A bank business hall filled with people and a constant flow of people.
An elegant man with blond hair in a white suit entered calmly.
His strong physique and handsome appearance attracted many young women doing business, including the female salesperson in front of him. She was absentmindedly handling business, and from the corner of her eye, she glanced at the man in white walking towards her from time to time.
Blonde hair, blue eyes, and white skin. These external features are undoubtedly fatal to many Chinese girls.
After quickly finishing the business, the young female salesperson adjusted her facial muscles and showed her best smile. She said to the blond man sitting at the window: "Sir, what business do you handle?"
Her English was very poor. But the handsome blond man said in smooth Chinese: "No need to speak English. I understand."
The female salesperson was immediately elated. She leaned forward slightly and admired the man's face with unscrupulous eyes. She said softly: "Then what business do you want to handle?"
Even when facing her boyfriend who is about to get married, a woman has never shown such a tender side.
"Robbery." The blond man still smiled charmingly.
"Huh?" The woman said softly without any reaction. "You want to rob -"
"What? Robbery!?"
The woman's pupils shrank suddenly. When she realized the meaning of the two words spoken by the handsome man in front of her, a dark pistol was aimed at her eyebrows without warning.
She wanted to scream, but her throat seemed to be strangled and she couldn't scream. Her body was dripping with sweat in an instant.
The dark gun muzzle exuded the breath of death. Combined with the bright smile of the blond man, it formed a strange picture. The man's lips slightly opened and he made a pop sound...
Bang!
Tongues of fire spurted out from the muzzle of the gun, hitting the woman's eyebrows as bright red as a flower.
Gunshots rang out suddenly. The business hall where hundreds of people had gathered suddenly went into chaos. Screams and screams mingled in symphony, and the crowd at the window scattered like birds and beasts, running away with their heads in their hands.
Boom!
The iron gate at the front door closed with a sound, cutting off the escape route for customers in the business hall.
Bang bang bang!
Several bank security guards came out after hearing the news and were shot dead by robbers hiding in the crowd before they could send a distress signal to the outside world.
The handsome blond man did not stop the panicked guests from quieting down. He just put the gun on the marble countertop, lit a cigarette leisurely, and smoked it one puff at a time. There was a hint of playfulness and teasing in his deep eyes. It seemed that
Watching a circus sideshow.
Gradually, when people discovered that every escape exit was blocked and the business hall was filled with dozens of strong men with guns standing from the first to the second floor, they fell silent in fear.
Making unnecessary noise will only attract the attention of these murderous gangsters. When a bullet comes, your beautiful life will come to an end.
No one warned, and the citizens who cherished their lives automatically closed their mouths and looked at the bandit leader in fear - the handsome man sitting at the window smoking.
The business hall was shrouded in panic. A thick smell of blood floated in the air. A few timid ones were already squatting on the ground and twitching. They didn't even have the courage to raise their heads.
When the blond man saw that everyone was silent, he stood up slowly, scanned the whole place with his deep eyes, and said in standard Chinese: "This is not a drill. Any uncooperative behavior by everyone will lead to death."
Of course, this is no ordinary robbery.
At least this group of gangsters did not show their desire for money after entering the business hall. On the contrary, they did not seem to be worried about the police coming after hearing the news. Even - they were waiting to call the police?
No one knew what this unfathomable young man planned, but they didn't dare to ask. They just hoped that they could survive this near-death disaster safely.
The blond man said nothing more and patiently sat on a chair to smoke. After a while, a terrorist armed with live ammunition came from not far away and handed him the walkie-talkie in his hand.
"Commander, there is news from the third group."
The blond man took the walkie-talkie and asked in pure English: "Where is it?"
"On the way." came the answer from the intercom.
"Are the police following you?" the blond man asked.
"Should be rushing to the scene of the incident."
Blond man cuts off signal. Smiling.
The person had been robbed, and the police only got the news. This aspect reflects the ability of the three groups to do things. They are fast, ruthless and thorough.
One after another, in just five minutes, three more calls came in. All of them said that the task was successfully completed.
The blond man who continued a cigarette smiled and shook his head: "The service capabilities of the Chinese police really need to be strengthened."
From eight o'clock in the morning to ten o'clock now, two terrorist incidents occurred in Baihe District of Baicheng. The first was a bank robbery, and the second was an explosion in a commercial plaza. Nearly a hundred people were killed and injured. In other areas of Baicheng, the same
There were several terrorist incidents that would have attracted great attention no matter which country they were in.
