The lights in the theater were fully turned on at this time, and it was bright in an instant. However, it does not seem to have any relief for the current situation. Almost all the people are blocked together, and there has not been a large-scale stampede incident yet, which shows that the teachers have a relatively strong ability to adapt to changes.
The principal and all the people who were busy in the backstage couldn't even think about the location of the accident and deal with the situation at this time. In a hurry, they turned round and round. At this time, everyone saw Yang Qiong stepping directly on the back of the seat, and arrived at the door in a blink of an eye, like Dengping crossing the water.
"Wow!" The students couldn't help but exclaim with their mouths open.
There are still people at the door, and they are trying their best to squeeze into the field. Several students had fallen to the ground and could not stand up. Yang Qiong smelled blood as soon as she landed. She pulled up two students and stuffed them into the seats behind her. At this moment, she suddenly heard a student screaming. She looked up and saw a sharp kitchen knife swiping at the person next to her against the light. The person fighting the gangster turned out to be Teacher Duan. He is not slow, but he is unarmed and has to protect the students, so he doesn't dare to take a step back.
Yang Qiong didn't say a word, she took steps to protect the children behind her, stretched out her hand and poked the gangster's body. The gangster's arm was in a posture that he couldn't lift it up immediately, and the knife naturally didn't hit. This is the acupuncture kung fu she learned from Guda and Ouyang Ting. However, her hand was not strong enough, and it was only a matter of time. Seeing the other party jumping up and down in the blink of an eye, you can tell that the power of this move is extremely limited. But that's enough, what I want is this momentary opportunity. She saw the opportunity and kicked the gangster's waist directly. What was the strength of her kick, the gangster didn't snort, fell directly to the ground, struggled twice but didn't stand up. Yang Qiong walked over and turned the person over, put his knees on top, put the person's hands behind his back, and reached out to touch his back waist. After touching for a long time, I didn't find anything, and then I remembered that I had changed jobs. Professional tools like handcuffs are long gone.
Teacher Duan's arm was slashed, not deep, and the bleeding had stopped at this time. Only then did I have time to wipe the sweat off my face, "Thanks to you. Otherwise, it would be really mysterious today."
"Are you okay?" Seeing that there were no handcuffs, Yang Qiong stunned the person with a sharp knife. At this time, I came to check Teacher Duan's wound.
"It's fine. A minor injury. You can see that there is no bleeding anymore." Teacher Duan said with a smile.
Yang Qiong gave him a thumbs up, "Enough man."
"Don't, it's far worse than you." Teacher Duan was praising Yang Qiong. But why did Yang Qiong listen to it so wrong
The two of them were still talking, and the field was suddenly in chaos again. It was also accompanied by shouts of "Get out of the way! Get out of the way!".
This time, Yang Qiong was more experienced. Standing on the back of the chair and looking down, she saw at a glance that there was another gangster in the field holding the same kitchen knife, holding a student hostage and telling everyone to move away.
The most difficult situation arises. No matter how vicious the enemy is, she is not afraid, because she is confident that she is strong. But when there are hostages in the hands of the opponent, things are two things.
"Organize the students to evacuate first." The principal's voice trembled.
The middle-level cadres cooperated with the head teacher to organize students to leave the safety exit quickly, class by class. Ten minutes later, only the teacher, the gangster and the kidnapped student remained. It was a girl, third grade. Crying all the time, her little face is wrinkled into a ball. The kitchen knife in the criminal's hand was on her neck, and she could be injured at any time. Yang Qiong tried to get behind the gangster several times, but there was no chance. Obviously the vigilance of this gangster is much higher than the previous one.
Someone called the police long ago, and the sound of the police car alerted the gangster, and the knife in his hand was closer to the child's neck.
"Don't mess around, we will meet your requirements. Don't hurt the child." Yang Qiong tried to stabilize the gangster. But this man was obviously more excited, and his hands were shaking all the time.
"You all get out of the way and let me go! Or I'll kill her!"
The child was crying so hard that he could hardly breathe. It is very difficult to control the pumping and pumping. The kitchen knife cut a wound on the child's neck, and the bright red blood was dazzling. The cry of the child suddenly became several times louder.
Yang Qiong's eyes were fixed on the knife in the gangster's hand. Obviously, the child's cry stimulated the gangster's already unstable emotions. If the gangster was about to commit murder, she could only make a desperate attempt to save people. However, such insurance will be very low, and it is difficult to guarantee that no harm will be caused to the hostages.
"Tang Tang, don't cry. Listen to the teacher, let's not cry!" The student's head teacher tried to stabilize the students' emotions, but the effect was obviously very limited.
"Let go of her, I'll be your hostage." When the police arrived, Shen Qiuhua's voice came out first.
