The ancient capital of the Six Dynasties was full of dragons and tigers, and it had the aura of an emperor!
On the banks of the Qinhuai River, how many talented people and beauties are inspiring? Under the Qinhuai River, how many beauties and withered bones are buried here?
early morning!
Zhao Changsheng, the president of Changsheng Group, the largest enterprise in Jinling, was attacked by gangsters on his way to work. His personal bodyguards had a shootout with him, and the scene was horrific. The police who heard the news immediately launched a pursuit until they forced the man to an abandoned old factory.
Immediately, special police and armed police arrived and surrounded the entire factory.
Because the gangsters took hostages while escaping, and the hostages had special identities, so the police did not dare to act rashly for fear of harming the lives of the hostages. Considering that the gangsters were mercenaries who had received strict military training, after careful consideration
Afterwards, Public Security Bureau Chief Song Shixin, who was the commander-in-chief of the operation, immediately requested the dispatch of troops to help.
The scene was surrounded by people, and it was impossible for the gangsters to escape. However, considering the safety of the hostages, they did not dare to take any action. The atmosphere remained stalemate, and the time passed minute by minute. Every minute passed,
This means that the hostages are in additional danger. No one knows whether the gang of desperadoes will jump over the wall in a hurry and endanger the safety of the hostages.
"That is to say, the whole thing has nothing to do with the hostages. It's all a coincidence. The other party's target is Zhao Changsheng, right?" Yang Ling frowned and kept digesting the information Gao Jun said.
"Judging from the information currently available, this is indeed the case." Gao Jun nodded.
"Who is that Zhao Changsheng?" Yang Ling asked.
"He is the president of Changsheng Group, the largest enterprise in Jinling. His industries are spread across various industries, such as real estate, communications, electronics, shipping and shipping, etc. Zhao Changsheng came to Jinling when he was twelve years old to start a business from scratch, and he can be regarded as a man of great influence." Gao Jun
A brief introduction to Zhao Changsheng’s information.
"Have you asked Zhao Changsheng?" Yang Ling asked next.
"I asked. According to Zhao Changsheng's story, he doesn't know why the other party attacked him. Considering his special status, it is not convenient to investigate at the moment. Moreover, the most important thing right now is to solve the hostage situation first," Gao Jun explained.
road.
"I'm afraid things are not that simple, right?" Yang Ling laughed coldly.
"These are not our responsibility. All we need to do is save people. There will naturally be dedicated people responsible for other things." Gao Jun explained.
Yang Ling nodded silently without saying anything.
Yang Ling, who roughly understood what had happened, closed his eyes tightly and calmed down. Song Shixin, who came after hearing the news, and Gao Jun were discussing countermeasures.
Soon, Gao Jun came back and handed over a cigarette.
Yang Ling took it, lit it, and took a sip silently.
Squatting down, the two faced each other and finished smoking a cigarette without saying a word.
"This is your gun. I will keep it for you. We have consulted with T side. Bachai's shooting performance is the best in the army. He has won the T side army shooting competition for several consecutive years. Only you are the most familiar with him. His marksmanship
They are equally matched. In addition to Bachai, there are two retired soldiers from the former Star Nation SEALs, so you must be careful and try to kill them with one shot." Gao Jun handed over a pistol and wanted to give a few words of advice.
, only to find that the words came to my lips but I didn’t know what to say.
There was a suffocating feeling in Yang Ling's heart, and she nodded silently. She took the pistol and stroked it slowly. The familiar feeling came to her mind again. "Old friend, we meet again." Yang Ling murmured.
After saying a word, the bullet was loaded.
Taking a deep breath, Yang Ling shouted loudly: "Bachai, it's me, can we go in and talk?"
In the factory, Bachai couldn't help but trembled when he saw Yang Ling coming.
"Why is he here?" Bachai's eyes were moist, and there was an indescribable feeling in his heart.
Immediately, Yang Ling walked slowly.
There was a car parked at the entrance of the factory. There was a pool of blood underneath. The driver was lying in the car. In the back seat, a little boy sat in fear in the back seat, shaking the driver and trying to wake him up. Unknown to everyone, he had already
die.
The police also tried to send people to rescue several times, but the people who came up were basically shot in the head. In the end, they had no choice but to give up. This was also for fear of angering the gangsters and harming the lives of the children.
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"Lao Gao, can he do it alone?" Song Shixin looked at Gao Jun, worried in his heart.
"If even he can't do it, then no one can do it." Gao Jun was full of confidence.
Song Shixin looked at Yang Ling's back and was speechless. He could only pray secretly that nothing would go wrong. If the hostages were injured, he would probably end his position as public security chief.
"Children, don't be afraid because your uncle is here." Yang Ling smiled slightly, kindly and peacefully.
The child looked at him blankly and nodded resolutely. A child of five or six years old did not frighten him because of what he was seeing. Yang Ling was secretly surprised by this maturity that was not in line with his age.
"Bachai, no matter what grudges there are, we should not hurt an innocent child and let him go. Is that okay?" Yang Ling shouted into the factory.
"No, that is our bargaining chip. We must not let him go." One of the gangsters raised his pistol and was about to shoot.
"Stop!" Bachai put a gun to his head and shouted, "If you dare to shoot, I will kill you now."
"Are you fucking crazy? Put down the gun quickly." The other gangster was stunned and hurriedly pointed the gun at Bachai.
"He is right. It has nothing to do with the child. Let him go." Bachai's attitude was firm and there was no room for doubt.
"Fuck!" The gangster snorted angrily and put down his gun.
"Let him go." Bachhai said loudly.
"Thank you!" Yang Ling smiled slightly.
At least Bachhai is not so crazy that he would not spare an innocent child.
"Kids, put on your schoolbags, run over there, and don't look back." Yang Ling instructed.
He didn't know what happened in the factory. Although Bachai promised to let the child go, no one could guarantee that the other two gangsters would be like him.
One second, two seconds, three seconds, time passed very slowly, everyone held their breath, and the atmosphere solidified. The slightest abnormality would trigger a series of earth-shattering reactions, just like the calm lake water blooming after a pebble is dropped.
Silk ripples.
When the child reached the safe area, no gunshots were fired, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
"Pakchai, I want to talk to you. We haven't seen each other for so many years, but I never thought that the first time we met would be in this way and on such an occasion. You should have a lot to say to me, right? Let's talk, just talk about our past.
Regardless of anything else." Yang Ling's tone was calm and sincere, not because he wanted to play a one-shot trick, but because he really wanted to reminisce with him about the past.