Here, there were men's screams and women's screams.
Of course, there are also some people who are very calm, such as the people at Li Baoshi's table. These people have seen the world and naturally know that screaming or panicking at this time will only make things worse.
Li Baoshi immediately sent a text message to his family, telling them what was happening here. Many people did this, but Mohammed did not stop these people. Instead, he said, "Good evening, gentlemen and ladies,"
After speaking, Mohammed looked around and found that the people around him were still screaming, and some people had even started running around.
Mohammed looked helplessly at the man on the ground who had been shot by him and fell to the ground screaming and crying. Then he decisively picked up the gun and shot the man in the head.
boom.
The huge gunfire of the Desert Eagle made everyone around him panic, and the person who was hit in the head was so tragic that his whole head blossomed, and red and white things sprayed all over the ground.
The scene froze once again.
"If you want to follow this man's old path, you can continue to scream," Mohammed said with a smile.
Goo.
This was the sound of many people swallowing their saliva. Some people were trembling, sitting on the same spot, not daring to move, while others had expressions of panic on their faces.
All in all, these people were suppressed.
In comparison, Sugla and Zhao Tiezhu, who had guns pointed at their waists, were much calmer.
The two people communicated briefly with their eyes, but they didn't communicate clearly, so they had to stand quietly.
If Zhao Tiezhu wants to run away at this time, it is relatively simple. After all, Zhao Tiezhu's skills are there. Although these people have guns, as long as Zhao Tiezhu does not confront them head-on, these people basically have no chance of hitting Zhao Tiezhu, but Zhao Tiezhu can Run away, this is obviously impossible. Not to mention that Sun Jiaying is here, I can't run away, and there are people like Sugra, these are my good friends. If I run away, those people will start a chaos with guns. Come on, if you accidentally beat Sugla to death, then Zhao Tiezhu would not be ashamed of his good brother. Sugla knew what he was doing, and he would not let Zhao Tiezhu go if he wanted to be a ghost.
"Listen everyone, now, do as I say, men, take off your clothes," Mohammed said.
As soon as Mohammed said these words, Zhao Tiezhu was stunned for a moment, wondering if this person was here to rob him of sex.
Many people at the scene had the same idea as Zhao Tiezhu, but under the gunfire in the dark, everyone quickly took off their clothes, including Li Baoshi.
It's a joke, no matter how noble your status is, you will die if you take a shot. Those who understand the current affairs are heroes. People like Li Baoshi understand the meaning of this sentence best.
"Okay, then, follow my instructions, use your clothes to tie the hands of the person in front of you, using a table as a unit," Mohammed ordered, "Tie it very tightly, wait. I will send someone to check soon. If anyone is not tied tightly, he will die, and the person who is not tied tightly will also die."
As soon as Muhammad said this, everyone in the hall followed suit, and before long, half of the people were tied up.
"Next, those who are tied up, come and gather in front," Mohammed continued.
Suddenly, there was a roaring sound in the entire hall, and before long, about a hundred people were standing in front of Mohammed.
"Everyone, squat down," Mohammed said.
After hearing this, these people squatted down one after another.
"Those who are not bound also come up and stand beside this group,"
Finally, everyone squatted on the ground under Muhammad's order. The group of people on the left of Muhammad had their hands tied, but the group of people on the right had their hands tied. .
"Okay, you go down and tie these people up," Mohammed said to his men.
Several big men walked to the group of people who were not tied up, and spent more than ten minutes tying up those people's hands.
"You two, sit down," Mohammed pointed at Zhao Tiezhu, and then pointed at the crowd.
Zhao Tiezhu and Sugla held their heads in their hands, walked into the crowd, sat down, and then had their hands tied.
After such a long time, the downstairs of this hotel was already filled with police officers, as well as Hong Kong's special forces, the Flying Tigers.
The door of the banquet hall was guarded by two policemen, and there were also two policemen standing at the entrance of the corridor on this floor. On Zhao Tiezhu's side, there were about ten, so the total number , the number of **** is about sixteen or seventeen.
Mohammed stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window next to the banquet hall, looked at the police downstairs, smiled, then walked aside and said to the Chinese named Zhou, "Okay, the signal can start transmitting. "
"good,"
The man named Zhou nodded, took an unknown line from the side, connected it to the DV player, and then hung it on a large LCD TV outside the hotel that usually showed promotional videos, and Mohammed appeared on it. figure.
"Hello everyone,"
Mohammed smiled and said to the camera, "I think many people already know what happened here."
Just as Muhammad was speaking, a helicopter flew outside the floor where Muhammad was located. A man sat on the helicopter and shouted with a microphone, "People inside, listen. , you have been surrounded, raising your hands and surrendering is your only way out,"
"That guy out there, if you say another word, I don't mind doing something interesting," Mohammed said with a smile.
Just when everyone was wondering what was interesting, a big man walked to the edge of the crowd, grabbed a young man, held him down with one hand, and walked to the front of the French window.
boom.
The big man fired a shot at the floor-to-ceiling window. The entire floor-to-ceiling window was directly shattered, and glass shards scattered on the floor.
The big man pointed his gun at the young man and pushed the young man to the edge of the window.
Mohammed said, "If you dare to speak again, this person will fall from the top."
The man on top of the helicopter hovering outside decisively shut his mouth.
"I think you must be wondering, what do I want when I do this," Mohammed said with a smile, "It's actually very simple, I want money, I want U.S. dollars."
As he spoke, the camera turned to the two hundred or so people on the side, and then, Mohammed said, "I believe these people should be quite valuable,"