On the roof of the hotel, there was a sudden crisp sound behind the iron door connected to the stairwell, accompanied by flying debris and bullets, and two holes appeared where the door lock was. The iron door was then kicked open, and a team of people in black clothes rushed out quickly and ran around to guard. After a few seconds, several other people appeared, escorting a few panicked tourists.
A young man with a flat head and wearing a black vest, holding a rifle, ran to the side of the building as soon as he came out, put the gun on the ground, and pointed it at the crowd downstairs.
At this moment, there was a sudden explosion downstairs. Everyone's feet were shaking. A few timid tourists knelt on the ground and cried.
"What happened?"
Everyone looked around in confusion. The leader who had just walked out frowned. Then, the voices of his subordinates reporting came from the earphones.
"Boss..." The woman standing behind him was about to say something, but the leader raised his hand to stop her, shook his head and sighed, "Let them handle it. We don't have time. Let's evacuate first! We'll settle this later!"
"That Han?"
"Humph! He is no longer worth anything!" The leader sneered as he narrowed his eyes. "Until now, we have not received any news from Lei Mo. Do you know what this means?"
"He betrayed us?"
“Heh…” The leader shook his head and sneered, “It would be of no benefit to him to betray us! The police suddenly showed up here, but he didn’t give us a warning. This only proves one thing: the trap he buried was discovered, and he couldn’t save himself! Without a buyer, the goods will naturally be worthless!”
Behind the leader, a blond, blue-eyed man in beachwear looked mocking. These idiots didn't realize the police weren't coming for them.
The corridor on the 5th floor was quiet, full of depression and blood. Under the surveillance camera, there was no one in the corridor, not even a corpse, as if no one had ever been to this floor, which was out of place with the mess on other floors.
But if you turn on the lights here, you will find that the originally gray-white carpet has long been soaked by mosaics and turned into reddish brown. The walls of the corridors, the doors of each room, and the ceiling are all covered with mosaics, like purgatory.
In the rooms with half-open doors on both sides, there were several bodies in black clothes lying down. Judging from the movements, it seemed as if they were deliberately dragged in. At the same time, this person must have obsessive-compulsive disorder, as he placed the bodies in an orderly manner. The entire 5th floor has become a restricted area.
On the third floor, another restricted area was slowly taking shape.
"Huh..."
Yuan Xiaoxiao wiped the blood off her face and leaned against the sofa in an empty room, her arms trembling slightly. At her feet, two men in black were lying on the ground twitching, and another was lying in the corridor outside the door with a knife stuck in his forehead.
At this moment, a voice suddenly rang out from a miniature microphone in her ear. Yuan Xiaoxiao was stunned for a moment, and quickly took out a cell phone from her side pocket and turned up the volume. The voice in the headset gradually became clearer.
"Mr. Piem, when will our helicopter arrive?"
On the rooftop, the leader called Pieme turned his head to look at the man who had been hiding behind the iron gate, tilted his head and smiled, "Why, Mr. Scanner is in a hurry?"
"Don't forget, you have to send me to a safe place before you can get the remaining reward!" Scana shrugged, but there was no worried expression on his face. He didn't notice at all that a black-haired paw stretched out from behind the door and stuffed something into the pocket behind his butt.
"Oh, speaking of helicopters, I have to excuse Mr. Scanner!" Piem suddenly smiled and raised his hand to signal his two men. Then someone came forward and pushed Scanner to squat among the hostages.
"Hello!"
Although Scana didn't have any extreme reaction, he said with some dissatisfaction: "I spent money, can't I treat them differently from these guys?"
"Of course! You are a VIP!" Piem waved his hand but said nothing more.
But even if he didn't say the rest, Scana could guess roughly what was going on. He looked at the people around him with a teasing look on his face, as if he was the only one sober while everyone else was drunk.
At this time, in the room on the 5th floor, Han Daxia suddenly found that a small screen on the tablet computer began to shake. After a rapid screen transition, the picture of the rooftop appeared.