Everyone turned their heads and saw that Shen Qiuhua had walked in front of everyone. She didn't look at Yang Qiong or her colleagues, she just looked at the gangster indifferently. "This child is already injured, and her calf is short. How far can you go with her? You want to escape, right? It's more convenient to take me than to take a child."
The gangster looked at Shen Qiuhua, and then looked down at the child in his arms, as if hesitating. "This child has been crying, where can you escape with her? Her cry will reveal your position at any time." Shen Qiuhua's voice was soft and steady, making people subconsciously believe her words.
"Qiuhua..." The situation was critical, and Yang Qiong didn't dare to speak more. But using Shen Qiuhua to replace the hostage was unacceptable to her.
Shen Qiuhua turned his head and finally glanced at her. "Be in charge of politics. I'm a teacher, and that's my job."
All the teachers present were ashamed of their words. They also understand this truth, but in the face of danger, how many people are really willing to do it
"I'm coming!" Yang Qiong took a step forward.
The gangster seemed to be extremely jealous of her, pulling the child back two steps immediately. "Don't come here!"
Shen Qiuhua's eye knife made Yang Qiong retreat. "The police will be here soon. Do you want to change? This is your last chance."
The gangster was still thinking about it, but the cry of the child in his arms was getting louder and louder, making him upset.
"Looking at you, you're not a vicious person. You just want to run away, right? You don't really want to hurt the child, so why hold her hostage? I'll follow you and make sure you escape safely." Shen Qiuhua said while saying Walk forward slowly.
Yang Qiong wanted to step forward to stop her, but was pulled by the teachers left and right. The principal shook his head at her.
At this time, the police had already rushed into the small theater, and the scene was extremely scary.
Seeing this posture, the gangster sighed, "Come here, I'll let this girl go back."
Shen Qiuhua's pace still maintained the speed just now, calm and elegant. When she approached, the gangster grabbed her neck and pushed the child with the other hand. Someone immediately carried the student away.
Although the students were rescued, the scene did not change.
A leading police officer arrived at the scene and stood in front of everyone, "Don't mess around, let the hostages go, let's have a good talk."
The gangster ignored him and just moved Shen Qiuhua towards the exit step by step. Yang Qiong's eyes searched around, but couldn't find anything in hand, so she turned her head and aimed at the gun in the police's hand.
"Comrade police, I am a retired special forces soldier. I am familiar with this situation. Can you lend me a gun?" When Yang Qiong said this, there was no hope in her heart.
Sure enough, the police officer who was borrowed the gun shook his head with a serious face. "Sorry, we have discipline. Guns cannot be loaned out."
"Then how do you save the hostages?" Yang Qiong was a little anxious.
"Please believe us." The policeman said solemnly.
Of course Yang Qiong believes in the police, but she does not believe in time. She saw that the gangster's mood had become more and more unstable. The arrival of the police put too much pressure on him, he could violently injure people at any time, and Shen Qiuhua in his hands would undoubtedly be the first victim.
How did things get to this point? Could it be that in modern times, she still can't protect Shen Qiuhua
The police leading the team are still negotiating with the gangsters. The exit has long been sealed off. The criminals became more anxious when they saw that the exit was blocked.
"You calm down. I'm in your hands, at least you are safe now. But if I die, you will have no chance of escaping." Shen Qiuhua's eyes watched as the kitchen knife in the gangster's hand was getting closer to his neck As he got closer, he had to speak out to comfort him.
"Shut up! If I can't escape, I'll kill you first!"
Shen Qiuhua stopped talking. She didn't want to anger the gangster. She didn't want to die for the hostage change. She dared to stand up only because there was Yang Qiong at the scene, she believed in Yang Qiong, and believed in this woman who could keep her safe in the face of countless butcher knife threats in the deep palace.
"Where's the sniper?" Yang Qiong became more and more anxious.
The policeman did not speak. In fact, they did not expect such a situation when they called the police, and the person who called the police did not mention the issue of hostages. So no snipers are prepared.
"You give me a gun, and I promise to save the hostages!" Yang Qiong has absolute confidence in this. It was not the first time she had accomplished such a task.
Still rejected.
Yang Qiong has no choice. She walked to the front row again and looked at Shen Qiuhua's eyes like autumn water. Seeing the incomparable trust, she felt ashamed. She didn't have a gun in her hand, not even the Moonlight Sword. She has all the skills, but now she can't do anything.
Negotiations are still going on, but Yang Qiong has completely lost his mind. There was only the distance between the kitchen knife and Shen Qiuhua's neck in her eyes.
Concern is chaos. She finally understood what it meant now.
The gangster is now hiding in a corner, with walls behind and beside him, there is no way to sneak attack. No one dares to make a frontal attack without the certainty that one hit will hit.