Counterattack 1988

The aerobics performance by a few muscular men can be regarded as an eye-opener.

Especially the ladies at the scene couldn't stop laughing.

Deng Lijun said: "Such a man looks terrifying, I don't like it at all."

Wang Lin smiled and said, "Then what do you like?"

Deng Lijun said: "Gentle and elegant, romantic and suave. Like you."

Uncle Zhong said in a low voice, "Mr. Wang, I'm afraid the police didn't go to raise money, but wanted to start a rescue operation. I saw a helicopter transporting the police upstairs."

Wang Lin hummed: "These robbers are not simple, I'm afraid the New York police will suffer a lot."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a sudden burst of gunshots upstairs.

Afterwards, corpses fell out of the front and rear windows.

More than a dozen death squads sent by the New York police flew to the window on the third floor of the library by helicopter, slid down along the steel cable, and then jumped to the outside of the window sill, trying to break through the window and attack the robbers by surprise.

Who knew that the robbers also arranged manpower on it!

As soon as the death squad jumped onto the window sill, they were shot randomly and fell to the ground to die.

There were more than a dozen death-defendants, but none of them survived.

Looking at the scene outside the window, Wang Lin couldn't help feeling terrified.

What these robbers did was really cruel!
The clown seemed to have expected this scene a long time ago, so he was not surprised or flustered at all, and was still watching the aerobics performance on the stage.

Wang Lin saw that the clown raised his watch and looked at the time.

Half an hour away, six minutes to go!
After the aerobics performance was over, the clown let Arnold off the stage, and slowly swept across the audience with playful eyes.

Wang Lin suddenly had a very bad premonition.

The next performer designated by the clown is likely to be the first hostage they want to kill!
He can only pray, don't choose himself!
Fortunately, the clown's hand pointed to the crowd on the left: "Mr. James, please come up."

The person he appointed this time was the director James who had a problem with Wang Lin!
James thought that he was the same as the previous artists, just performing on stage and nothing major would happen, so he walked onto the stage without fear and said, "Mr. Clown, I think you probably chose the wrong person. Because I can't dance and I can't sing."

The clown said: "Mr. James, I remember you made a movie called "The Golden Heist"? I remember correctly, right?"

James nodded in amazement: "Yes, Mr. Clown, please forgive me for calling you that, because I don't know your real name."

The clown said: "Please call me Mr. Clown, very good. At the end of your golden heist movie, all the robbers died?"

James snorted and scratched his forehead a little nervously: "This? Mine is a movie, the script was written by the screenwriter, and I just filmed it. That movie is a long time ago, and I have forgotten what it was about. Jie Did the bandits die in the end? I forgot."

The clown said: "Then tell me now, will we die?"

"This, this, this?" James broke out in a cold sweat, "I don't know, I don't know."

The clown said: "Hey, Mr. James, five years ago, when you were filming a movie in California, you had a good time with a beautiful female student, do you remember?"

"I don't remember, no, there is no such thing." James reacted quickly and immediately denied it.

"You don't remember? Oh, yes, I don't know how many women you have played with every year. Of course you don't remember. Let me remind you!"

The clown was talking, as if juggling, he grabbed the air with his right hand, and there was an extra photo in his hand.

He handed the photo to James.

"Do you remember this girl?" The clown asked sternly.

"No, I don't know." James insisted.

The clown said: "After she was bullied by you, she couldn't bear the humiliation and committed suicide by jumping off the building. Haven't you read the news?"

"I really don't know, and I don't know her either. Mr. Clown, you must have identified the wrong person."

"Mr. James, you don't want to admit the mistakes you made? Don't you have any regrets in your heart?"

"Why should I admit to something I haven't done?"

The clown suddenly seemed to be juggling again, grabbed the air, and got another photo in his hand.

When James saw this photo, his expression changed suddenly, as if he was terrified by seeing a ghost.

The clown said in a stern voice: "Five years ago, this little girl came to your hotel room to interview for a role. You used her ignorance to deceive and bully her. This is the photo taken by your subordinates when you bullied her." .”

James said: "It's impossible, it's impossible! Who took the picture? It's not me, someone is framing me!"

