Inspirational life

Chapter 189 The One Who Stands Out

The clown looked at Zhang Jingyao and the others in front of him as if admiring a work of art, then turned his head, looked at the audience, and bowed, "This is the end of today's game, we are leaving now... Thank you for your cooperation in the performance ..."

The clown's face is covered with thick oil paint, his voice is erratic and elusive, and his figure is about 1.7 meters eight, not strong, but it can be seen that he does not look old, but because of the oil paint on his face , but its age and appearance cannot be judged.

He bowed to the crowd now, like an actor about to take a curtain call.

He regards these as performances, but it is a symphony composed of real blood, gunfire and killing.

Hearing what he said, many people in the auditorium began to sob, it seemed that the pressure had reached the limit, and now they suddenly relaxed, and they couldn't control their physiological reactions.Some people felt a sense of emptiness in their hearts and beamed with joy.Some people with deeper city government are worried.

Sure enough, the clown bowed and stood up, and then said, "Oh, by the way, in order to reach the final agreement and ensure that your people can keep their promises, you need to invite some special guests to come with us, don't worry, this is a VIP seat, it is the last ticket..."

He tapped his head, "Sorry, sorry, it seems unlucky to say that, it might scare people! No, no, no, this is your last happy time with my clown, it's my happy time with you, so now, is there any People are willing to take the last journey with us?"

He turned to the audience, with a headset on his collar, and his words were echoed in the venue along with the loudspeaker equipment in the audience.

The audience was silent.

He stared at the auditorium for a long time, and found that no one seemed to respond. He rested his hand on his chin, as if he was thinking about why no one signed up. When he remembered something, he quickly waved a finger and said, "That's right, I forgot Having said that... the agreement reached with the other side is that we can take away up to seven people, seven places, everyone is eager to sign up."

He waited a while longer, but no one responded.

The clown stepped forward and came to a player squatting on the ground on the left, tilting his head to look at him, "Didn't I understand?"

The man held his head under the muzzle of the rifle next to him, raised his head, his chest heaved, his lips trembled, "No..."

"Then why don't you sign up?" After the clown finished speaking, he put a pistol in his hand against the opponent's chin and pulled the trigger. With the sound of the gunshot, red and yellow splashed out and stained his face, making his face covered with oil paint. The colors are richer.But that once comical face now had a horror that seemed not to belong to a creature understood.

Many people trembled, and the people around the contestant were all frightened to the point of physical convulsions and tremors.

Then the clown walked towards the rear with a gun in his hand. In the third row from the bottom, there was another gunshot, and another person fell down.

"Do you think he died just now, and those who hide behind and stay away from me can not respond?" The clown's mouth parted, "I always pay attention to fairness. If one dies in the front, the other must die in the back."

He lowered his head again and looked at the person on the seat next to him. Following his gaze, that person's body began to tremble, as if he had already predicted his own fate.

"Why didn't you answer me?"

His voice fluttered again, and the man "Woooooo!" shook his shoulders and began to cry.

At this time, even Lin Jianlan and Jiang Hongzong, who were the ten chiefs on the field, were really moved by it. Facing the existence of the Clown Ash Organization and such ferocious terrorists, no one is not afraid of death, let alone they are at close range Having experienced the tricks of clowns, when Cheng Sidao and Tian Yunhao opened their coats, revealing that they were wearing nothing underneath, and the two people who were strapped with plastic bombs throughout the space, they pressed the button without hesitation, and the blast killed everyone in the room except Jiang Hongzong and Lin Jianlan are all senior officials of the competition committee.It was probably the first time for the two of them to feel such a violent method, such a terrible experience.

Even the top ten chiefs have never experienced it.

The ten chiefs represent their force, realm of practice, and qualifications.But these do not represent the ability to confront and fight terrorists.

The clown explained to them what is called a terrorist attack and what is called a terrorist organization.

"I sign up! I will be your hostage!"

Jiang Hongzong and Lin Jianlan looked up, and it was Liu Meng who spoke and raised his hand.

The sound made the clowns in the back row stop their movements, raised their heads, and looked at Liu Meng.

The clown was finally happy and not so depressed. He lifted the pistol guard with his index finger, bounced to the front court, stepped forward and patted Liu Meng's shoulder, seemingly very satisfied and happy, "It's you! It's you, Not bad, it seems that you really want to spend the last happy time with me..."

Without warning, he turned his head and scanned the audience, "Is there anyone else?"

Under his gaze, Jiang Hongzong's eyes were full of anger before, but now he involuntarily moved them and turned his eyes away.Cheng Sidao blew himself up at close range, and Jiang Hongzong was seriously injured by means of his means. Now he is forcibly relying on his cultivation to suppress the injury, but fear has already been planted in his heart.

Lin Jianlan pursed her lips and said nothing.

"Then I'll call the roll call!" The clown said, "Everyone is not active enough!"

"You, you, you!" The clown casually pointed towards the auditorium, and armed personnel went up and dragged out the person he pointed at.

Pulled several in one go.

The person who was pulled out didn't resist, even if he cried, he almost bit his lower lip and cried tightly.They didn't dare to make a sound at all now, for fear that if something was wrong, they would touch the clown's scales.

"Six, one more..." The clown looked around slowly.

In front of Zhang Jingyao, Zhang Jingyao raised his hand, "I sign up."

At that moment, many people in the auditorium looked up at Zhang Jingyao who was speaking.

There was a trace of regret and shame in Jiang Hongzong's eyes.

Lin Jianlan stared at Zhang Jingyao in astonishment.

In front of the monitoring screen of the satellite car, Li Junyi's voice came, "Is he really messing around! This kid really thinks of himself as a member of the Harm Prevention Bureau? Who the hell are you! You give me [-] odd jobs every day!" Do this kind of work!?"

Song Qiu was extremely shocked, and looked at Li Junyi with some regret, "Did we kill him?"

Yes, no one would take the initiative to express their willingness to be a hostage of Ash Organization.Because from this moment on, no one can guarantee whether the Ash Group will kill the hostages in the end.Because after the Ashes organization withdraws from the controlled venue, the officials will release their core character, Hera, to return to freedom.Once they return to freedom, the Ashes will no longer be restrained. At that time, can they keep their promise and release the last hostage?
Liu Meng stood up because behind him was Jiu Chu.And the courage of the whole struggle he showed is also impressive. People know that he is a veteran and that he is fulfilling his promise.

Liu Meng's willingness to be a hostage is understandable and admirable. A hero is someone like him.Every time a disaster happens, if there is someone who will come out to take the lead, Liu Meng is such a person.

However... it shouldn't be Zhang Jingyao.

At this time, there are so many security guards, the chairman of the competition committee, and so many staff...

But it was only a high school student who stood up.

(End of this chapter)