Under the sky full of snowflakes, at the intersection outside the hotel, several heavy trucks that were running smoothly suddenly rushed out. It was as if they were suffering from color blindness for a moment. The red light was all green, and they bumped into everyone in front of them with shocking momentum.
They were stuck in a traffic jam, and finally, under the stunned gaze of everyone around them, there was a kiss of the century in the center of the intersection, and boom——
For a moment, the traffic was completely blocked.
The next moment, the truck door automatically opened and dumped, and countless large and small colorful balloons floated upwards, blocking out the sky and even the snowflakes in the sky. Passers-by who were about to open their mouths and scream just now,
All that was left was to open its mouth, like a fish left on the beach at low tide, with its neck held high and its eyes straight... Because of this, no one noticed the several figures that flashed out of the truck and merged into it.
The crowd disappeared.
At the same time, inside the hotel, the security access door on the twelfth floor opened.
The cold muzzle of the gun poked out, pop-pop, two clean and soft sounds. The man who was guarding the door and subconsciously turned his head to look at the man's body was shaken. One shot in the heart and one between the eyebrows, killing him instantly.
Stepping over the corpse, Tang Chao appeared in the corridor. Not far ahead, two guards in straight suits were shocked when they saw this. They drew their guns in their hands like a reflex. However, they were still too slow. Before they could pull the trigger, their heads tilted back.
Two pools of blood bloomed on the wall behind him instantly.
"Enemy attack——"
It was a curved corridor now. When Tang Chao came out of the security door, he was naturally at one end of the curve. His line of sight was limited and he couldn't see the situation inside. Of course, the people inside couldn't see him either, but he could hear the warning sound and the friction of the carpet.
From the sound of slight footsteps, it was initially judged that at least twenty gunmen were guarding the front.
It’s just a corridor less than a hundred meters away, and there are so many people there... I’m really afraid of death!
I walked forward with a gun against the wall. I wonder if the more I fear death in the underground world, the faster I will die. I have spent so many years in vain!
While complaining speechlessly, he did not put down the work he was doing. He took a few steps forward, puff puff... several figures that had just appeared in the line of sight, without even making a symbolic resistance, simply fell backwards and died miserably.
on the spot.
This is an inevitable result. It has to be said that the curved corridor on this floor of the Four Seasons Hotel seems to be specially designed for the Tang Dynasty. Either each other is invisible, or each other appears in each other's field of vision at the same time. It is a competition to see who opens the door.
The gun is fast, and in this field, sorry, Tang Dynasty is a well-deserved fast gun!
After clearing out three waves of gunmen in a row and advancing easily to a distance of twenty meters, the opponent seemed to have reacted and decisively began to accumulate manpower and fire in advance.
This is indeed a method. The progress of the Tang Dynasty has to be stopped. There is no way. No matter how fast you shoot, it can't be faster than the bullet that has already been fired. This is not a pre-judged shot. It is purely a fire suppression and collision.
Great luck.
This approach is not without its drawbacks. If the Tang Dynasty does not go out, then the other party will be wasting ammunition. However, this drawback does not hold true at the moment, because the other party's warning signal has been sent out, and it will not take a minute to go upstairs and downstairs.
The manpower can come to support, and under the attack from the front and back, the Tang Dynasty can be beaten into a sieve in an instant.
"What kind of killer are you even afraid to fight for? A bunch of dreamless fishes!"
Pouring his lips, Tang Chao turned around and walked back a few steps, put on his submachine gun, and dragged another corpse. He paused and threw it out. It was very old-fashioned, but also very practical. Bang bang bang... the sound of gunfire was loud,
Under the fierce fire, almost in the blink of an eye, the body of this unlucky guy was shot back by countless bullets. I think if it was cremated, it would have to be at least a few kilograms of iron.
And taking advantage of this effort, Tang Chao instantly dodged half of his body. When he saw the gun, tongues of fire spit out wildly. His not-so-thick arms almost completely absorbed the force of the gun's recoil. Under the horizontal sweep, no one could shake the gun slightly.
Keep standing under your mouth.
Oh, there were a few exceptions. Those were those who were busy changing magazines at the rear. Tang Chao deliberately avoided them when firing. It was not until the round of firing was completed that he had time to pull out the pistol again and drop it one by one... This is called
The maximum utilization of resources also represents the terrifying precision of the Tang Dynasty's marksmanship.
This is also called true fire suppression!
Instead of just randomly hitting and shooting randomly!
After this round of cleaning, the path forward was cleared. In fact, the number should be a few short, but until Tang Chao came to the conference room door, the other party did not show up. He probably hid at the other end of the arc corridor...
…Who would have the heart to kill someone so knowledgeable, right?
It's complicated to say, but actually coming out of the safe passage and fighting all the way to now only takes about thirty seconds at most. In other words, there are still another thirty seconds, which is plenty of time.
Unhurriedly, he unzipped the plumber's uniform and found that he was wearing a special police uniform inside. Well, this was the result of Tang Chao stopping by the building next door before entering the hotel.
