Outside the gate of Yunlong High School, Police Chief Zheng Hong, Chief Li Tian, Army Commander Dong Fanghua, and other major tycoons gathered one by one outside a small coffee shop not far from the school gate. This incident happened.
The small coffee shop has been requisitioned and set up as a temporary command post.
At this time, although the air-conditioning in the coffee shop was on, everyone's face was dripping with sweat, especially Zheng Hong, Li Tian, and Dong Fanghua. As Ye Xingchen expected, to release Xie Junjie, the top management had no choice but to release Xie Junjie.
Impossible, that would be a slap in the face, but they couldn't ignore Mo Fei's request. Finally, after deliberation, they decided to send someone to temporarily let Xie Junjie go, and then arrest him. For this operation,
However, elites from various ministries were dispatched, but until now, no intelligence from the front line was received. Watching the time passing by, there was still no news from the release of Xie Junjie. Everyone's heart was tightly wrinkled.
Together.
Outside the coffee shop, parents who were worried about comforting their students gathered together and kept crowding towards the coffee shop. They didn't care who Xie Junjie was or his reputation. They just wanted their children to be okay. It was getting closer and closer to twelve o'clock.
The closer we get, no one wants to think about anything bad about their children. After all, if you kill one person in ten minutes, who knows if the first one will be your own child.
They didn't dare to yell at the terrorist son. After all, no one knew what the angry terrorist son would do. They could only keep putting pressure on their superiors to make them agree to the terrorist son's request. In short, no matter what,
Make sure your child is okay.
But at this time, a gunshot sounded, which alarmed everyone. The originally chaotic Yunlong Street immediately became quiet. Everyone looked in the direction of Yunlong High School, and everyone's face showed
There was a look of horror, whose child would become the dead soul under that gun? No one dared to move, everyone looked at the school gate.
In the security room, the four terrorists who heard the gunshots also quickly came out, looked at each other, and smiled on their faces. They knew that their boss had already started the massacre, but they were also a little confused as to why they
Didn't the boss inform him? Didn't he even issue an ultimatum? Of course, maybe some disobedient kid angered the boss?
Zheng Hong, Li Tian, Zhang Zhentian and others' expressions changed, and they were about to rush out, but they heard a faint voice: "Don't panic, everyone, this is the sound of a sniper gun. Do you think a terrorist will kill a person?"
Use a sniper gun?"
This man is only nineteen years old. He is wearing a black T-shirt and a pair of black jeans. He looks like an ordinary student, but there is a medal representing the National Security Bureau hanging on his chest.
Who is it if it’s not Zhang Jia?
"Second Lieutenant, have you people from the National Security Bureau already sneaked into the school? Aren't you afraid of angering those terrorists by blocking it like this?" Zhang Zhentian asked in surprise. He is just a son, and he doesn't want anything to go wrong. But Zhang Jia
Although he was only a second lieutenant, he was from the National Security Bureau, so as Zhang Zhentian, he did not dare to yell loudly.
"Angry? Haha, Mr. Zhang, besides this gunshot, did you hear any other sounds? If it was really people from our National Security Bureau who sneaked into the school, I think those terrorists must have started killing by now.
But are there any other noises now?" Zhang Jia smiled slightly, and the image of Ye Xingchen appeared in his mind. He believed that with Ye Xingchen here, he would never sit back and watch this group of terrorists get carried away, and the blocking sound just now
The gunshot, if you guess correctly, should be He Jiajie's masterpiece.
Everyone was stunned. What he said was indeed correct, but it was neither the National Security Bureau nor a terrorist, so who was it? Could there be a third-party force entering the campus?
Only Zheng Hong and Zheng Yingying suddenly thought of something.
"Brother, who fired the shot?" Zhang Nana, who was standing next to Zhang Jia, asked curiously.
"I don't know either, but I have a feeling that it won't be long before this crisis will disappear. Do you believe it or not?" Zhang Jia said with a faint smile. For some reason, when he heard the sound of the sniper gun, his whole body...
My heart calmed down.
Believe it, who wants to believe it or not? Everyone here would rather believe that Zhang Jia’s words are true, but is this possible? There are a group of students on campus, a group of unequipped students, how can they fight with more than a hundred terrorists armed with live ammunition?
*Zidou, everyone except Zheng Hong and Zheng Yingying had disdain on their faces.
At this moment, gunfire rang out again. Li Tian and others could no longer sit still and rushed out. Zhang Jia and Zhang Nana looked at each other and rushed out.
However, when everyone rushed out of the coffee shop, they saw a stunned scene. They saw the four people who were waiting at the door collapsed at the door, with a pool of bright red blood flowing on each of them.
"Who, who on earth, who the hell shot?" Li Tian yelled, these four people were killed by his subordinates, who knows what ridiculous decisions the terrorists inside would make, if they started
He went on a killing spree, that... that... Li Tian had even seen himself spending the rest of his life in a dark cell.
No one paid attention to the fact that the mayor of Li Tiantang Hall would curse in public. They all looked at the four people who fell at the door in shock. Who fired the gun? Who was so bold as to shoot without orders?
If something goes wrong with the hostages inside, who is responsible?
"Damn, why are these four guys so useless? I have never played with a pistol, but I shot them?" A clear voice woke everyone up from the shock, and then they saw a man wearing a plaid shirt, standing at his feet.
Wearing a pair of slippers and holding a pistol in his hand, a young man walked out swaggeringly. Next to him, there was an equally handsome young man in a white shirt, who also had a pistol in his hand.
"Ah... don't shoot, I'm a good citizen!" Ye Xingchen saw so many weapons outside the school gate, and kept his gun on the ground, holding his head with both hands, pretending to be a good citizen.
Ouyang Jun also put the pistol in his hand on the ground, but he was not as exaggerated as Ye Xingchen, he just put his hands in front of him.
"Jun'er..." Ouyang Long in the crowd saw his son walking out intact. The worries he had felt all day and night were completely replaced by joy. He rushed towards Ouyang Jun regardless of the weapons in front of him.
, following him was his wife Hua Molan, her face also covered with tears.
"Dad, Mom, I didn't..." Ouyang Jun was about to say that I was fine, but he was already in Ouyang Long's arms, and the family of three hugged each other so tightly.