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Lu Han couldn't stand still.

In fact, Lu Han didn't want to care about this matter from the bottom of his heart.

After all, this matter is too strange, a seemingly ordinary robbery incident, but it involves a lot of desperadoes!

Suicide robbery?How could this terrorist attack originating from the Middle East happen in China? ?And...how Thais mix with Afghans again, all of this is too weird.

Ignoring the sniper lying on the ground, he quickly walked towards the window, from which he could just see the jewelry store, but the roof was covered with black rubber, so he couldn't see anything.

Now it seems that their purpose is not to rob money, but to take hostages!

Looking down, he let out a heavy breath, he wanted to go, it was just a thought.

But is it okay?

Although he has already been expelled from the military and received the most serious punishment, but in the face of such a situation, he really can't pretend that nothing happened. He is a soldier, or used to be a soldier, although his military status is gone, But the quality of the soldier is still there, let him watch someone die in front of his eyes, he can't do it!

In the end, he sighed heavily, put all these thoughts aside, quickly untied the rope from the nearby cargo, and then firmly tied the sniper who had fainted to the ground. The movement was quick and it only took less than half a minute.

After doing this, Lu Han touched him again, trying to find some light weapons, and finally found a dagger on his ankle. He was overjoyed, and hurriedly stuffed it into his cuff.

Immediately afterwards, he took out his mobile phone and called the police.

A cold and blunt voice came from the receiver: "Hello, Dongdu police station reception desk."

Lu Han quickly said: "Several gangsters robbed the jewelry store of Zhou Dasheng on the sixth floor of Yinfu Shopping Center in the new district. The number of hostages is unknown. The weapons are known to be German MSG90 sniper rifles. The sniper is hidden on the eighth floor and has been subdued!"

Seeing what Lu Han said was so sophisticated, the policewoman at the police station was taken aback. At first she thought it was a prank, but she didn't dare to ignore it, so she asked tentatively, "Are you a policeman?"

"Beep——" There was a busy tone in the receiver, and the policewoman at the police station thought it over and over again, this is not a trivial matter, and immediately contacted the Criminal Police Brigade...

Staring at the jewelry store below, Lu Han's breathing gradually stabilized, he frowned, his eyes were ruthless, his arms moved randomly, and there was a crackling sound of bone exploding like firecrackers. At this moment, all the functions of his body An unprecedented balance has been achieved. At this time, he still doesn't look like a lazy ruffian. This sudden hijacking incident has brought him back to the bloody days of fighting and licking blood on the knife edge.

"Lu Han, serial number 51318, the 692nd mission, starting now."

After murmuring something, Lu Han's pupils shrank suddenly, his legs turned like turbines, and he rushed downstairs at a speed that would make those Olympic [-]-meter champions feel ashamed.

Waiting for the police to come to rescue is obviously unrealistic. Who knows if those terrorists will suddenly get upset and kill a few hostages for fun. , he couldn't do it.

After going down to the fifth floor, Lu Han quickly walked to the door of the jewelry store and pushed it lightly, but the door didn't move at all, it seemed that it was locked inside.

From time to time, there would be begging sounds from inside, very softly, and those cursing in broken Chinese wanted to hammer Lu Han's heart hard.

"Damn it, if you make any more noise, I will kill you now!!" It was still the Afghan who spoke, and immediately after that, there was a sound of pulling the bolt of the gun, which was extremely ear-piercing, and the pleading for mercy changed into a mournful cry, which was suppressed from his throat.

"Chirp!"

There was a muffled sound of bullets being fired from the silencer, and there was no sound in the room. After a few seconds, there were a few women's weeping sounds, very depressing.

Lu Han was shocked.

This bastard would shoot directly without any hesitation, such a ruthless person is definitely a desperado!The muscles all over his body couldn't help but tense tightly, trying his best to control the urge to rush in and start a killing spree.

Taking a deep breath, Lu Han suppressed his anger. He was so bold, he suddenly reached out and knocked on the glass door violently, and shouted: "What door is closed in broad daylight? Open the door! I am in a hurry to buy a necklace for my daughter-in-law Well, open the door quickly!"

The air froze in an instant, and Lu Han could feel that after he finished speaking, all the movement in the room disappeared, and there was a deathly silence, not even crying.

His heart also rose to his throat. In fact, he was also betting that this group of people would not dare to ignore him.

"Open the door! I know there are people inside. If you don't open the door, I'll go downstairs and complain to you!" Lu Han was still making loud noises, louder than before. At the same time, his sensitive hearing was always paying attention to the troubles inside.

After about ten seconds, someone finally moved inside, and there were two people, their footsteps were light and heavy, and it seemed that one of them should be a robber.

Lu Han quickly lit a cigarette, not because he was nervous, but because he tried to make himself look more natural.

The door rang, and every sound made Lu Han's heart jump violently. He quickly took a deep breath of the cigarette, and under the pungent smoke, his tense emotions were relieved a little.