Click, a short-handled shotgun was loaded, and he fired a shot at the door of Hou Hou's conference room. Boom, there was a flash of fire and wood chips flew into the air.
When the smoke filled the air, I stepped back and distanced myself. I leaned against the wall and listened quietly to the deafening gunshots. Countless bullets shot out from the door, passed through my eyes, and landed on the wall with murals on the opposite side.
Hundreds of holes, sparks flying...
What a spectacle!
If conditions didn't allow it, Tang Chao would have wanted to light a cigarette and enjoy it slowly...
The violent gunfire lasted for about fifteen seconds and was about to stop. Tang Chao took out another thing from his waist, opened the ring, there was a crisp sound, paused, and picked a door.
Throw it into the hole.
At the same time, he decisively turned around, covered his ears, opened his mouth and squatted down.
"bomb--"
Amidst the frightened roars, bang, buzz - a not too violent explosion, the air waves rolled, and a dazzling bright light suddenly shone through the hole in the door. It was as if countless wasps had entered the mind in an instant, buzzing.
The buzzing sound was non-stop, and for a moment, it even covered up the sound of shattering glass on the outer wall inside.
This is just the aftermath outside the door, you can imagine the situation inside the closed room.
This is not a bomb, but a shock bomb... Of course, if there is a bomb, the Tang Dynasty would not mind using it, but that is basically impossible, because this is a bustling city, and even the special police will not carry bombs at will.
In other words, non-lethal weapons such as flash tear gas grenades are more suitable.
He pulled out his two guns and kicked open the broken door. As expected, there were people lying on the floor rolling around in the house. Some of them were motionless. But that was not death, but they were knocked unconscious due to poor physical fitness.
There are quite a few of them, most of them have gray hair. They are the targets of Tang Dynasty's trip, the top leaders of Banshanjin.
Puff puff puff——Puff puff puff——
With a calm expression, he continued shooting one by one. One shot for the important target was in the head and the other was in the heart. A headshot was enough for the secondary target. After finishing two rounds of magazines quickly and accurately, there was no longer any living person in the room. The smell of blood instantly overwhelmed the pungent nose.
The smell of gunpowder is so intense that it makes you sick!
There is only one thing left, the vice-president who didn’t come, but he is quite clever...
The sound of scattered footsteps could be heard on the carpet outside the house, but Tang Chao seemed to have not heard it. He checked again and made sure that no important targets were alive before he untied the rope from his waist, fastened it to the window stand, and shot him with a pistol.
When you lean out from the door, jump out of the window.
Wow - the biting cold wind hit my face instantly, like an ice knife cutting me. I squinted my eyes and counted a few numbers silently in my mind. I twisted my body and threw my arms, and drew my gun in the air. Bang bang bang, the glass on the third floor exterior wall shattered suddenly and I was hit.
Go in.
Land on the ground, roll over, draw the knife with your backhand, cut the rope, and get up. All the movements are done in one go.
Turning around, on the sofa about ten feet away, a pair of disheveled young men and women looked at each other blankly, their postures were stiff, and I won't say what they were doing. I can only say that this trapeze artist from the Tang Dynasty came at a very bad time... looking at each other.
, spreading his hands to apologize: "I'm sorry to bother you."
He opened the door, walked out, and closed the door very considerately. Then he listened to the high-pitched screams that instantly sounded from behind the door, and shrugged. Well, I hope it won't leave any shadow...
In fact, if he had a choice, Tang Chao would not want to play this kind of heartbeat escape. The excitement is exciting enough, but an accidental death may be even more exciting.
There's no way around it. Banshanjin's defense is really good. It won't be able to find any obvious loopholes for a while. Otherwise, it's basically impossible to escape.
The Park Family Alliance did provide several escape plans, which were relatively mild, but of course the Tang Dynasty would not use them. Cooperation was cooperation. If matters involving specific actions and retreats were left to others, it would be really difficult.
It's like the old man eating arsenic - he thinks he will live longer!
…
At this time, in the side hall on the first floor, the lively autograph session was still going on in an orderly manner.
It must be said that Tang Dynasty's raid was a model of blitzkrieg in the industry. The time from attack to retreat was less than two minutes. On the road outside the hotel, the rising balloons had not even completely left the sky.
It wasn't until the piercing siren sounded in the distance, and groups of running SWAT police appeared at the door of the hotel, and at the same time, countless screaming guests rushed out of the elevators and security passages, that the signing ceremony here was only belatedly noticed.
Not right.
The noise got louder.
As a star, Yoon Joo-hyun and her sisters in the group were naturally picked up by her manager immediately. They did not leave the hotel, but returned to the rest room before. They only looked at the SWAT police outside who were armed with live ammunition and looked like they were facing a formidable enemy.
, you know that no one can leave here at will in a short period of time.
Mixing in the crowd and walking mechanically, Yin Zhuxian's face turned pale and his mind was in confusion.
This was not the first time she had experienced such a battle. When she thought of the familiar figure she had seen before, everything was undoubtedly obvious... Her eyes instantly turned red, and at the same time, she could not help but feel a strong sense of guilt in her heart. It was him