be taken away, and whether all of your mercenary groups can be killed.

Let’s leave China, everyone can do it according to their abilities... Hey, hey... Oh, you’re not polite!"

Negotiations broke down and were temporarily suspended.

It’s an expected thing. There are sky-high prices to buy a green onion, and the process of paying back the money after landing. What’s more, this is a serious hostage negotiation. It always needs to be seen several times until the true bottom line of each other is tested, and then there is

Find a balance point nearby that is acceptable to both parties and build a bridge of cooperation... The so-called negotiation is mostly like this.

This is the fact. Regardless of how righteous Zong Qing said it, and regardless of how angry Guan Wuhao acted, it seemed that the two sides were going to fight in the next moment, and everything was broken. It was just acting to show his attitude.

To put it more bluntly, the key point is the number of hostages to be released.

It is naturally impossible to release them all as Zong Qing said, and the number of releases previously proposed by Guan Wuhao was too small and unrealistic. While lowering the requirements, he increased the amount... In less than a quarter of an hour, two or three of them killed each other.

After a phone call, the initial intention was reached,

Generally speaking, it was Guan Wuhao who made more concessions. This was based on superficial conditions. In fact, it blocked Zong Qing's intention to delay the arrival of the troops, so it is really hard to say who loses and who gains.

After the agreement was reached, under the dim night and headlights, a heavy-duty extended truck slowly drove over. The driver was wearing a Deadpool mask, holding the steering wheel in one hand and holding a cigarette in the other. He didn't know what was going on.

Is it because of the cheesy look and expression on the Deadpool mask, or some other reason, but it seems to be quite unpleasant.

"Oh no, you are so arrogant. I can cut off his... cigarette butt with one strike from this distance!" Guarding Zong Qing were A Qing and Xiao Qing. These words were naturally said by A Qing, who was good at throwing knives, and the latter was also

Relatively cold and silent.

Zong Qing was calm, looking sideways at the huge cargo compartment and frowning: "I don't have that much money, do I need to drive such a big truck here?"

"Maybe it was prepared from the beginning, or it was a deception or something... I want to see how they use this car to transport the money. It really looks like Optimus Prime!"

While complaining, the heavy truck slowly stopped at the street intersection. Several special police officers were carrying steel crash barriers and barbed roadblocks. Some technical police officers nearby took the opportunity to take photos of the truck, record license plates, etc. The actual effect should be

It’s not big, but it is a necessary process that cannot be ignored. You may not know which detail will play a huge role.

Several special police officers holding explosion-proof shields approached the rear compartment door of the truck and found that it was not locked. They looked at each other and boldly stepped forward to open it. However, before they could get in, the compartment door automatically opened a gap, and two cold

The muzzle of the gun came out, and wow, almost at the same time, at least fifty guns were erected around, and the atmosphere instantly became stagnant.

Zong Qing squinted at the Deadpool robber driving the car, his expression obscured by the mask, but judging from the way the other man casually took a cigarette and took a puff, he knew he didn't care at all how many guns were pointed at his head.

This is the mercenary who has been on the modern battlefield. Life and death have long been ignored... With a wave of his hand, the special police retreated with their shields, the door was closed, and the chilling atmosphere instantly dissipated.

"Let's go, meet that cobra." Zong Qing led a group of police officers and medical staff to the iron gate of the guard box. The heavy truck turned around with difficulty at the intersection and drove backwards into the iron gate.

Inside the door, the rear compartment door leads directly to the bank's roller-shuttered main entrance, leaving no angle for prying eyes except for a narrow exit only for one person to pass through.

The next moment, the rolling shutter door opened, and Guan Wuhao, who was wearing a dragon mask, walked out first and leaned against the front of the car. On the other side, Zong Qing and three other people also slowly walked into the iron gate, leaning against the guard box. The two sides were about ten steps apart, looking at each other.

.

Immediately, Guan Wuhao raised his hand and rubbed the side of his head, and said helplessly: "Mr. Zong, can you ask your sniper to move the crosshair away from my head? I feel very uncomfortable."

