The Close Special Soldier

Murong Bingyun immediately alerted, she believed Zhao Yang's words, his strength is too much stronger than her, he said there is danger, then nine times out of ten will not be wrong.

"Where is it?"

"I don't know yet." Zhao Yang said and got up from his chair. "I'll go to find my friend."

Fortunately, Zhao Yang's seat is the last row. So he stood up and didn't affect anyone else.

Or in the position of Tang Yuhan sitting on the side, Zhao Yang went to her side, squatted down, whispered to her: "follow me."

At this time, a Middle Eastern looking man suddenly jumped up from under the booth. With a smile on his face, he went to the third side of the auctioneer and grabbed the microphone in his hand.

"Good evening, ladies and gentlemen." The Middle East man has a big beard. His beard is curly and very thick. You can see that he is from the Middle East.

The auctioneer reacted after a pause on the stage and yelled at the Middle East man angrily: "who are you? Hurry down

Seeing that the Middle Eastern man ignored himself with a smile on his face, the auctioneer yelled at the audience: "security guard!"

Bang!

The Middle East man did not know where to turn out a pistol and shot the auctioneer in the head. The bullet went through the auctioneer's head and spattered a wisp of blood in the air. Then the auctioneer fell to the ground in full view of the public.

The rich were stunned for a few seconds. The scene was still. Things happened so suddenly that everyone didn't react.

Zhao Yang, on the other hand, because of his intuition, foresaw the existence of danger a little bit in advance. When the Middle East man shot, he pulled Tang Yuhan to walk quickly behind.

Then the scene was in chaos. The rich and their female companions screamed one after another. The first reaction to the danger was to run away, so hundreds of people on the scene naturally scattered and wanted to escape.

Taking advantage of the chaos, Zhao Yang pulls Tang Yuhan, who is already at a loss, to one of the passageways.

Just as he and Tang Yuhan had just run to the place five meters away from the aisle, a group of fully armed people suddenly emerged from each aisle, holding guns in their hands and shooting at the ceiling.

This makes everyone on the scene instinctively squat or lie on the ground.

"Oh, honey, please don't try to run away, because I've contracted here tonight. If you want to live, you'd better stay here and don't move, otherwise, the gun in my hand will let you know the end of disobedience." The Middle East man held up the microphone and said to hundreds of rich people under the stage.

Zhao Yang squats on the ground and protects Tang Yuhan in his arms. He comforts Tang Yuhan, who has been scared and pale, softly: "it's OK. I'm here. Don't be afraid."

Murong Bingyun is next to Zhao Yang. Listening to Zhao Yang's tenderness to Tang Yuhan, he feels uncomfortable for no reason.

But soon she drove away the bad mood and began to observe the surrounding environment.

Tang Yuhan met this situation for the first time. She was scared out of her wits. She leaned tightly against Zhao Yang's arms and was still shivering. It can be seen how much influence this incident had on her.

"Oh! Let me have a good look, wow! I didn't expect that there should be so many rich people in China. It's really wonderful. It seems that tonight is destined to be a good harvest night. " The Middle East man held up the microphone and said to the audience in English.

They all squatted on the ground one by one with a look of panic. Some women began to cry quietly because they were afraid of the robbers. Most of them covered their mouths with their hands and held back the cry. They looked very pitiful.

"Donny, are you done with that?" The Middle East man asked to a man with reddish brown hair standing in the northeast corner.

"Oh, Johnson, you don't have to worry about the things that are handed over to me. The power supply of the elevator has been cut off by me, and the network signal here has been blocked. All people want to call for help. That's what happens in a dream."

"Well, this evening is our Carnival day. So many rich people, so many jewels, after tonight, we will become real rich people. " Johnson said with an excited smile.

"Do you hear me? This place has been completely surrounded by us. Tonight, I am your master, and you are my slaves. Ha ha Johnson said excitedly.

With a frown, Zhao Yang called out his bad luck in his heart. It is obvious that the other party is well prepared this time.

The hateful thing is that when he came in just now, he had to go through the security check. He handed in several throwing knives he carried with him. That is to say, he now has no weapons on his body.

Zhao Yang whispered to Murong Bingyun and said, "where's your gun?" If she had a gun, it would be easy.