The clown raised his right hand holding the photo, and punched James hard in the face.

puff!
Two of James' teeth were directly knocked out.

What a ruthless punch!
The clown said angrily, "Don't you have any regrets?"

James couldn't help but took two steps back, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his hand, and said in pain, "You, who are you? Who is this girl?"

The clown laughed loudly, but there was a cry in the laugh: "Who is she? She is mine—"

He didn't go on talking, and hit James in the chin with another fierce uppercut.

James was dizzy, unable to stand upright, and slumped directly on the ground.

The clown kicked hard and kicked James in the stomach.

James had no power to fight back, and screamed like a pig in pain.

The clown is like a butcher killing a pig, and like a hunter treating his prey. He is merciless and wants to kill James every time.

Everyone watched this scene silently, and no one dared to speak out to stop the killing from happening.

Don't say that James is a sinner, even if he is not, who dares to say no when Mr. Clown wants to kill the hostages?
Deng Lijun couldn't bear to look directly at it, she lowered her head and buried it in Wang Lin's arms, her hand tightly grasped Wang Lin's hand, her body was trembling slightly.

Wang Lin caressed her back, unable to say words of comfort.

The clown uttered a cry, and concentrated all his strength on his toes, and the pair of expensive-looking leather shoes ruthlessly kicked James on the neck.

There was a slight fracture sound.

James' cervical spine was kicked off, his head was tilted to one side, blood was spitting out of his mouth, his eyes were weakly opened, and his pupils slowly dilated.

The wonderful world and the colorful city gradually became blurred and darkened in his eyes until they disappeared completely.

The subordinate stretched out his hand, checked James' breath, and said, "He's dead."

The clown raised his wrist to look at his watch and said, "Exactly! Throw him out!"

When his subordinates were processing James' body, the clown picked up the police walkie-talkie and turned on the call button: "Half an hour is up, where is the money I need?"

"We are still raising funds, please give us a little more time." A perfunctory voice came from the intercom.

"If you don't think there are enough people dead, I can give you another ten minutes. Oh, yes, I promised you, the first hostage has been sent out, please accept it! By the way, please Remember, if my request is not met this time, every ten minutes, I will kill a hostage."

At this time, the gate opened and the two robbers threw James' body out.

The snipers arranged by the police on the opposite building were ready, aiming at the two robbers at the gate.

However, no one gave the order to kill the two robbers.

Because once a shot is fired, it will only lead to crazier revenge.

The door closed again.

Many media reporters gathered outside the door. Some people wanted to snap a photo of James' body, but were stopped by the police.

The police expelled all the media reporters outside the cordon on the grounds that the robbers had guns and were very vicious, and that citizens should not be allowed to approach.

Two policemen stepped forward and dragged James' body away.

The police's first operation ended in failure, and they are nervously formulating a second rescue operation.

Someone brought the architectural drawings of the library, which clearly marked the location of all the pipes, underground passages, darkrooms, and houses.

The police planned to divide the troops into two groups, sending one team to sneak in through the sewer, and the other team to sneak in through the ventilation duct. One team dealt with the robbers on the first floor, and the other team dealt with the robbers upstairs.

Such a plan was opposed on the spot, saying that it was ignoring the safety of the hostages!

If the operation fails and the robbers are annoyed, or if important hostages are killed or injured during the battle, no one can bear the responsibility.

Ultimately, this course of action was abandoned.

But 30 billion US dollars, where to raise money in a hurry?

The request made by the robbers is simply an impossible task.

Time is passing by every minute and every second.

Only half of the ten minutes given by the robbers was left.

The police haven't made up their minds yet.

And in the library, the clown's finger pointed at a person again.

This is a middle-aged man in a suit and tie.

The Joker calls him "Jessie Lawyer."

Needless to say, a lawyer who can participate in a party of this level has a high status.

I don't know why, when the clown pointed at him and asked him to go on stage, Jesses turned pale with fright.

The two gangsters dragged Jesses onto the stage abruptly.

The clown pointed at Jesses and said, "Five years ago, you were the one who defended James and let him be acquitted. I remember correctly, right?"

Wang Lin and the others suddenly realized.

That's it!

