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Chapter 911: Where did the kidnappers go?

(I can only do two updates today, my son has a cold...)

"Groundhog, what's the situation now?" After arranging the place where the four rich men were detained and seeing off the police, Zhang Ziqiang came to the corner and became concerned about the situation below.

Huffing, huffing sounds came from the intercom, and Lao Hu said out of breath: "The situation is very bad."

"What's wrong?" Zhang Ziqiang was a little nervous for a moment.

"Brother...we have only moved a third of the way, and I feel like I am going to run out of strength. I finally understand that sometimes, no matter how much money I give, I still can't do it. I once imagined that if it was

When it comes to moving gold, I can move it all day long without falling asleep. Now I know, that’s all bragging.” Lying in the vault, looking up at the pile of gold that still had two-thirds of it, the old man said

Hu held his old waist and let out a sigh from his soul.

In fact, he and Ah Hao had only moved three tons in the past half day. Fortunately for Ah Hao, he had already stretched his hips.

"Fuck you, hurry up, get those workers up there and speed up." Zhang Ziqiang urged with a dark face.

"I'm afraid they will do something outrageous or leak the news after seeing the gold." Seeing that Zhang Ziqiang was angry, Lao Hu immediately added.

"You're carrying a fucking gun. Are you afraid of being a bully? Have you forgotten what your job is? A gold brick is twenty pounds, and they can't take it away. If there's anyone with a fever, just kill him. As for leaking information,

When you leave, give each of you some money to see who dares to leak the news. I haven’t prepared tens of millions in cash for you. Take it out and use it, idiot!!"

"Okay, I got it." Lao Hu didn't dare to breathe anymore. When doing business these years, guns and other items were just for decoration and for fun. He hadn't fired one in so many years that he almost forgot about it.

Jump down from the hole and start pulling people out to work.

As expected, the group of professional sewer workers brought over from Japan immediately went crazy after seeing the gold. However, they immediately woke up after the two gunshots were fired. This group of people was not capable of supporting themselves.

People, otherwise I wouldn’t have been so suppressed by others that I couldn’t hold my head up.

As a result, the speed suddenly doubled several times, and the physical strength of those guys was much better than that of Lao Hu, a group of pampered guys.

The gold is transported from the entrance to the cart below, and is pushed out of the excavated channel with the cart to a standing small forklift in the main sewer pipe. Just two small boxes of gold are directly pulled to the carrying limit of the small forklift.

Fortunately, preparations were made in advance, and a total of four small standing forklifts were brought in. While the police and criminals were confronting each other above, and waiting for the other two main managers of the bank to arrive, the work of moving gold had been completed below.

"It's done below, we're starting to retreat towards the predetermined location." Lao Hu immediately reported the news.

"Okay, arrange an escape route, get all the things I prepared for you before, and let me know when you're safely on board." Zhang Ziqiang's face flashed with joy before he ordered.

"I know." Lao Hu replied. The submarine arranged by Wang Yaozu was on the other side. Both the source and the retreat route were under control, so that there would be no problems.

Twelve tons of gold may not seem like much, just 0.6 cubic meters, but it is not so easy to transport out of the country without anyone noticing.

Zhang Ziqiang waved, Wang Jianjun walked over quickly, put his arm around his shoulders, and Zhang Ziqiang whispered: "Put everything in place and prepare to retreat."

"Done?" Wang Jianjun's eyes lit up.

Zhang Ziqiang nodded.

"Ojbk, it will be done in ten minutes." Wang Jianjun made a gesture and immediately started to ask people to work.

The wooden boxes that had been moved in a long time ago but had not been opened were pried open one by one, and black square-shaped objects were taken out one by one. There were wires underneath, connected to a small thing.

Two boxes, more than forty in total, all filled with bombs.

As for the principle, it is also very simple. It consists of three parts: explosives, electronic igniters, and the welcome sensor at the door of the convenience store. As soon as someone passes by, the sensor does not make a sound but directly activates the electronic ignition, and then... BOOM!

