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- In just about ten minutes, Fox finished the emergency meeting. The heads of the subordinate departments took action separately. Together with the police, they must find the kidnapped hostage within two hours.
In fact, Fox also knows that terrorists have no integrity. But no matter what, people must be rescued, otherwise they won't even be able to protect the agents who defected, and no matter how big the benefits are, no one will do anything for them in the future. After all, you can make money, but you only have one life.
In an abandoned factory in the west of San Francisco, Liu Liankun looked at the bomb on his body. He was so nervous and fearful that he lost all energy. Just when he was desperate, a group of armed police officers ran in.
When Liu Liankun saw that the police had finally found him, his tense nerves suddenly relaxed a lot. His clothes were instantly soaked with sweat, and he felt much more energetic.
A middle-aged white man in a suit waved his hand, and the police officers behind him dispersed and began to be on guard.
A young white man and a bomb disposal expert in explosion-proof clothing came to Liu Liankun, then bent slightly and tore off the plastic tape on his mouth.
"Do you know the people who kidnapped you? Have you seen their faces? How many are there?"
The bomb disposal expert said dissatisfiedly: "Melody! You damn bastard, wait until I defuse the bomb before you ask. There is not much time left."
Melody said: "Noel, you nigger, this bomb is so complicated. If you can't dismantle it and blow it up, the clues will be cut off."
Noel shouted exaggeratedly: "Melody, you don't believe me, why did you ask me to come? You damn guy, no matter how complicated the bomb is, I have never missed it." After speaking, he squatted down and He looked carefully at the bomb tied to the chest of the bodyguard, and then shouted: "Damn bastard, look, look, we have been tricked, this is just an ordinary time bomb, not a liquid bomb at all." Then he reached out and pulled out the copper wire connecting the bomb to the glass tube.
Melody couldn't help but tremble when she saw Noel's movements. She was relieved that no explosion as she imagined happened.
Nowell took out a pair of iron pliers from the tool box: "This is very simple. There are three color connecting wires: red, yellow, and green. As long as you cut off the green copper wire, everything will be OK."
Melody said hurriedly: "Wait!" Then turned and left. He didn't want to stay here. If something went wrong, he would die miserably.
Nowell shrugged, looked at Melody standing in the distance and shouted: "You coward, can you cut it now?"
Melody nodded, her expression a little nervous, her eyes fixed on Nowell's hand holding the iron pliers.
"Click" The green copper wire was cut, and the timer stopped beating with a beep.
Nowell stood up, took off the riot helmet from his head, and walked towards Melody.
"Melody, I am the best bomb disposal expert. Look, I got it done so easily. You should apologize for your distrust of me just now."
At this time, Melody felt very relaxed. As long as she found clues about the terrorists in the Chinese, it would definitely be a great achievement, so she had no time to argue with Nowell.
"Okay, okay, I apologize for what I just said." Then he waved his hand and said, "Untie him." After that, he and Nowell walked out.
Several policemen quickly ran over and untied the rope that tied Liu Liankun, and suddenly the timer on the bomb beeped.
Nowell shouted: "Damn it, it's a delayed detonation." He jumped forward and lay there with his hands protecting his head.
Melody also reacted quickly, and almost at the same time, she lay there motionless like Nowell.
"Boom" The ground beneath them trembled, and a terrifying wave of air pushed them away a few meters. When everything calmed down, they stood up in embarrassment.
Melody¡¯s back was scorched black, and there was a burning pain. Nowell¡¯s eyes could spit out fire when he looked at her. Just now I was thinking about making a meritorious service, but now there is nothing with a loud noise. It's strange that I don't have any anger.
"Norwell! You son of a bitch, you nigger, aren't you sure of it? How could it explode?"
Nowell looked at the explosion scene in disbelief, with human body fragments scattered everywhere.
"God, the connection line between the bomb and the detonator is obviously cut, why does the detonator still delay detonation?"
Melody glanced at him coldly, and shouted angrily at the police officers who were still standing not far away: "What are you still doing standing there? Hurry and deal with the scene."
In an abandoned factory in the south of Washington, Fan Bingkun was tied to a stone pillar. He looked down at the bomb timer on his body that jumped little by little. His face had become pale and bloodless.??
"Woo" Fan Bingkun let out a miserable whine from his blocked mouth, and his body twisted wildly, trying to break free from the rope that tied him. But looking at the sloshing blue liquid, he didn't dare to move too much.
After a while, Fan Bingkun stopped struggling, shook his head and looked ahead desperately, shouting in his heart: "I really don't want to die, I haven't lived enough."
¡°Bah bang bang¡¡± At this moment, there was a heavy and chaotic sound of footsteps outside, and Fan Bingkun¡¯s dead gray eyes showed a glimmer of light.
"Bang" The dilapidated door of the factory was knocked open, and a group of heavily armed police officers ran in.
Fan Bingkun was in high spirits: "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
"Beep beep beep" The timer suddenly beeped, and Fan Bingkun's eyes that had just regained color were full of fear: "Woo woo woo"
And the police officers who ran over did not hesitate to turn over and throw themselves to the ground. It can be said that they were well-trained.
