After Becoming a Little |

Of course, the appearance is still to be done, but at this time, who would go to find out that a gunshot killed someone?The auction site has long been littered with corpses. Those colleagues from the dark world who were hiding in the crowd and wanted to fish in troubled waters were caught and slaughtered by the masked man.

"boom--"

There was a gunshot from behind the screen in the trading area, and a moment later, the pale rich man on the left came out, as if he had lost his soul, and sat on the row of chairs where the transaction was completed. There were already several auction winners sitting here. According to the agreement, they will be released afterwards.

Someone came out from behind the masked man and whispered something in his ear.

"We don't have much time. Now you lead people to storm the top three floors, and those three people must be caught no matter what." He glanced at a figure in the crowd, pondered for a moment and then looked at his watch. Whispered to the team leader: "Go and tell those who are resisting, as long as they hand over those three people, we promise to leave immediately... Human nature is such a bad thing, facing an enemy that is completely invincible, they will compromise .”

"I understand."

He watched the little leader who went out, straightened the bow tie of his suit, smiled and raised his gavel to the more than 500 people who were forced to sit in the entire venue.

"Then let's move on to the next auction! It's a long night—"

PS1: I didn't study Hamburg today, because the new mobile phone was delivered, and instead studied the new mobile phone

PS2: continue tomorrow

221 0220-It turns out to be a sinister M treacherous J

Poseidon · 18 floors

The bodyguards of the billionaires confronted a group of metal monsters across the long corridor.

The metal monsters didn't seem to be eager to attack the end of the corridor, they just stood there, erected the thick and cold heavy machine guns, and firmly entrenched at the stairs.

At the end of the corridor, there is a simple line of defense built by a group of bodyguards and ship security personnel using various tables, chairs and bedding—they never dreamed of such a scene in their dreams, so naturally they have no way to prepare for it. That's all it seems to do.

Further inside are various luxurious inner halls on the 18th floor. There are nearly 2000 people crowded in these inner halls, each of which is as big as a basketball court. on site.

It's not that no one tried to rush out, but so far, all those who tried have fallen in the corridor, and their blood even dyed the carpet in the corridor a sticky dark red.

Mrs. Song stood on the edge of the high platform on the side of the inner hall, leaning on the railing and looking down, her face turned pale: "Youzi..."

"Ma'am, I'm here."

"This time, our Song family's reputation may suffer a lot... The reputation of the Song family's shipbuilding industry for decades may be ruined in one fell swoop."

Youzi thought for a while, she had nothing to say, she could only stand behind her with her head down and remain silent.

Since Daoist Wu Chen had already received the tip that there would be turmoil on the Sea God, did she ever think that the turmoil would be so intense?It's like being thrown into a war-torn area all of a sudden-too bad, thanks to the strength of the Republic, the people of the country have not heard of weapons for 50 years.

Most of the people on the Poseidon are people from the Republic, and the subsequent impact of this incident is definitely much more intense than the Song family expected.

"Is it worth it?" Mrs. Song asked without thinking, her knuckles turning white while pinching the railing: "Is this really worth it?"

Mrs. Song has no objection to using the Poseidon, which is worth more than tens of billions, as a battlefield. The Song family can afford the money, and she won't say anything even if the Poseidon sank entirely.

But every death on the ship would be a disaster for the Song family - but now there are already dozens of people lying down in the corridor outside, and there are hundreds of wounded.

"..." Yuko was about to speak, but her expression froze suddenly, she stretched out her hand and lifted her skirt to hold her thigh, her beautiful legs wrapped in suspenders were exposed, and the silver-gray revolver was tied to the outer holster of her thigh superior.

Six people came out from the corner, Yuko turned sideways and put down her skirt calmly, bowed slightly: "Mr. Ai, Mr. Jin."

Ai Rulong nodded: "Mrs. Song, Housekeeper Youzi, is there still no way to ask for help?"

"...No, the entire Poseidon has encountered communication shielding, and civilian communication equipment cannot receive signals at all, and the large maritime communication antenna used for external communication is on the bridge, and we can't reach it at all now."

Mrs. Song let out a sigh of relief, and pointed to the more than 200 passengers in the inner hall below: "The most troublesome thing is that these passengers have been injured by gunshot wounds. Although first aid can be given on board, it is still not an option to drag them on like this..."

Mr. Jin frowned: "The area where the Poseidon is now should still be on the high seas?"

Mrs. Song nodded: "Yes, and the weather outside is very bad. I suspect that until now, the outside world still doesn't know what happened to the Poseidon..."

The Poseidon has already anchored on the high seas. Even if someone finds that it is not moving, it is nothing more than feeling unwilling to set sail in stormy weather and want to rely on its huge displacement for a while.

Of course, the greater possibility is that there is no ship passing here at all...

All this happened on the Poseidon too fast and too planned, as if someone had already prepared countless times, and used the most straightforward way to forcibly smash all the defenses of the Poseidon. This feeling is simply like a fully armed adults abuse children.

Therefore, the situation has reached the current point, and the Poseidon does not even have a backbone.

The captain has never been seen, but Mrs. Song believes that he was dealt with by the other party at the very beginning compared to him being a boy.

Ai Rulong thought for a while: "Don't you find it strange?"

"Strange?" Mrs. Song's eyes flickered slightly, and she looked at him: "What's strange?"

"The other party is too stable..." Ai Rulong looked at his watch: "Until now, the other party obviously has equipment far superior to ours, but they still put on this siege posture, which is wrong."

Mr. Jin nodded: "No matter what kind of demands they have, being able to hijack the Poseidon with this level of elites can be said to be insane - it is impossible for such a guy to say that we, the biggest bargaining chip, just leave it alone. "

If there are political demands, then these thousands of tourists are what they need most.