Seeing the hostages being forced to squat there, someone couldn't sit still anymore.
"No! After these people escape, they will definitely kill the hostages!" Han Daxia stood up, picked up his gun, turned around and looked at Gu Lang and said, "You stay here, I will find a way to rescue you!"
"I'll go with you!" Gu Lang also stood up and said.
"No!" Hero Han refused without thinking. Seeing Gu Lang frowning, he put his hand on his shoulder and sighed, "Brother, I regret involving you. If anything happens to you, I will have a guilty conscience for the rest of my life! Listen to me and stay here. I think the police will be here soon. Don't resist. You will be fine once we find out your identity."
"Brother Han, do you look down on me? I...even if I can't shoot, I can help you draw fire!"
Gu Lao San was still trying to defend himself, but Han Da Xia suddenly raised his hand and slashed someone on the back of the head with a knife. Then he took a step forward, made a lifting motion, and helped someone fall onto the bed. However, after waiting for two seconds, the person did not fall as expected.
Looking up, I saw a pair of bright eyes staring at me in the darkness, and asked unhappily, "Why did you hit me?"
"I..." Hero Han opened his mouth and subconsciously looked down at his hands, his eyes full of question marks.
Did he make a mistake? Did he use the wrong technique? Did he lose his power? What kind of physique does this paralyzed guy have
The roar of a helicopter came from afar. The two looked out the window and saw a black helicopter flying over the sea to the west. Looking at the logo on the fuselage, it turned out to be the mercenaries' own plane.
“No time!”
Without caring whether the person was awake or not, Han Daxia grabbed Gu Lao San and pushed him down on the bed, saying, "I'm sorry, brother!" At the same time, he reached out and began to untie his belt.
Gu Laosan's face was filled with fear, and he struggled with his hands, but Han Daxia grabbed them one by one and pressed them tightly against his back.
"Fuck, Brother Han, don't be impulsive! You will die if you go alone!" Gu Lao San shouted.
"Damn, you have such a bad mouth..." Han Daxia's face turned dark and he sighed in his heart. He should have shut this guy's mouth first.
At this moment, there was a noise in the living room. It turned out to be a badger running over from the bedroom opposite. When he arrived at the door and saw the postures of the two people, he was stunned.
Did I come at the wrong time
"Boss... help me! Old Han has gone crazy and is going to die!" Gu Laosan saw the small figure outside the door reflected by the light from the window and shouted hurriedly.
“Emmm…” Wang Ping narrowed his eyes, tilted his head to look at Hero Han, then shrugged his shoulders, turned to look outside the door, as if to say, “I didn’t see anything, you guys continue.”
"Hehe..." Hero Han, who was originally a little nervous when he saw the badger, suddenly grinned, tied Gu Lang's hands tightly with leather, tied them to the head of the bed, then picked up the gun and walked out.
In the stairwell, Yuan Xiaoxiao just ran to the fifth floor when she heard the movement in the corridor, and the other party also heard her. After a while of silence, two figures flashed out at the same time, and a knife stabbed into the door opposite with a "tsk". At the same time, the size 43 and size 36 shoes were also printed on the other person's belly.
"Hmm~"
Yuan Xiaoxiao fell on the stairs and groaned. She pulled out her paratrooper knife and stood up. As soon as she turned her head, the cold muzzle of a gun touched her forehead.
"Ah~!" A small black and red figure ran between the two of them, and quickly pulled down Han the hero's hand that was holding the gun. Its two little paws were stretched out towards the two of them, and its head kept shaking.
The two men looked down at a badger, frowned at the same time, and looked at each other coldly.
"Have I seen you somewhere before?" Han Daxia looked at the woman in front of him and felt that she looked familiar.
"Uncle! Your way of chatting up girls is so old-fashioned!"
Yuan Xiaoxiao rolled her eyes, turned around and ran upstairs first.
"Uncle? Old-fashioned?"
Old Han lowered his head and made eye contact with a certain badger, who spread out his paws with a look of recognition on his little furry face.
“It’s really old-fashioned…”