But Murong Bingyun's response to shaking his head made Zhao Yang frown again. It seems that I was taken away from the security check when I came in. Because she is a member of Murong family, the organizer didn't call the police about what happened in front of the hotel."Johnson, I think we should take away these auction items as soon as possible and transfer them as soon as possible." Said Downey, pointing to the dozens of items on the stage separated by glass.

Johnson smiles and doesn't respond to Downey. He raises his pistol and fires a shot at one of the auction items. With a loud click, the bullet hits the glass outside the auction item and sparks. Then the bullet is refracted and bounced into the crowd, hitting one of the men's arms. His arm immediately oozes a blood. It's tight Then he let out a cry and fell to the ground in horror.

For the man who was hit by the bullet, Johnson just looked at him, and his face was very cold. He shrugged at Downey and said, "Downey, you can see now that the glass outside these auction items is bulletproof glass, which can't be broken with a gun."

"Oh, damn chinese, when did their technology become so good?" Donny gave a cursing. Then he asked Johnson, "Johnson, what are we going to do now?"

Johnson said to Downey, "these auction items must be taken away, but we can let the organizer tell us the password."

"Oh, Johnson, now that you have a plan, let's do it according to what you said. Our cooperation has been very happy all the time. I hope it will be the same this time."

During the conversation, Zhao Yang lowered his head and carefully observed the whole banquet hall. The Grand Ballroom has four doors, each of which leads directly to the outside.

Zhao Yang is located on the side of this gate in the northwest corner. There are three robbers here. The other three gates also guard the three robbers. They are all Middle Eastern Arabs. And there were 13 people standing in the banquet hall, plus Johnson and Downey, a total of 27 robbers.

Every armed robber has a weapon in his hand, while Zhao Yang and Murong Bingyun are unarmed. No matter how powerful their Kung Fu is, they can't be their opponents.

Zhao Yang whispered to Murong Bingyun and said, "we'll kill the three robbers of this door together, and then flee from this door. Are you sure?"

Murong Bingyun nods, and then looks at Tang Yuhan. Her meaning is already very obvious, that is to say, it is difficult for them to rush out of this door with Tang Yuhan.

"I'll take charge of her. You take charge of the one on the right, and I'll take charge of the two on the left. After killing them, you don't have to worry about anything. Let's rush out first." Zhao Yang delivered his ideas decisively.

Zhao Yang said that he was afraid of beating Tang Yuhan in a daze. When she came back, he whispered to her and said, "Yuhan, listen to me, I will kill the three robbers in front with Murong Bingyun later. You squat here and wait for my notice. I'll run inside the door as hard as I can. No matter what happens, don't look back, keep running and follow me Run with Murong Bingyun, you know? "

Although Tang Yuhan has come back to her mind, she is still in a free state. She looks at Zhao Yang blankly, and her panic takes over her thinking. At this time, she can't think at all.

Zhao Yang holds her hand, shakes her arm, and stares into her eyes. There is a sense of warmth and security in his eyes, which is introduced into Tang Yuhan's eyes and brings her warmth and security. Soon, Tang Yuhan reacted from the free state.

Zhao Yang repeated it to her. Tang Yuhan took a deep breath and nodded. Her face turned red. It was obvious that she was in an extremely nervous and excited state at this time.

Time doesn't wait. Zhao Yang and Murong Bingyun look at each other, and then they have a murderous look in their eyes. Almost at the same time, their bodies look like leopards and rush to the three robbers in the northwest gate.

The strength of special combat team members should not be underestimated. The strength of Zhao Yang and Murong Bingyun is not comparable to that of ordinary people.

Just in the blink of an eye, they had rushed to the three robbers at the northwest gate. Zhao Yang was half a step faster than Murong Bingyun. Relying on his inertia, his right hand banged at the heart of a man on his right side. With a bang, the other side's body flew backward.

Zhao Yang turned around and elbowed the other robber's neck with his left hand. With a click, the robber's neck was interrupted by Zhao Yang.

Between lightning and flint, Zhao Yang snatched the robber's small machine gun, and then hid behind him. When the other robbers were about to react, he shot at the banquet hall.

"Run!" Zhao Yang shouts at Tang Yuhan as he shoots