123 The moment of life and death when the family is separated?
However, the woman did not look surprised, but instead showed a crazy smile on her face, which made Zhong Ping take three steps back in horror. She did not make any next move, but looked around condescendingly at everyone present.
The level of seriousness is comparable to sorting out the rotten oranges in the orange box.
I really don't know why she was silent. Zhong Ping glanced behind him and found that Xiong Weiqun was standing not far behind him. He followed the three steps back and took two more steps, standing next to Xiong Weiqun worriedly.
He asked: "Is she crazy? What should I do now?"
Xiong Weiqun also looked at Zhong Ping in confusion, saying that although he had done some things that were against common sense, he had never encountered such a situation. But he was sure of one thing: this woman was crazy. He had never explored the past.
Why did he start? Maybe he was not normal from the first time he met her.
After the woman's silent smile faded this time, she ordered the people under her eyes again: "Bring another mobile phone over here!"
Yang Yuwen winked back, and someone behind him came out reluctantly. He dug around in his pocket and pulled out a large keyboard that could only make calls and send text messages. It looked like it could be used like a mobile phone.
After receiving another wink, he stepped forward and stretched out his arm to hand the phone to the woman from a distance.
But the distance was too far, and the woman just snorted and did not take the phone. When the man was desperate and wanted to get closer, the woman said: "Take it to Xiao Zhongping."
Then the man breathed a sigh of relief, walked up to Zhong Ping with his cell phone and handed it to Zhong Ping. Zhong Ping took the phone and continued to ask weakly: "Want to call again?"
What surprised him was that the woman shook her head. Then why did she ask him to give him the phone... Then the woman said something, and Zhong Ping's doubts were solved: "He never answers unknown calls. If he has an unknown number, he will."
It will block him... So you send him a text message and state as briefly as possible that you are Xiao Zhongping and you are trapped here now, that's it."
Zhong Ping pressed the button with some difficulty to unlock the screen, found the place to write the message and typed the word "Xiao Qi" with great effort. But then he thought about it, what if he didn't send anything or sent something like "Dad, I'm renting a room with my girlfriend"
If you are caught at the police station, please send me money quickly.” This woman wouldn’t know this text message? She was so confused that she wouldn’t even think about checking the text messages he sent... If it was true...
After checking, he said that he would delete it after posting it. This is a habit...
Well, that's it. Thinking of this, I looked up at Li Huihui and then at the people who were not innocent but were implicated. Then I lowered my head and started to pretend to write a text message, pressing and holding on the keyboard, and from time to time making
The illusion of deletion.
After finally surviving seven or eight minutes, Zhong Ping raised his head and announced the good news: "The text message has been sent..."
The woman immediately stared at him and asked: "How did you post it? Read it and listen."
... He didn't expect this. At this time, he said that deleting it would not stop her from asking this question! Even if the content was deleted, she should still remember a few words? After all, this is a text message she just wrote!
Zhong Ping was so nervous that he felt as if a cactus had fallen on his back. He flipped through the text message clumsily and "read" it out of thin air: "I am Zhong Ping... now in the warehouse on Fushan Road... being taken care of by you.
People in the organization threatened... She said you must come over... alone..."
"Okay." The woman stopped him from continuing, and then fell silent, with no intention of taking a look at her phone.
Yang Yuwen couldn't sit still, so he asked the woman: "Since your goal has been achieved, please disable your device and let us brothers go."
When the woman spoke again, she didn't mention the device or let him go. Instead, she continued to order, "Lend me a gun."
This request was a strange thing for Yang Yuwen and his brothers: a person who may be in control of the overall situation did not ask them to hand over their weapons, but asked them to borrow a gun? What was his motive?
Although Yang Yuwen felt strange, he also said to the person next to him: "Who will give her a gun?"
The woman added: "I want a revolver."
Yang Yuwen was stunned. He remembered that there was no revolver assigned to his team. When he looked behind him again, another person gestured to him with his eyes. He walked over and the other party handed him a revolver.
gun.
Before showing a doubtful expression again, he suddenly thought that Zhong Ping did have a gun in his hand when the hostages were changed. At that time, he handed the gun to his subordinates for safekeeping. There were too many things that happened that night, and he was in a bad mood.
He was so tense that he completely forgot about the gun.
Anyway, this gun is not theirs, and there is nothing to lose by handing it over now. So he took the revolver he had just handed over, walked to the front of the crowd, and handed the gun to the person who took out the mobile phone for the second time, signaling him
Put the gun in the woman's hand.
The man could no longer show a more innocent expression and walked towards the woman with a gun.