The door finally opened, but it was only a gap, and a crying woman leaned sideways, who should be the clerk here.

"Excuse me sir, we are closed today, please come back another day."

The woman's expression was unnatural, and there was a hint of pleading and fear in her eyes. Don't think about it, someone must be aiming at her with a gun.

However, Lu Han pretended not to see it, took a puff of cigarette carelessly, and cursed: "Fuck, what kind of door is closed in broad daylight! It's okay! I'll buy a necklace with my girlfriend, and it will be soon!" After finishing speaking, Without waiting for the woman to react, he squeezed his body and quickly entered the store.

As soon as I entered, I was the first to see a pool of red blood on the ground. A man was shot in the head and died immediately. Red and white filth was everywhere.

There were nine hostages in total, three shop assistants and six customers, all looking at him in horror and helplessness at the moment.

Just as he was trying to find traces of the Afghan bandits, suddenly, a black gun head was pressed against his temple. This is the kind of threat that Lu Han hates the most. His temples are naturally extremely sensitive, and they usually feel itchy when there is a slight disturbance. Now being blocked by a gun, one can imagine how bad that feeling is.

Resisting the thought of throwing the gangster down with a slap in the face, Lu Han pretended to be panicked, and lay on the ground with his legs limp, trembling violently, begging for mercy.

"Please...please, please...please don't kill me, I...please..." Lu Han's acting skills are absolutely top-notch, with that miserable expression, pitiful crying, and trembling legs, There is reason to believe that he is a coward who bullies the weak and fears the hard.

"Fuck!" The Afghan slammed Lu Han's back hard with the butt of his gun, his neck hurt, and he quickly lay down. He knew that the gangsters were in a very unstable mood now, and he must not easily provoke them.

He smashed it hard again, seeing that Lu Han was already trembling and motionless, the Afghan man let out a breath of anger, and spat fiercely in broken English: "Useless fuck!"

Lu Han's chest once again burst into anger. As a soldier, he has a particularly strong sense of loyalty to the motherland. Even if he was expelled from the army, he has never changed. Now, he is actually being scolded in front of his face. Naturally, it is difficult to calm down his anger .

Hold!It's useless to dare to scold the Chinese, you will be the first to do it later!

Lu Han was kicked twice by the Afghan again. He curled up and was tremblingly supported by the clerk just now to the bottom of the wall. Lu Han nodded gratefully to her, and then he looked at every detail in the room carefully. a corner.

There are three gangsters in total. The Afghan is holding an Aug assault rifle. This gun is made in Austria. It is powerful and suitable for medium and long-range sniping. The other two gangsters are holding an M16A1 rifle and a G36 rifle respectively. The firepower is not bad. powerful!

Lu Han suddenly felt that it was too reckless for him to only hold a small dagger. Compared with the opponent's firepower, he was like a child, who could kill himself with a single shot. Wanting to get a Type 67 pistol has become a luxury.

The smell of blood permeating the air makes people sick. The corpse of the man in front of him is hideous and terrifying. The unwillingness in his eyes seems to be crying to everyone. The whole room is filled with depression and compassion, just like a Jewish concentration camp. Everyone is dying. Waiting helplessly amid the threats.

Licking his chapped and bitter lips, he found that the six women among the hostages were basically famous ladies. The corner was motionless.On the contrary, the clerk who opened the door for him just now was quite courageous, and was still comforting other frightened customers. Lu Han gave her a reassuring look, and then looked around.

Just one meter away, a bloody dead body was shot in the head, and the white slurry spurted all over the ground. The scene was bloody and outrageous.

At this moment, the three gangsters gathered together, arguing loudly in Thai. Lu Han hurriedly put his mind away and listened carefully.

"Damn, I told you not to do anything here, but you didn't listen, how can you get out now??" The person who spoke was a burly man with fair skin, he looked a bit like a Russian, High nose bridge, deep eye sockets, broken English with a thick Russian accent.

"Keep your voice down!!" The man holding the m16a1 rifle was a thin man from Thailand. He looked very much like a person from an African refugee camp, but the evil spirit flashed in his eyes, which was extremely frightening.

The Thai thought for a while and said, "It's really not possible, let's kill all these people."

The Afghan looks about 50 to [-] years old, with a white turban wrapped around his head and a grizzled beard. He looks quite kind, but his eyes are full of fierceness. After hearing the quarrel between the two, he tightly Frowning his eyebrows, he seemed to be in a bad mood.

"If you want to do it quickly." After hesitating for a while, he expressed his thoughts.

Lu Han's brain raced rapidly. Damn, he said murder so lightly, so cruel, he should be a habitual offender.

What puzzled him the most was that the three gangsters came from three countries, Afghanistan, Russia, and Thailand. What kind of organization could organize them?

Suddenly at this time, there was a sound of orderly and fragmented footsteps outside, accompanied by the harsh sound of various guns stepping up, Lu Han was overjoyed!

The police are here!