Four hundred and thirtieth chapters crisis moment five
The sirens of the Eighth District Police Station were blaring rapidly and harshly.
Most of the people in the police station building were at a loss and didn't know what was happening. Some people thought it was a fire alarm. Otherwise, what could happen to the heavily guarded police station?
In the interrogation room on the fourth floor, Yang Chen listened to the sirens, sneered, and stuck the paperclip that had been used to remove the handcuffs back to the back of his trousers. This thing was one of the small gadgets he had worn all year round. He had not thrown it away for the Republic for a long time.
Sprinkling blood on your head does not mean forgetting all the ways to protect your life against the enemy.
"You are seeking death on your own." Terron Millers, who was almost breathless after being kicked, calmly stared at the approaching Yang Chen, his old face distorted by pain, and the squeezed smile still showed the pride of killing.
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In the eyes of the old guy, although Yang Chen had some tricks, which shocked him a lot, he was just showing off his power for a moment. He didn't mind Yang Chen kicking him a few more times, let alone Yang Chen making a scene in the police station.
anger the police.
Just looking for death.
He didn't believe that an unknown boy could stand up to the Paris police.
"We will wait and see who lives and who dies. Don't worry, I won't kill you right now. As a policeman for so many years, you must have done a lot of bad things. I will find conclusive evidence first, ruin your reputation, and then slowly torture you." Yang Chen
While walking and talking, when the police armed with guns broke into the door outside, he just walked up to the old man, pulled him up and blocked him.
At the door of the interrogation room, dozens of policemen raised their guns and shouted fiercely at Yang Chen to let go of the hostages and raise his hands to surrender. Yang Chen showed no fear, grabbed Tremelas by the throat, and moved forward steadily. The policemen retreated again and again, and were helpless.
"My child, you can't escape. Surrender and I will forgive you for everything you have done to me." Terronmillus spoke seriously and sanctimoniously in front of his subordinates.
Really good at acting.
Yang Chen was quite disdainful. He took Teren Millers hostage and walked out of the interrogation room. He stared at the two policemen who were interrogating him and asked coldly: "Where is the girl you brought back?"
"I promise, she's fine. Just relax and don't do anything stupid." The female police officer tried to comfort Yang Chen.
Who is Yang Chen? How could he do this? He tightened the hand that held Teremeles suddenly. Teremeles's face turned red instantly. He stuck out his tongue and retched, but he couldn't vomit anything. He almost couldn't.
asphyxia.
The people who intercepted Yang Chen panicked. The chief of the Paris Police Department suffered a heart attack and was hospitalized. As the deputy chief, Teren Milles was the top commander of the Paris police. Something happened to their big boss right under their noses, and no one could
Can't afford to be responsible.
"Due to the seriousness of the case, we have handed her over to the General Administration. The General Administration is directly responsible for this kidnapping case. Please cooperate with our police in investigating the case. Excessive behavior can only bring harm to you." The female police officer temporarily comforted Yang Chen,
Tell the truth and try his best to persuade Yang Chen.
In a society where the jungle prevails, Yang Chen never believed in the nonsense of laying down the butcher's knife and becoming a Buddha immediately. Those who allowed themselves to be cut off by others would either become dead ghosts or poor ghosts.
What kind of Buddha is that?
"Bring her to me. If you say one more word, I will destroy every part of him until he dies." Yang Chen looked at the more and more policemen gathered in the corridor, bold and domineering.
"Please calm down..." The bald 8th District Police Chief had just said half a sentence when Terron Millers, who was pretending to be calm, suddenly screamed, heartbreaking, and his whole body was shaking like chaff.
Yang Chen's free hand poked the acupuncture point on Tremelas' back where the painful nerves are concentrated. This is also one of the thirty-six fatal points of the human body. If he poked it with just a little force, the pain would break out. With heavy techniques,
Click and you will die.