And if it's for money, Mrs. Song, Mr. Jin, and Mr. Ai, these three combined can almost represent two-thirds of the wealth on the Poseidon.

So what are they waiting for?

In other words, what is their goal...

Bi Bei stood behind Ai Rulong. At this moment, he thought for a while, looked at Mrs. Song's butler Youzi, and sighed: "Miss Youzi, long time no see."

Everyone looked over in a little astonishment, and Ai Rulong looked back at his driver: "A Bei, do you know her?"

"Well, I had a relationship when I was young."

Mrs. Song shook her head slightly: "I'm really sorry for letting you two old friends meet at such an inappropriate time."

Bi Bei didn't say much, he just took out the gun from his pocket, checked it, and looked at Youzi: "Miss Youzi, have you not lost your ability over the years?"

Youzi narrowed his eyes slightly: "What are you going to do?"

"Before the other party has fully grasped the initiative, you and I will make a way out."

Bi Bei slightly opened his black suit, revealing the metallic army-green armor inside: "Maybe we only have this chance, but we have to try."

Ai Rulong frowned: "Abei, I trust your strength, but on the other side... tell me the truth, are you sure?"

Bi Bei thought for a while, then shook his head dejectedly: "Not at all, the opponent's tactical literacy is very high, and it seems that they are from the real battlefield. They should be mercenaries raised by some large organizations without permission. They are organized and disciplined. They are not ordinary stragglers, and in a sense they are no different from the regular army."

Even their individual equipment is a little better than that of the regular army.

Mrs. Song looked at Youzi, who nodded slightly to her.

Mrs. Song was about to say something, when suddenly the gunshots that had been silent for a long time rang out again, and the sound of fierce fighting suddenly came from the corridor.

After a while, someone shouted with a loudspeaker:

"We have only one request—"

Chapter 222 0221-The weakness of human nature (for "misaki" blade 3/3

Poseidon · 12 floors

Aliya frowned as she looked at the metal monsters that suddenly began to gather and went to the upper floor.

She didn't expect this kind of mobs to run around suddenly. The previous dungeon plan was stuck in the opposite position. This suddenly couldn't pull the hatred. Could it be because she had output too much before, which led to OT? ?

But even so, they should come to search for themselves, what are they doing upstairs.

Alicia looked at her watch, hesitated.

Now she and Xiaobai have no way to contact them. If they continue to attack the auction according to the original plan, then there is a high probability of success - after all, the other party has dispatched some mobs to leave.

But again, if they, the only main force, waste time to attack the auction, then it is very likely that those metal monsters will take advantage of this gap to kill on the top floor, and even because they lost their leader, there is no way to attack the auction. A hysterical vengeance over restraint.

"You're making wool..." Aliya frowned, chewing on the chicken wings bitterly: "Can't you kill people when I'm not here? You must let me see..."

She cast her extremely dangerous gaze downstairs, and the voice of the masked man could be faintly heard from the small hole, but her target was the macho man who was mingling in the crowd, not the masked man who thought he was the BOSS while wearing a mask.

Before opening the book, examine myself three times——

First, if you continue to kill him now, are you sure you can kill the hunk brother directly?

Have!

Second, if you continue to kill now, are you sure you won't implicate those innocent people around Brother Hunk?

...There is no restraint from Xiaobai and the others, so there is no.

Third, if we continue to kill now, is it the choice to maximize the benefits?

Obviously not, if the mobs gather together, it is the best choice to kill the boss directly, but if the mobs disperse, hijacking the boss in reverse becomes the optimal solution.

Take the emperor to make the princes, take the hunk brother to make the hunk.

So before that, you have to clear a wave of mobs, lest the opponent also get chips that can confront you.

Hijacking the Poseidon?Damn, you actually killed innocent cruise ships. Could it be that the Poseidon ship is not my wife after it is turned into a woman?

When I hack your men to death, I will come back and hijack you, and let you try the feeling of having a sword around your neck.

Aliya drank the happy water in a few sips, picked up the last chicken wing, got up, turned her head and ran upstairs.

……

……

"As long as you hand over three people, we will leave immediately!"

The loudspeaker in the corridor came out in blunt Mandarin, and the other party repeated it in English after a while.

The crowd began to commotion. Although they were placed in several inner halls, there were hundreds of people in each inner hall. Who is this bloody battle for?

"We are not lunatics, it is impossible to kill the entire ship, we are just doing it for money." The tone of the other party can even be said to be earnest, and he shouted: "We come one by one! There are only three people in total—only three One! The first one is the chairman of the Song Group, Ms. Nan Mengxi!"

The hustle and bustle in the inner hall gradually quieted down. After a while, someone turned their eyes back to Mrs. Song who was standing on the high loft corridor with an expressionless face.

Some people didn't know why, some people suddenly realized, and more people were asking each other in a panic about who 'Nan Mengxi' was and where she is now.

Mrs. Song lowered her head slightly, looked down at them, and said to the people around her in a low voice: "Mr. Ai, Mr. Jin, you leave here first, the other party must be looking for you next, there are so many people here, there are always people who know us Yes, there are many people with mixed eyes."

Mr. Jin's face was ugly: "I finally understand what they are waiting for. The Poseidon is so big, if they don't do this, they can't gather us all together...and once we find a place to hide, unless they put The entire Poseidon was sunk, otherwise it would have been impossible to catch us."

The most important thing here is Mrs. Song Nan Mengxi - as long as they are driven to a relatively concentrated place, in terms of their status and status, it is impossible for them to just squat and hide and seek, and they will always gather Find a way together, and even take the right to speak as a matter of course to become the backbone of everyone.

Someone below dodged his figure in the crowd, raised his face and pointed his fingers at Mrs. Song in the corridor, and shouted, "She is Nan Mengxi! Chairman of the Song Group!"