He quickly repeated the previous sentence, "The illegitimate child took a hostage and asked us to prepare a car for him and all of us to throw him and retreat to the other side of the road."
"The hostage is a man, wearing black-rimmed glasses, about 175 years old, looking to be in his twenties, with a white T-shirt with a letter pattern on his upper body..."
JAC shouted loudly, "Give me the walkie-talkie!"
The young man didn't know the situation and was affected by the panic, so he hurriedly went to find it and handed it to Jiang Huai.
There was no response from the walkie-talkie, Jiang Huai bào foul language, "Damn."
He was restless, kicked the car door vigorously, and ran into the building.
The bullet flew in the direction of Jianghuai, and he leaned sideways sensitively, his cheeks were hot and hot, and he was hot and humid.
The sound of qiāng in the building continued.
The hostages were screaming in horror, crying and calling for help.
Hearing the screams coming from inside, Jiang Huai was stunned for a while. He wiped his face and touched the wound from the bullet. His stiff facial muscles moved, and the corners of his pursed lips moved.
No, thankfully not.
Knowing that it wasn't his baby, Jiang Huai was calmer, and his hand didn't tremble anymore. He took a deep breath and ordered the others to find a way to come in from the second floor and attack those targets back and forth.
"Boy, you really want my life..."
Jiang Huai muttered to himself and laughed silently, his entire back wet with cold sweat.
God knows that when he thought the hostage was a man, his heart stopped, and when he thought about it, he became angry again. He swears swear words, the corners of his mouth grin, the blood on his face drips down his neck, like a fool.
This jiāo fire ended after half an hour. The illegitimate son ran away at the expense of his cronies, but was caught up by Jianghuai and hit the other foot.
He was seriously injured and stared at Jiang Huai with a resentful look before he fell into a coma.
Jiang Huai is very calm, this kind of look he is all too familiar with, since he became a member of the anti-du brigade.
In another place, Cunbantou just found the walkie-talkie, and quickly contacted others to inquire about the situation. He breathed a sigh of relief, "It's all right."
Huang Dan asked, "Is he injured?"
Cunbantou blinked, "What do you mean Brother Jiang? He is an all-rounder in the team, stalking, close combat, whether it is sniper, or a qiāng like me, he is top-notch. For him, general tasks are almost the same. It's just practicing the Qiāng method."
Huang Dan released his clenched hand.
Cunbantou saw the youth's concern, and comforted him, "Brother Jiang is very powerful. He is my idol. I became a policeman and was admitted to the team just to learn from him."
Huang Dan wiped the sweat from his forehead, and there was the nagging voice of the cunning head in his ears. He told him about his dream of being a policeman, which was inspirational, youthful, and simple.
A tall figure appeared in Huang Dan's field of vision, he threw off his inch board and walked over, and was hugged tightly.
The mouth and eyes of Inchuantou, who caught up, were O-shaped.
Jiang Huai lowered his head and took a deep breath in Huang Dan's neck, his thin lips brushed through his hair, almost delusional, he asked Cunbantou, "What's going on?"
Inch Bantou came back and told the matter.
At that time, when the sound of qiāng sounded, people on the street ran for their lives like crazy, because bullets do not have eyes, who knows if they will be so unlucky, where they will be hit by bullets.
Cunbantou was about to take the yellow single to leave. They were accidentally pushed away by the crowd, and the walkie-talkie was knocked off. They couldn't find it and had to wait for the crowd to disperse.
Jiang Huai patted the head of the inch board with little strength, "I was almost scared to death by you."
Inchbantou didn't understand, "Huh?"
Jiang Huai explained lazily and asked Shang Huang Dan to go together.
Huang looked at Jiang Huai's profile as he walked, and there was a bloody hole near his cheekbones, "How did you get hurt?"
Jiang Huai stroked the sweaty broken hair behind his head, the scar at the corner of his eye was lined with blood on his face, looking a little fierce, "I heard that the illegitimate child took a hostage, I thought it was you, so I went to find you regardless. already."
"If everyone sees that my hands are shaking and I can't open the qiāng, I don't know what it will be like."
He smacked his lips, "This time I acted without authorization, and I will be criticized."
Huang Dan pursed his lips and said nothing.
Jiang Huai shook his head and sighed, "I'm in your hands this time, you have to be responsible to me to the end, you know?"
Huang Dan said, "I know."
Jiang Huai's eyes dimmed, and he dragged Huang Dan to the corner of the wall, bent down and kissed.
Huang Dan was out of breath by the kiss, he slid down a little, and was picked up and pressed against the wall.
Jiang Huai let go of his tongue, withdrew from his mouth, and said in a low voice, "Tell me, why are you here?"
Huang Dan's breath is disordered, he can't say the purpose of his coming here, let alone