Xiong Weiqun recognized the gun from a distance as the gun that had been with him for several years but he had never pulled the trigger once. When the person holding the gun approached, Zhong Ping realized that the gun had been with him for half the night.
But I missed the item in a strange transaction, and at the same time, I felt a sense of unwillingness in my heart: Those people made it impossible for me to return the item, and they openly treated it as their own gun and gave it to the Queen as a tribute!
But the situation was beyond his expectation. He didn't intend to shout another word to focus the focus on himself again, so he could only watch Xiong Weiqun's gun being handed into Li Huihui's hand. He took a look at it and called out to stop.
The family member who wanted to retreat immediately said with an innocent expression: "You, help me remove all the bullets."
The family member was innocently killed and stayed there obediently. He had never had much contact with a revolver, oh no, not to mention a revolver, he had not even had much contact with an automatic pistol. So he tinkered with the gun for a long time, and when he saw the bullet
He felt a sense of accomplishment when part of the warehouse finally saw the light of day. Then he took out the bullets one by one, holding two in his mouth, two in his left hand, and two on the side where he was dismantling the bombs.
In the right hand, there are six bullets in total.
After finally dismantling the bullet, the woman was very satisfied after confirming the bullet. When the man put the gun and bullets aside, the woman spoke again: "Load one bullet, only one."
The unlucky family member had no choice but to pick up the gun again, put out the magazine, stuffed a bullet hastily for the woman to see, and then pushed the magazine back. There was no chance for him to think that he had succeeded and retired.
The woman spoke again: "Turn a few more times."
He didn't even have the common sense to know that "turn a few more turns" didn't mean to make him spin around like a SB, but to ask him to turn the magazine a few more turns, so he hastily turned the magazine again to let the bullets out.
I turned around again and again, and finally I didn’t know where I ended up.
After completing the circle, he was still there waiting eagerly to give orders, but the woman seemed satisfied with this step, and there was no movement for a while. Later, she saw that the little slave had not moved either, so she had to say one more sentence: "
Put down the gun and go back."
The innocent family members put down their guns and returned to the boss without any danger. They stood back silently, hoping that they would not call him again if something like this happened again. Although they had lived a so-called life on the knife's edge.
A life of blood, but no one wants to lose their lives hastily at such a time.
The woman's eyes seemed to be unable to find where the revolver was. She explored the steps with her right hand and finally put all her fingers on the gun body and drew the gun closer to her side.
After listening to the woman's series of orders, Yang Yuwen already had an idea of what the woman was going to do.
When it comes to revolvers, we have to mention Russian roulette. A revolver is loaded with a bullet. Two people stand facing each other and blow their own heads with the gun. The game will not end until one person blows his own head off.
game over.
Someone will always die, this is the inevitable law of the game. And there is no unfair problem of winning or losing in this game. Anyone who has studied high school probability will understand. This is real probability gambling, which is better than the gambling machine.
It's much fairer to be a little trickier. This woman probably wants to play a round of this game with the Zhong family who might come over soon.
And they present are just spectators...
But he thought wrong again. People can't use common sense to constrain a mental patient's thinking, so when the woman clicked on him, he was almost stunned. Being stunned is not a good expression.
"Boss over there, come up with someone. Let's play a game..."
So this is not the main course, but a snack? This woman wants to have fun with the lives of a few of the Zhong family before they all get here, that’s all!?
There was silence again on the field. Those who didn't understand didn't speak, and those who understood didn't want to speak. No one wanted to be selected by the God of Death to participate in a game of gambling on life, and besides, this game has no benefits at all.
Finally, Yang Yuwen took a step forward and said with a somewhat ugly expression: "I'm here to help."
"You are quite loyal. I have long heard that everyone in the branch family treats everyone as brothers, and today I am finally lucky enough to meet..." The woman was obviously still very sober, and she elaborated on her slightly ridiculing words.
Before Li Huihui finished speaking, the person behind Yang Yuwen who had previously pretended to be e at the kindergarten door shouted: "Boss, come back! Just let me out of here!"
After this echoed request, several people behind him also said the words "let me come" and "let me go" at the same time, which complemented the "brother" in the woman's sentence.
But Li Huihui was very impatient: "I didn't come to see your brothers love each other! Someone come out quickly!"
Yang Yuwen turned around, shook his head, and waved his hands, and the scene among the brothers who separated from each other immediately became quiet. He took a deep breath and told the brothers: "Yang Ye will be entrusted to you for the time being..."
"We can't afford to serve him!" This time it was the leader who was responsible for serving Yang Ye who shouted out. The words were reasonable and deeply imprinted in the hearts of the brothers.