The authorities in Baicheng received news of terrorist attacks one after another, and immediately upgraded the city's defense system to a level A that had never been seen since the founding of the People's Republic of China. People were panicked for a while, and the whole city was shrouded in gloom.
Regardless of whether it was the municipal party committee team or the district party committee team, they rushed to the command site without stopping after receiving the news, and jointly launched operations with all major departments in the city.
Snap.
The handsome blond man sat on a chair with his legs crossed, lit a cigarette slowly, glanced at the hostages who were shaking with fear, and asked: "Do I have a face that scares you?"
"Brother, please let me go -" a middle-aged woman in rich clothes and heavy makeup begged. "I don't want to die - bang!"
She didn't want to die. But she died.
A shot to the head. The wound was not a small bloody hole like that seen in movies and TV shows. It exploded over a large area.
Cruel, bloody, and full of death.
The crowd near the woman moved aside, fearing that they would be targeted by this murderous maniac.
"I didn't ask you if you want to die." The blond man took a breath and shook his pistol. "I just asked if you are afraid of me."
Bang!
Another person was killed. There were faint sounds of sobbing in the crowd. They were desperate cries in the face of death.
"Why doesn't anyone answer me?" The blond man blew on the muzzle of his gun and asked. "Aren't you afraid?"
As he spoke, the gun was pointed at the third person.
"Afraid! Afraid -" The man who was pointed at the gun suddenly fell to his knees and waved his hands desperately. "Please don't kill me, don't kill me -"
Bang!
He begged the blond man not to kill him. But he died anyway.
Judging from the current situation, there seems to be no way to prevent him from killing people. Some people in the crowd cried, and some people fainted due to excessive mental stress. Some even had difficulty breathing. The blond man put down his pistol and said regretfully: "I should have told you earlier.
"After procrastinating for so long, I thought you weren't afraid."
After that, he stood up slowly, smiled at everyone and said, "Please take out your mobile phones."
Get a mobile phone?
The hostages thought he wanted to confiscate the phone. Unexpectedly, when they took out the phone, they heard the blond man laugh and say: "Call home."
Hooray!
There were exclamations from the crowd. Call home?
What are you calling home for? Calling the police?
"You can also call the district chief's hotline, the mayor's hotline, or the public security bureau's hotline." The blond man took two steps back and forth, twirling his index finger through the trigger.
Everyone looked at the blond man in shock. They couldn't tell whether he was joking or serious.
Didn't he rob?
Not robbing a bank?
Don’t they want to escape unharmed? Aren’t they afraid of being surrounded by the police?
Bang!
Another person in the crowd fell to the ground. The blond man said with a serious expression: "Do I look like I'm joking?"
Dududu——
Dududu——
The sound of dialing a number rang out from the crowd.
From this moment on, they obeyed the blond man's words without any hesitation.
There is only one outcome for hesitating: death.
"Hey, Dad. I'm at the bank. There are terrorists robbing the bank. I'm trapped inside-"
"Hey, Mom, I'm so scared right now -"
"Son, have a good rest at home on weekends and don't go out fooling around with your classmates——"
"Hey, grandma, the company has temporary arrangements. I won't be able to get off work until very late, so I can't celebrate your birthday with you."
"Feed my wife. Breakfast is in the kitchen. You can heat it up in the microwave and eat it. Remember not to drink carbonated drinks. It is not good for the baby."
…
The contents of the phone calls are all kinds of strange, but they are all preparing for the worst. No one knows who will die next. No one knows when the blond man will continue killing people.
The atmosphere in the business hall was extremely depressing. The threat of death was everywhere.
Wuwuwuwu——
A familiar yet unfamiliar siren sounded on the street. Everyone's hearts suddenly tightened, and then they relaxed.
The police finally arrived. The next stage should be negotiations between the police and the terrorists, right?
At least, this stage can be a little more relaxed. There is no need to worry about death that may occur at any time.
boom!
The police car driving on the street suddenly exploded, sending up thick black smoke.
A police car explodes.
Two police cars exploded.
…
When more than half of the first batch of police cars that arrived exploded, the hostages' newly raised hopes were dashed again. The area near the bank also fell into chaos.
The blond man pursed his lips slightly, threw a cigarette into his mouth, squinted at the police car with fireworks, and whispered: "Beautiful sparks."