It has been more than an hour now. According to the confessions of Mao Ziguo's killers, those guys will kill the hostages in more than an hour.
So as expected, the killers are already killing the hostages.
Bariano was quickly brought over by several police officers.
Mariav threw his cell phone to him: "Barriano, I give you a choice, call them now to ask them to release the hostages. In this case, we will still agree to the Spanish government to extradite you back to Spain.
Otherwise, you have to go see God tonight."
After finishing speaking, Maryav pointed the black hole's gun directly at his temple.
Bariano is the leader of this group of people. The lives of his family are already in the hands of his employer. Therefore, for him in this mission, the lowest bottom line is that he cannot betray his employer. Otherwise, his parents and wife will all be killed.
Gotta go see God.
"Let me go see God." Bariano said simply, closing his eyes.
Maryav did not expect that this guy was actually a tough guy.
Suddenly, it was his turn to be passive.
But soon, Mariav hit Bariano hard on the face with a heavy punch, causing the guy to vomit blood and stagger back a few steps.
As a result, his center of gravity became unstable and he suddenly fell to the ground.
"Release the wolf dogs." Maryav suddenly spotted the wolf dogs beside the SWAT policemen, sticking out their bright red tongues viciously.
The special police officers were also stunned for a moment, let go of the wolves and dogs?
"Let the wolf-dog out, I want to play with him." Maryav said with a fierce look on his face.
This time the special police officers did not dare to disobey and immediately released the two big wolf dogs.
The big wolfdog immediately pounced on Bariano on the ground, biting him.
The effect of this thing is many times better than that of using knives and guns, especially since the big wolf dog bites at different parts every time, and the force used is also different. After a burst of crazy bites, Bariano felt almost all over his body
There is no good place.
Mariav knelt down and looked at the dying Bariano on the ground, with a ferocious expression on his face. He gently patted Bariano's bloody face and said, "Barriano, I will send you away."
Go to a Siberian prison, where I will play with you slowly. I will let rats crawl around your body, and I will let your body grow maggots. In short, I will not let you die, but I will let you die.
Your life is worse than death."
Bariano looked at the Maozi police in front of him with wide, horrified eyes. Through the translator, he translated word for word. He felt that these Maozi police were inhumane.
"I want to sue you for violating humanitarianism," Bariano said.
The translator translated it word for word.
"What the hell, you're still accusing us." Before he could finish his words, Maryav gave Bariano a loud slap in the face.
Mariav was almost 1.9 meters tall and weighed an astonishing over 200 kilograms, so after this loud slap, the guy fainted to death.
Since the gunmen who escaped in the Mercedes-Benz only recognized Bariano, they really fulfilled their promise to kill the hostages if they failed to contact him on time.
Maryaev didn't care about it anymore and directly ordered the police to attack the four Mercedes-Benz cars.
Half an hour later, the results came.
All the gunmen in the Mercedes-Benz were killed, and 8 of the 12 hostages died.
"Eight hostages died?" Mariyav snorted coldly, "Fortunately, not all of them went to see God."
Petjevich also learned that eight hostages died at the scene, and his thoughts were different from Maryav's, because Maryav had already killed him, while he still retained his reason.
Sure enough, when the minister learned that eight hostages had been killed, he immediately became furious.
"Petevich, are you a murderer? How did I tell you that hostages can only be injured, not dead? What do you want me to do now? Just wait to be dismissed."
"And you, Mariav, you are a complete loser. I have never seen any policeman with a waist as thick as yours. You should wait until get out of class is over."
In short, the minister was very angry. After scolding Petjevich and Maryav for more than half an hour, he left the scene with full anger.
After the bureaucratic minister left, Vladimir walked over from the side.
Although 8 hostages died this time, at least all the gunmen were killed. Those who should be killed were killed, and those who should be arrested were captured. Especially the scene where Mariav took care of Bariano just now, let Vladi
After seeing it, Mir said that he was very satisfied and wanted to deal with these bastards like this.
The most important thing is that he learned who the person who assassinated him was.
Without a doubt, Renato.
A Rio shady gang?
No, Vladimir shook his head. In his opinion, Renato was just an agent. There must be big fish behind him.
Vladimir has decided to completely integrate Kininov into his own force, train them, and let them fight against Renato in Rio.
That night, Vladimir couldn't sleep all night, and he was thinking more about his own safety.
Why would a gunman come to assassinate me once I get to Moscow?
After careful analysis, he quickly targeted the air traffic control at London Airport.
If nothing else, his personal itinerary was definitely leaked from air traffic control, because only they knew his itinerary.
However, it is also very difficult to find the leaker from air traffic control.
Vladimir thought about it and decided to change to a private jet, and the owner of this private jet could not be a person from their Ivan Group, let alone a person from the ADG Group.
Obviously, it is more suitable for my girlfriend to be the owner of a private jet at present.
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Vladimir stayed up all night, and similarly, Petjevich and Maryav also stayed up all night. They had missed the bottom line given by the minister, and they didn't know what kind of punishment the boss would give them.
When Vladimir saw the two of them the next day, he found that they were in a very bad mental state.
"Don't worry, I will sort it out for you."
Petjevich smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Mr. Vladimir, we have exceeded the boss's bottom line. According to his tough style, he will not let us go. Besides, this matter will definitely be hyped by the media.
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"Believe me, don't doubt me."
Seeing the confident look on Vladimir's face, and thinking that even if he was removed from his post, he would at least be someone who had sat in the position of mayor of Moscow. For a moment, Petevich felt that there was nothing wrong with him.
After adjusting his mentality, Petevich suddenly patted his head again, "By the way, Mr. Vladimir, I almost forgot about the business.