Zong Qing curled his lips: "Both each other." This is putting gold on his own face. Although Zong Qing has supernatural powers, he is not an action person and cannot keenly sense the murderous intention of being locked by a gun, but there are some

There is no need to perceive things. You can guess with your toes that there must be several guns aimed at this direction.

"So...start?"

"start."

There is no need to talk nonsense. According to the content of the negotiation, the robbers in the bank loaded the bags full of cash into the truck. At the same time, one after another the hostages also filed out of the narrow passage next to the vehicle. Most of them were women and old people.

Wearing hoods, each other was tied up with ropes. Because they didn't know what was happening outside, they couldn't help but cry and sob... Since ordinary police officers came to verify their identities and handed over to medical staff to comfort and treat their injuries, everything seemed to be in order.

About when more than 20 hostages were walking out, suddenly, boom, a muffled explosion accompanied by fire burst out from the third floor of the bank. During the rolling air waves, the outer window glass shattered and fell, and under the illumination of high-power lighting,

, colorful and brilliant, as if there was a popular rain.

Wow——

"Wait, wait!" After a moment of confusion, Guan Wuhao shouted and lowered his palms while countless guns were raised, "Am I waiting for you!" Zong Qing, who was stopped behind Xiaoqing, yelled, "What do you want to do?

!Don’t say you don’t know what happened, the bank is full of your people, fuck!”

In fact, Guan Wuhao really didn't know what happened. Of course, Zong Qing also felt a little guilty, because he didn't know if Gao Changfeng and others were responsible for this move. Anyway, let's get to the bottom of it first... That is to say, both sides had something in their hearts.

Damn it, and the explosion came from inside the bank and did not have a direct impact on the current situation, so there was no immediate fight.

However, it is hard to say whether there will be a chain reaction next. After all, it is normal for a gun to go off when under high tension. Making a decision immediately, Guan Wuhao pressed the earphone with a livid face and asked: "What's going on? What...catch me

That idiot!"

After a brief explanation, he looked up at Zong Qing, who looked indignant on the surface, and took the lead to lower his gun, "A little surprise, my people are inside, um, fried rats, two little rats."

Are you kidding me... Zong Qing's eyes widened, then he thought about something, and while pressing his palms down, he nodded suddenly: "Oh, I see, spring is coming soon, and the mice have to come out and move around..."

"Haha, who says it's not?"

A crisis was temporarily eliminated due to confusion and ulterior motives on both sides. The hostages continued to be released. The two looked at each other and smiled, then turned around to contact each other. Zong Qing naturally asked Gao Changfeng to confirm the situation. As for Guan Wuhao,

"Tell me clearly what happened. Who gave him the explosives? Where did they come from?"

"Well, the small amount of explosives that were still usable before were not used to blow up the vault, so they were kept in the basement. The hyena went down to get them by himself... I also just found out that he was injured. He should have been injured by those two women.

After searching several floors, he couldn't find it, so he planned to throw gunpowder from room to room and blow it up... He had it under control and the explosives were brought back."

"Watch him! Farke!"

A little hiccup, after all, did not affect the hostage exchange. After about two-thirds of the hostages walked out safely, the process of moving money there was basically completed. Finally, two more hostages were stuffed in, and the rear door of the heavy truck was closed and started.

, slowly drove out of the iron gate, made a difficult turn at the street intersection again, accelerated away, and disappeared from the sight of everyone present.

Of course, peripheral police forces will follow, and such a big target cannot disappear easily.

The first round of exchanges ended. Zong Qing did not retreat immediately. He looked at Guan Wuhao and said, "Tell me, what are your plans next? The money has gone out, is it your turn to retreat? It's still like now, you release the remaining hostages,

Shall I let you leave here?"

"There's no rush." ​​Guan Wuhao raised his lips slightly, "China is a good place. I want to stay here longer."

"Okay, but there will be plenty of time for this in the future." Zong Qing said meaningfully, "I just don't know if your range of activities will be one foot or one foot at that time..."
To be continued...