So, is the Joker here to settle old scores?
Needless to say, the clown has figured out a way to gather all the people involved in the girl's jumping case here.And these people will die miserably tonight!
Jesses didn't argue, he just knelt down on the ground and began to repent tearfully.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Jesse might be a good actor if he didn't become a lawyer and went to Hollywood to develop, "It's not my fault, James gave me a lot of money and asked me to defend him .I'm just a lawyer and it's my job to defend people."

The clown said coldly: "Really? Responsibilities? In order to make money, you can defend the bad guys, call the black as white, and the guilty as innocent?"

"I, I was wrong—" Jesses decided to give up the unnecessary struggle and use the most humble words to save his life.

The clown took out a gun and put it on Jesse's forehead.

Before the gunshot, Jesses trembled and fell limply to the ground.

The clown didn't let him go.

With a bang, the gun went off.

Jesses had a bullet hole on his forehead, and after a while, blood flowed out of it.

The clown looked at the time and said, "Ten minutes are up, give them the hostages!"

This time, the clown didn't even turn on the walkie-talkie. He no longer had the patience to communicate with the police.

Jesses' body was thrown outside the door like a dead wild dog.

The NYPD is pissed off!
The leader in charge of the case, with his hands on his hips, pointed at the library angrily: "I don't care what method you use, immediately rescue all the hostages! No more deaths!"

"Unless the robber's conditions are met, that is, $30 billion must be paid." The subordinate reminded softly, "It's too difficult."

The police decided to get in touch with the inside by shouting.

The robbers are looking for money, so they shouldn't kill hostages indiscriminately, right?
After a call, the clown finally picked up the walkie-talkie.

"What about money? What I want is money! Without money, there is no need to continue talking! Every ten minutes, I will kill a hostage. In an hour, I will only kill six hostages. There are six hundred hostages here, right? Enough I've been killing for a hundred hours." The clown's words were cold and heartless.

The police broke out in a cold sweat!
"30 billion US dollars is too much, and it is difficult for us to raise money in a hurry." The police proposed that the robbers should reduce the amount of money, or relax the time limit, and give them two days to raise money.

The clown didn't give them too much time, he still said the same thing: "One hostage in ten minutes, you can rest assured, I will keep Concubine Dai until the end."

When Wang Lin and the others heard this, they all trembled at the clown's cold-bloodedness.

How to do?
This New York police is too incompetent!

The hostages cannot be rescued, and so much money cannot be raised!
This is an impasse, and a dead end.

Wang Lin and the others can't sit still, can they?

You have to find ways to save yourself, right?

Not to mention two days, just a few hours, it is estimated that Wang Lin and Uncle Zhong could be killed.

After all, their reputation is not great, and it doesn't matter if they are killed.

Uncle Zhong also realized this, and said in a low voice, "Mr. Wang, we have to find a way to save ourselves."

Wang Lin suppressed his voice and said, "Don't mess around. They are all from the top, bottom, left, and right."

Uncle Zhong said: "What I have to do is to escape their sight first, as long as I can avoid them, I will have a way to kill them one by one."

Wang Lin glanced left and right, and found that the number of robbers on the first floor was the least.

There were twelve robbers on the guardrail on the second floor, and twelve AKs were aimed at the hostages downstairs.

How many robbers are there on the third floor?Wang Lin couldn't estimate it.

He quickly counted the robbers on the first floor. There were two standing on the stairs on both sides, four on the stage, and the clown, a total of seven people.

Also, are there any robbers in other places?For example, important places such as power distribution room and security room.

Wang Lin whispered: "Uncle Zhong, this is too risky. There are too many of them."

Uncle Zhong said, "I act in camera."

Wang Lindao: "Safety first!"

At this time, the negotiations between the police and the clown are no longer stalemate.

The clown lowered his demands.

"One billion dollars, no less! I'll give you one hour! Don't fool me!" The clown snapped, "Also, I want three helicopters and five cars! Helicopters and cars should be placed in specific locations. Where, I will give you the location again."

The clown took out a piece of paper and made a request to the other party according to the address written on it.

The strange thing is that the three helicopters they requested actually had to stop at three different places in New York City, two of which were very far from Fifth Avenue!
Nobody knows what the clown is up to!