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    Gu'an was so cautious, but ended up in a trap. However, Gu'an and others took several tourists hostage and threatened that if they didn't let them go, they would kill them. The two sides were in a stalemate.

    Wang Baoyu and Fan Jinqiang's group of police officers arrived at Xuefeng Village and rushed towards the entrance of the underground palace. Wang Baoyu asked Fan Jinqiang in confusion: "Brother, Gu'an and others have been digging the mountain for more than a day, why didn't our police officers discover it in advance?  ¡±

    "Alas, it's not like there was a miracle in Shenshi Village and a group of people were transferred there, allowing Gu An and others to take advantage of the loophole." Fan Jinqiang sighed.

    "Damn, they are very skilled at luring the tiger away from the mountain." Wang Baoyu said angrily. Wasn't this the purpose of the turbulent national entertainment in the previous period?

    "Tell me, are the miracles in Shenshi Village caused by this group of people? If so, the public security department can reveal another truth." Fan Jinqiang thought.

    "It is absolutely true that meteorites emit light. They are nothing." Wang Baoyu knew about Xu Biao's experiment, but it was inconvenient to point it out. He asked again: "What are we going to do now? If this continues, the hostage's body and spirit will be destroyed."  If you can't bear it, if you get emotional, you will really die."

    "Let's take a look at the situation. No matter what, we must ensure the safety of the hostages." Fan Jinqiang said with a solemn expression.

    At the entrance of the underground palace, several police officers with live ammunition were nervously guarding the exit. The cry of children could be vaguely heard from the palace. Fan Jinqiang frowned. The situation was more complicated than imagined.

    "Damn it, you're not a human being when you operate on women and children." Wang Baoyu cursed.

    "What's going on inside?" Fan Jinqiang asked.

    "There were three hostages, two women and a child. We went down to see them. There were six of them in total, and one foreigner." A police officer quickly reported.

    "Is there a man of about thirty years old with thin skin and tender flesh?" Wang Baoyu interjected.

    "No, one of the criminal leaders is short and bald. Except for the foreigner, the rest are all strong men who look like rural people." The police officer said.

    Damn it, Liu Jiannan was not among them. Wang Baoyu felt deeply regretful and could not allow him to think too much. Fan Jinqiang took out his gun and strode down the steps in a righteous manner. Two sharpshooters followed closely behind him. Wang Baoyu hesitated for a moment.  I was so nervous that I followed.

    Arriving at the familiar palace, Wang Baoyu's nose almost became angry when he saw the situation inside.

    Gu'an was sitting grandly on the throne. Tom had a gun in his hand and was holding tightly on a little boy who was crying. The little boy cried so hard that his voice was hoarse. He was too frightened to listen to Tom's threats.  , only repeating one sentence, I want to find my mother.

    Tom doesn¡¯t have much patience anymore. When he gets really annoyed, he will pull the child¡¯s arm hard, which results in even more heart-wrenching cries. The other four strong men, in pairs, hold two women with knives.

    "I beg you, don't hurt my child." One of the women cried loudly.

    "I'm looking for mommy, mommy." The little boy kept crying and struggled to get free. But Tom's strength was beyond the ability of a kid to resist, so he simply pulled him up. The little boy's feet immediately left the ground, with his calves in the air.  He kept kicking and looked very pitiful.

    "Please don't hurt my child." The woman cried, watching her son suffer, the mother's heart felt like it was being boiled in oil.

    "Gu'an, give up your resistance quickly, you will be unable to fly today." Fan Jinqiang said coldly.

    "Haha, Wang Baoyu is here too, little bastard, I let you fool me after all." Gu An ignored Fan Jinqiang and said to Wang Baoyu with a smile.

    "Look at how you look like a bear. You are dying in front of your eyes and you still want to pretend to be the emperor. I don't think you look like a prince even if you put on a dragon robe." Wang Baoyu mocked nonchalantly.

    "Wang Baoyu, I really admire you. You are the biggest liar in the world." Gu An said with cupped hands.

    "There is no need to tell the truth to a scum like you. You are a shame to the people. You are a traitor, a traitor, and you steal and sell cultural relics. Are you worthy of your ancestors?" Wang Baoyu said.

    "Hmph, heroes have been successful since ancient times and bandits have been defeated. There are too many people in our country. Who can remember me? I don't need to be patriotic. I will go abroad and enjoy life when I get a lot of money." Gu'an snorted coldly, very arrogantly.  Lighted a cigarette.

    "Gu'an, if you still have any Chinese conscience, let the child go first. The child is innocent." Wang Baoyu couldn't help but said when he saw that the child was really pitiful.

    "You can let the child go, unless you come to replace him." Gu An said coldly.

    "Gu'an, don't push yourself too far." Fan Jinqiang immediately objected.

      "Haha, don't you dare, Tom. This child's crying makes me too annoyed. Cut out his tongue first." Gu'an said and threw a knife.

    "Son." The woman screamed, then collapsed on the ground and passed out.

    "Gu'an, build some virtue for yourself, I'll do it." Wang Baoyu said with a righteous voice as his mind heated up.

    "Brother, no." Fan Jinqiang pulled him nervously.

    "Then you can think of a way." Wang Baoyu shook Fan Jinqiang away, as if thinking of something, turned around and said to Fan Jinqiang: "If I die, my organs will be donated."

    Fan Jinqiang felt a sore nose and almost shed tears. He raised the gun in his hand and pointed it at Gu An and his party. As long as they made any movement, he must shoot him in the head with his own hands.

    Wang Baoyu walked onto the high platform. Gu An sneered and ordered Tom: "Let the child go."

    Tom thought the child was troublesome, so he let go of the child, and the criminal police immediately transported the child safely out of the underground palace.

    Now it was Wang Baoyu¡¯s turn to have his head pressed with a gun by Tom. He chuckled and said, ¡°Wang Baoyu, you cunning Chinese, you are dead this time.¡±

    "You guys, the foreign thieves, will never escape the trap set by the Chinese people." Wang Baoyu put on a posture of looking forward to death, with heroic feelings burning in his chest.

    Tom unceremoniously blocked Wang Baoyu's neck with his elbow to prevent him from making any more noise. Gu'an clapped his hands and said, "Wang Baoyu, I don't see that you are quite strong."

    "Yes, there are a few people who are as shameless as you." Wang Baoyu said with difficulty, her throat was sore and itchy, and she wanted to vomit.

    The mother who had fainted on the ground also woke up faintly. Wang Baoyu winked at her, indicating that her child was safe. The woman looked grateful and shed tears.

    Fan Jinqiang asked coldly: "Gu'an, tell me, how can you be willing to let these hostages go?"

    ¡°It¡¯s very simple, prepare the car and let us leave Pingchuan City.¡± Guan smoked a cigarette grandly and put forward the conditions that he had guessed long ago.

    "Okay, I agree, but you must release the hostages." Fan Jinqiang said.
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