"Boom!"
A ball of flames rose into the sky, and the stone pillar that Fan Bingkun was tied to was blown into pieces. For a time, smoke and dust filled the entire space, and nothing could be seen. When the smoke and dust cleared, they saw that Fan Bingkun had been blown up to pieces in the east and west.
At the same time, there was an explosion from an abandoned factory in the east of the city, and fire shot out of the factory, turning half of the sky red.
On the top of the Washington Cathedral, a large cross stands there.
Yang Luo held the lollipop given to him by Dan Enen in his mouth, looked at Wang Jian who was tied to the cross, then looked at his watch and smiled: "Dead, all of them are dead."
Wang Jian smelled the breath of death and wanted to say something.
Yang Luo had a joking look in his eyes: "Do you have anything to say?"
Wang Jian nodded desperately, and Yang Luo made a move: "Nangong Feng! Take your stinky socks out of his mouth."
Nangong Feng walked over with a smile, untied the cloth tied around Wang Jian's mouth, and took out the socks in his mouth.
Wang Jian took a few breaths and said, "As long as you let go, I will grant you whatever you want."
Yang Luo said with a smile: "I just want your life."
"No, no, no" Wang Jian shook his head hastily: "I can give you money, a lot of money."
"Oh?" Yang Luo raised his eyebrows and asked with interest, "How much can you give me?"
"Fifty million is US dollars."
Yang Luo shook his head slightly: "Do you think I will be short of this little money?"
"One hundred million dollars."
Yang Luo still smiled and shook his head. Wang Jian gritted his teeth and said, "One hundred and seventy million. This is all my property. I will give it to you as long as you let it go."
Yang Luo put away his smile and said coldly: "This little money can't impress me."
"Bang!" Yang Luo bit the lollipop in his mouth, pulled out the plastic stick and looked at it carefully, "This is hollow. Tell me, if I insert this and the plastic tube into your throat, Let the blood flow down drop by drop, how will you feel?
Wang Jian suddenly widened his eyes, full of fear, watching Yang Luo swinging the plastic stick in front of his eyes.
"I'll tell you my bank account number. There are more than 300 million in it."
Yang Luo put down the hand that was dangling in front of his eyes, tapped his forehead, and said in embarrassment: "More than three hundred million, this really makes my heart beat."
Li Tao said cooperatively: "Boss! That's a lot. I think it's better to let him go."
"Yes, yeslet me go, all this money is yours, it will be enough for you to enjoy for a lifetime."
Yang Luo said distressedly: "If this guy doesn't die, what if the higher ups find out? It will cause me trouble."
Del grinned: "Yang! Isn't this simple? Let him have plastic surgery and then leave this damn country. Who will know him? I don't think he will reveal his identity and wait for your country to send people again. Chase him."
Wang Jian nodded fiercely: "As long as you let me go, I will disappear from this world immediately and never appear again."
"Pa" Yang Luo snapped his fingers, "Okay! Tell me your account number and password."
Wang Jian shook his head: "Untie me first."
A cold red light flashed in Yang Luo's eyes, and he said coldly: "Director Wang, you are not qualified to bargain with me. You can only bet on whether I can be trustworthy. Whether you live or die, each of you will have your share." Fifty percent. If you don¡¯t say it, you¡¯re dead.¡±
Wang Jian gritted his teeth and revealed his account number and password. After saying that there is still a glimmer of life, what is the use of keeping the money if you don't say that you are dead? It's nothing more than cheapening the Americans.
?Yang Luo chuckled: "I formally inform you that you have lost this bet."
Li Tao and the others looked at Wang Jian with sympathy. They knew Yang Luo's character very well. If they believed what the boss said, the sows would climb trees.
Wang Jian suddenly became very excited and howled in a hoarse voice: "You bastard, you don't keep your word."
Yang Luo grinned, showing his neat white teeth: "I, Yang Luo, have never been trustworthy." After speaking, he slowly raised the plastic tube in his hand.
Wang Jian shouted in horror: "No! No! You can't do this, you bastard, I won't let you go even if I'm a ghost."
Yang Luo stuck out his tongue and licked his dry lips: "A ghost? Wait until you become a ghost."
After saying that, explosive murderous aura suddenly shot out from his body, and he fiercely inserted the plastic stick in his hand into Wang Jian's throat.
"Haha" Yang Luo burst into laughter, spread his arms and said, "Take a good look at this world, and take a good breath of the air in this world."
Wang Jian lowered his head and watched his blood flowing out of the plastic tube and falling to the ground drop by drop. His face became paler and paler, his body kept shaking, and the fear in his eyes became more and more intense. Only then did he feel that death was so close to him.
Yang Luo leaned forward and said in an ethereal voice: "Isn't this slow taste of death wonderful? Don't be afraid, this is the place closest to heaven. God, the old guy, will take care of you as soon as possible. Received in heaven.¡±
No matter how long the night is, the light will eventually appear. Yang Luo looked at the dawn in the east, and finally glanced at Wang Jian, who was still struggling to his death: "Let's go! Everything here is over."
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