Under the horrified gazes of the hostages in the hall, bombs were installed all the way from the hall to the arranged retreat route.

"It's done, you can go." Hearing the voice from the intercom, Zhang Ziqiang clenched his fist hard.

After ordering the four rich men upstairs to be brought down, Zhang Ziqiang walked up with four plastic signs in his hand and handed them out one by one.

The four of them looked down and saw three big words on it, "Bomb"!

"What does this mean?" Huang Fu's face instantly turned ugly.

"It's nothing. I'm just giving the police a reminder. By the way, I want to tell you that I was so slow to treat you so much. I apologize to the four of you here." Zhang Ziqiang said with a smile and clasped his fists.

As soon as he said this, the four people's expressions became even uglier. As a saying goes, when you treat others with courtesy, you must ask for something. What's more, the person who treats others with courtesy is a kidnapper, so it's even more scary.

"What on earth do you want to do?"

"We are about to retreat. We need four people to help us delay our retreat for a while." Zhang Ziqiang said with a smile.

"We paid, but you don't show credibility." Liu Qing's face turned pale and he became anxious on the spot.

"What do you mean?" Zhang Ziqiang took out four IOUs and tore them up casually. "I never thought about asking for ransom from the four of you. I'm not Zhang Ziqiang, the thief king of the century. It's not necessary. It's too troublesome. I prefer to do it myself."

"Now, there's no IOU now." Zhang Ziqiang opened his hand, and the shredded paper fell on the floor, "Okay, there's nothing dangerous, as long as the police don't mean to kill anyone."

"Don't worry, trust me, if I wanted to kill people, I would have killed people long ago, but I agree more with Zhang Ziqiang's approach." After saying that, Zhang Ziqiang nodded his head, "Eat the brain!"

The corner of Wang Jianjun's mouth kept twitching when he heard this. It's okay to brag about yourself!

Are all the big guys so shameless...

"What do you want?" Huang Fu asked through gritted teeth.

"Okay, let's start taking action and retreat!" Following Zhang Ziqiang's greeting, the first group of people quickly entered the elevator room and quickly descended to the bottom along the steel cable. A large hole was blown underneath.

When it was originally designed, for safety reasons, there was no parking lot downstairs in the bank building. There was only one entrance and exit at the front. In order to facilitate evacuation, a passage was dug directly from the main sewer road into the underground, leading directly to the lowest floor of the elevator room, but there was no connection.

Yes, it needs to be blasted one last time.

The walls were hung with prepared explosives along the way. When Liu Huaqiang and everyone began to retreat, brothers Zhang Ziqiang and Wang Jianjun led four rich men and deliberately wandered around the door to let people outside see their figures.

Just started to retreat.

As he walked, he activated the bombs on the road, just like Teemo throwing mushrooms. He dropped a gagged rich man holding a sign halfway, and retreated into the sewer. Finally, he piled up all the remaining explosives and waved to follow.

Abdul said his last farewell, and the group of people just disappeared into the small waterway.

Three blocks away, an inconspicuous commercial vehicle was parked on the road. Suddenly, the door of the commercial vehicle opened, and a person stepped out and got into the compartment of a box truck next to it.

One person was followed by another person, and one person was followed by another person. The commercial vehicle kept spitting out people like a running machine. Eighteen people were spit out in a row. Only if someone got into the car and took a look would they find that the chassis of the car did not know.

A big hole was dug out at some point. Below is the sewer entrance. The manhole cover has long been gone, and an iron ladder leads directly to the bottom.

The last person to get out of the car was Zhang Ziqiang. He closed the door with a bang, glanced around casually, and then stepped into the van. The vehicle started and quickly disappeared into the night streets.

It wasn't until the arrival of two other key figures in the bank that the police began to contact the kidnappers. At this time, no one responded after shouting for a while. Ahmed's expression gradually began to change, and there was nothing wrong with him.

Bar?

The negotiator was sent out again, with cold sweat on his face, and slowly moved to the entrance of the hall with his hands raised...

Huh?

Where have the kidnappers gone?


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