"Bring this person here quickly." The bald branch director ordered his subordinates in a panic. Nalan Tongtong, who was almost sent away, soon appeared in front of Yang Chen.
"Husband...you..." Nalan Tongtong was a little confused and didn't understand what was happening.
"It's very dangerous here, we have to leave immediately." Yang Chen stared at Nalan Tongtong and said. Nalan Tongtong was stunned and looked around at the policemen around her in surprise. Although she didn't understand what was going on, she only believed in her man and wanted to get close to Yang.
In the morning, several policemen stopped her and refused to let her move.
A few people's arbitrary opinions were nothing more than adding fuel to the fire. A bloodthirsty sneer appeared at the corner of Yang Chen's lips, and he did not hesitate to remove Trenmillus' shoulder joint.
The screams resounded through the corridors filled with policemen, tugging at people's hearts.
Teremiles almost fainted from the pain. No one dared to stop Nalan Tongtong. Nalan Tongtong ran to Yang Chen's side, escaped from the wolf's den, and entered the tiger's mouth again. However, she was not as scared as facing the kidnapper alone. Her man
Being around her makes her feel at ease.
Yang Chen held Teremillers hostage and protected Nalan Tongtong as he moved forward steadily. A large number of policemen retreated with solemn expressions. No one acted rashly. They watched Yang Chen walk out of the corridor, enter the elevator room, and take the elevator downstairs.
The elevator arrived at the first floor. In the lobby on the first floor, a large group of heavily armed SWAT police were waiting in darkness. Snipers were deployed at the highest point outside the building. The top brass of the Paris police had issued an order to find an opportunity to kill Yang Chen. However, Yang Chen twisted two of Terre Milles's guns.
After fingering, all police layouts became empty.
All heavily armed SWAT and snipers were removed.
A top agent, a top killer, a top soldier, and a top kidnapper, Yang Chen hijacked Terron Millers into a police car, drove Nalan Tongtong and rushed out of the Eighth District Police Station.
Embassy in France.
Yang Chen’s destination.
"Honey, where are we going?" Nalan Tongtong asked Yang Chen. The rapid sirens approaching from all directions made her involuntarily nervous.
Yang Chen said: "The embassy, for now, is the only place that is safe."
"The police station is not safe?" Nalan Tongtong was puzzled. The police from the Eighth District Police Station were kind to her before and helped her contact her father in London.
"This guy is the head of the Paris police and the mastermind behind your kidnapping. Do you think the police station is safe?" Yang Chen jokingly pointed to Teren Milles, who was unconscious in the back seat of the car, with a smile.
Nalan Tongtong suddenly realized it, and immediately asked worriedly: "Send me to the embassy, what will you do?"
"Your husband's status is too special to allow him to stay in the embassy. Don't worry, it will be a piece of cake to deal with just a few policemen." Yang Chen said easily.
Nalan Tongtong is not a three-year-old child who is easily fooled. She is very aware that her man is on the opposite side of all the police in Paris and is in many dangers.
"Husband...I..." Nalan's beautiful, apologetic eyes were sparkling with tears. If she hadn't suggested coming to Paris, this bad thing would never have happened.
"Don't think wildly, I have everything." Yang Chen gently rubbed Xiao Nizi's face, reminding her to fasten her seat belt and sit still. Immediately, her hands and feet cooperated perfectly, and through a series of dazzling pedaling and shifting, she was able to throw away dozens of pursuing and encircling people.
A police car rushed into George V Street where the embassy is located.
Hundreds of meters away, bright red flags fluttered in the wind. At the must-pass point in front of the embassy, seven or eight policemen hurriedly deployed two traffic-blocking spike strips. At several high points nearby, there were reflected light spots from sniper rifle scopes.
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"Sit tight and hold on tight..."
Yang Chen narrowed his eyes, and after telling Nalan Tongtong, he stepped on the accelerator to the bottom. The police car looked like a crazy beast.
