Fengyunhui narrowed his eyes slightly, his gaze was like lightning, Lingyun's mouth was filled with murderous intent. If this matter was really done by Fengyunhui, this matter would never be let go.
"Brother Zhang, those two chicks are so cool. If I can fall in love with one of them, I will die without regrets."
"Erdan, don't you know that one of them is the big star Wang Mengting?"
"Of course I know, but do we dare to touch the person that Master Long likes?"
"The other girl is pretty good too. I heard she's the daughter of the Huaxia Group. She's so pretty."
"I don't know why the boss caught her, but a large ransom is always fine,"
"It seems that yesterday I faintly heard my boss calling me, talking about nuclear warheads, 200 million, etc. I don't know if it has anything to do with this."
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Hearing the conversation between the two, Ling Yun was furious. As expected, this matter was closely related to Fengyunhui.
The body was slightly arched, the cat's body flashed out of the stairs, the M4 in his hand was spitting out tongues of fire, and bullets were shooting out wildly.
Puff puff puff.
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The magazine was empty in an instant, and the two guys fell in a pool of blood, their bodies covered with blood holes, and they were no longer breathing.
Ling Yun came to the door and saw that the door was locked. Tian Xiner's crying could be heard faintly inside. He touched the two guys' bodies and found no keys or anything like that, so he had to take out three Lengjun stabbed and forced the lock open.
When he opened the door, a black shadow suddenly flew towards him. Ling Yun hurriedly dodged. It was a chair, which hit the wall and somersaulted to the side.
"Don't do it, it's me," Ling Yun shouted.
Wang Mengting was still holding a chair in her hand and was about to throw it when she saw Ling Yun and dropped it to the ground.
"Ling Yun, is it really you?" Her eyes were red and tears welled up in her eyes. Wang Mengting rushed forward and lay on his chest and cried bitterly.
"Brother Lingyun, wuwu..." At this time, another beautiful figure hugged his body tightly, and the pear blossoms were raining, sobbing.
I planned to comfort them with a few words, but there was a series of noises in the corridor behind me. It seemed that I had just alerted the enemies who were eating downstairs.
"Now is not the time to cry. You two must listen to me." He patted their backs gently and pointed to the roof. "You two go up to the fourth floor and find a safe place to hide. I will cover you."
The three of them left the room and heard the sound of kicking and stamping coming from the corridor, mixed with bursts of shouting.
"Hey, someone came in. Go to the third floor and have a look."
"Erzi and the others didn't answer their walkie-talkies. Did they hang up?"
"Don't worry so much, go to the third floor first,"
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"It's not polite to come back without reciprocating. I'll give you a greeting gift." He took out the grenade, bit off the ring, and threw it away.
The grenade hit the wall, changed direction and rolled downstairs, making a clanging sound. There was chaos downstairs, and there were screams everywhere.
"Get down, get down quickly,"
boom.
I felt the ground tremble violently a few times, a huge sound echoed in the corridor, and the surrounding glass shattered, startling countless birds.
Tian Xiner and Wang Mengting covered their ears with their hands and couldn't help screaming.
After the loud noise, there were bursts of screams and wailings from downstairs, and it was obvious that someone had been injured.
Ling Yun quickly changed the magazine, and the aiming star was always locked on the stairs. Thick smoke mixed with smoke and dust slowly floated up, and the air was filled with a pungent smell of gunpowder.
After about a while, no one dared to rush forward. Ling Yun cursed in his heart, how could a bunch of useless things be scared of being blown up by my grenade?
In fact, there were only 12 people downstairs. Ling Yun's grenade just now was still too clever, and it exploded in the crowd. Four were killed on the spot, three were maimed, two were scared to death, and the other three almost died. Peed my pants.
"Fuck, that guy has a grenade,"
One of them had a pockmarked face and couldn't help but cursed loudly. He was so frightened that he almost lost his shit in his pants.
The others looked very nervous, with panic written all over their faces. They had brought grenades. God knows what else the guys on the third floor had.
"Wang Laoer, go up and take a look at the situation," said a big man with a scar face and a foot-picking man next to him.
"Scarface, why don't you go up and have a look," the guy named Wang Laoer yelled.
"You are the only one here who is wretched. If you don't go, who will?" Scarface said.
Wang Laoer raised the AK47 in his hand and said, "I'm obscene, but you're also obscene,"
The two people talked more and more and became more and more tense, and they were about to take action.
"Hey, don't worry, stop shouting. I'm upset. You two go together." At this time, a big man in black walked out next to him. He was really the leader of Fengyun Club, Heilong.
The two people immediately fell silent. After all, Black Dragon was the leader of this group of people.
"Go quickly, what are you waiting for?" Heilong raised his leather shoe and kicked Wang Laoer's butt hard.
Although the two of them were extremely reluctant, they had no choice but to bite the bullet and touch upwards.
"The rest of the brothers are following, and they all need to show off their moves," Heilong reminded, carrying a May 4th-style pistol.
They only felt the muscles in their calves tightening, and the soles of their feet felt like they had stepped on a ball of cotton. Scarface and Wang Laoer were frightened, and their backs were covered in cold sweat.
Turning around the stairs, the two of them looked around. The lights above their heads seemed a little dim. Not to mention anyone around them, not even a ghost could be seen.
When I arrived on the third floor, I couldn't help but look towards the hostage's room. I saw two corpses lying at the door, no longer breathing.
"Boss, they went up to the fourth floor," Wang Laoer looked into the corridor and found nothing, so he couldn't help but look up to the fourth floor.
Seeing that it didn't matter, he was immediately frightened out of his wits and ran downstairs crying for his father and mother.
I saw a black gun barrel protruding from the fourth floor. Ling Yun had a sneer on his face, like an evil ghost crawling out of hell.
The people below were startled. Before they could turn around, countless rays of golden light suddenly shone from above, and the golden bullet shells rolled down the stairs, making a tinkling sound that was very pleasant to the ear.
Wang Laoer and Scarface were lying in a pool of blood, their eyes were white, and they could only breathe in, not out.
Heilong and the others were also frightened out of their wits. They held their heads and fled in panic, rolling and crawling downstairs.
In the blink of an eye, there were still 6 people left out of 18, and 3 were disabled. Black Dragon was now angry, hateful, and scared. Logically speaking, the plan he made was quite perfect, almost flawless. He didn't expect someone to follow him so soon. Could it be possible? It doesn't look like a mole, because this time the personnel are all carefully selected and are absolutely loyal and confidential.
Since it was not a mole, then who was the other party? Heilong felt very troubled and reported the situation to the boss.
A hoarse voice came from the phone, "The matter has been exposed. Don't leave any clues. There is detonator explosive from the mine in room 3 downstairs, which will blow up the building."
There was a chill in the voice, and even the battle-experienced Black Dragon couldn't help but shudder, blowing up the building, but Long Shao had told him that Wang Mengting's safety must be protected, but when the boss of Dragon Soul spoke, who should he listen to? What about,
