"Sir, don't be joking." Huang Fu felt that the arm holding his shoulders was particularly heavy, causing fine beads of sweat to rise on his head, face, and body. Fear climbed into his heart uncontrollably.
.
"Oh, don't say that, explosions are art, and I never make fun of art!" Zhang Ziqiang said seriously.
The corner of Huang Fu's mouth twitched as he looked at this man with glasses and a mustache and long hair tied into a pigtail at his back. Although he didn't completely believe it, he didn't dare to take the risk. After all, if it was true, he could
Don't want to die!
"Hey, don't go, Mr. Liu Qing." Zhang Ziqiang called out to Liu Qing, who was silently moving back. "Meeting each other means destiny. As the saying goes, it's better to choose a day than to hit it. Since we are destined to meet each other today, let's come together
Bar."
"No, no, no." Liu Qing's facial features were tangled together, and he waved his hands politely and declined.
"Why don't you use it?" Zhang Ziqiang's face was stunned, "What's the matter, Mr. Liu Qing looks down on me and is not prepared to give me any face!"
With that said, Zhang Ziqiang also opened his clothes to dry the ring of bombs tied around his waist and the detonator in his hand, "Are you interested in a bet on whether it's true or false?"
Looking at the smile on Zhang Ziqiang's face that was a mixture of confidence and perversion, the two of them smiled bitterly and shook their heads. They bet on a woolen ball. If you win a dime, you won't make a dime. If you lose, your life will be lost. Who the hell is that?
I dare to bet with you.
He reached out and took off the two handcuffs from his waist and handcuffed Huang Fu and Liu Qing to his left and right hands respectively. Only then did Zhang Ziqiang throw the bomb box in his hand.
"Ah!" Seeing the bomb box flying towards him, the man who didn't know whether he was a bodyguard or a secretary screamed, but he didn't answer because he was afraid it would fall to the ground and explode, but he was also scared in his heart. What happened at this moment?
We don’t know the complicated inner struggle, but it can be seen from the way he trembled when holding the box that he might not be too happy...
"It's for you, go back and test its power." Zhang Ziqiang said with a smile: "If you two have nothing else to do for a while, can you please invite you to come with me? I need your help with some small things."
Liu Qing and Huang Fu looked at each other: How about not going?
Zhang Ziqiang: No!
We hired a driver to help us drive, and the three of us sat in the back seat and headed towards the National Bank together.
At this moment, the Malay police also received an alarm call. Four big shots were kidnapped at almost the same time. For a moment, the entire Johor Bahru police was in a state of panic. They wished that all the police would gather here.
More than a dozen police cars surrounded him from all directions and soon forced Zhang Ziqiang's car to a stop. The driver turned his head and looked back with a pale face, "What should I do with this, um, Mr. Robber?"
"It doesn't matter to him, you get out of the car and let their heads come to see me." The smile on Zhang Ziqiang's face has not diminished by half, I have never seen anything like this before!
The driver just got out of the car and faced dozens of guns. He immediately raised his hands and shouted loudly: "I am Mr. Huang Fu's secretary, don't shoot."
"Hands up, come slowly!" a policeman who seemed to be the leader shouted loudly.
After the secretary slowly walked to the policeman, his expression immediately softened. The fear just now disappeared from the bottom of his heart, and his face became angry, "Which of you is the leader? Who made you so reckless and surrounded me? Do you know that you almost got killed?"
Mr. Huang Fu and Mr. Liu Qing."
The leading policeman was stunned. He knew that Huang Fu had been kidnapped, but weren't the police here to rescue him?
"What's going on over there?" the leading policeman asked loudly.
"The kidnapper asked your leader to go over and speak."
"What?" The leader's heart jumped suddenly. He didn't want to go there. What if there was danger?
This is capitalism, leadership is just a job, and the police are never there to protect anyone!
"What are you doing standing still? If anything goes wrong with Mr. Huang, you can't bear the responsibility." The secretary pointed at the other party and shouted, I can't bear the responsibility either.
"Go and check the situation." Even if the other party said so, he didn't want to go. What's the right to do? If you don't send others to top the tank at this time, why should you do it yourself? What's more, this guy doesn't like it himself.
The assigned person looked ugly. He had to carry out the order given by the superior. This is the role of power, unless he quits now.
Gritting his teeth and following the secretary back, he opened the car door and saw Huang Fu and Liu Qing sitting on both sides of the back seat with pale faces. A long-haired man with glasses sat between them and looked at him with a smile, "This
Mr. Policeman, I don’t have much time, so I won’t ask you what your name is.”
"You are the kidnapper. We are surrounded here. I advise you..."
Before the other party could finish his usual words, Zhang Ziqiang raised his handcuffed hands and interrupted: "Okay, stop talking nonsense, come and see!"
As he spoke, he opened his clothes and gently pressed a button on the belt full of bombs. Immediately, a row of numbers appeared on the small electronic screen, 3:00
And just when everyone looked at the numbers, it jumped again, 2:59, 2:58, 2:57...
"You only have 2 minutes and 55 seconds to consider whether to let us pass or wait two minutes later. I will take these two boomers to the sky together." Zhang Ziqiang smiled and motioned to the two people around him, "Of course, if
The Malay police prefer that the two Chinese people die, so pretend I didn't say that."
"Okay, from now on, the choice is up to you." After saying that, Zhang Ziqiang closed his eyes and began to fall asleep.
The person who was sent had a look on his face that showed the explosion. He definitely couldn't bear any responsibility, but... he thought of something, and a flash of joy immediately flashed in his eyes.
However, Huang Fu and Liu Qing's faces were pale. Huang Fu turned his head and looked at the policeman as calmly as possible, "Get out of the way, now, immediately, immediately!"
This guy wiped the sweat from his head, looked at the jumping numbers, and immediately picked up the walkie-talkie to talk about the matter. He hoped that his immediate boss would fight the gangsters to the end and never give in.
After receiving the news, the leader also hesitated. If he let it go, he would have to take responsibility. If he didn't let it go, were the gangsters bluffing?
Before he could think it through, Liu Qing, whose heart twitched every time the numbers on Zhang Ziqiang's body in the car beat, couldn't help it. He snatched the walkie-talkie from the policeman at the door of the car and said calmly: "I am
Liu Qing, get out of my way right now, son of a bitch, do you fucking believe it or not, I will peel off your skin right now, if something goes wrong, I will bury your whole family with you!!"
After all, it is the third largest ethnic group and the richest group. If you really want to deal with a small policeman, you can easily do it.
If you had spoken so nicely earlier, it would have been over!
The leader's mouth twitched, and he wanted to forcefully order the scene to be surrounded and not let go, but thinking about the power of the Liu family in Malay, forget it, forget it...