For the protagonists in most adventure-type films and television works, you will find that they have one advantage in common, regardless of the protagonist's aura, intelligence aura, villains, etc.
That is, they all have a spirit of never giving up.
Both men and women, Chinese and foreign.
It is precisely because of this spirit of never giving up that they become the protagonists.
For example, McCarron is being beaten violently right now.
Although his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, his mouth was crooked, his eyes were slanted, and his face was covered in blood, McCarron still resisted. If the gun is lost, use the dagger; if the dagger is knocked away, use your hands, mouth, or teeth to bite it.
During the fight, McCarron groped for a steel nail on the ground in a daze, and stabbed it into the enemy's eye with his backhand.
With a shrill scream, the thug covered his bleeding eyes and slapped McCarran away.
"Ahem"
McCarron hit the wall and fell back down. Lying on the ground, he coughed a few times, spit out a mouthful of blood, barely opened his eyes, looked at the thug who was seriously injured by him, and laughed strangely.
"I am not a good husband, not a good father, and not a good son in this life, but I am definitely a good police officer."
McCarron stood up unsteadily, wiped away the blood that covered his eyes with the back of his hand, and sneered: "I have never been soft on you bastards in my life. If you lower your head, even if you die, I will drag you to death together." "
He had already seen several gas bottles placed in the corner of the room. It was probably for decoration. The workers were on holiday for Christmas, so they just put it in the corner.
McCarron took out the lighter from his pocket, rushed to the gas bottle, and turned on the switch. Amidst the sound of gas spurting, he lit the lighter.
"Fake"
Pidos didn't expect McCarron to really dare to fight so hard, so he didn't stop him at first. Seeing that what McCarron was playing was real, he was so frightened that he trembled all over, turned around and rushed out the door.
There was a muffled "boom" and a huge air wave instantly shattered all the glass on this floor. The scorching wave of fire passed over Pidos' back.
"This madman is a madman."
Pidos looked at the surrounding walls that were blackened by the explosion, swallowed hard, and cautiously looked behind him. Apart from the darkness, he could no longer see any living people standing. He nodded with some admiration and picked up the walkie-talkie: "Hans, that agent is dead."
Hans frowned and said, "Are you sure?"
"I am sure that the guy lit the gas bottle and died together with a brother who was taking drugs."
The explosion that just happened was also felt upstairs. After all, the lights flickered a few times, and the hostages were frightened and screamed continuously.
Although Hans was a little surprised, he didn't think much about it. After all, he has never seen how evil Xie Lun is, even though his superiors told him many times during this mission not to underestimate Xie Lun.
But in his opinion, no matter how powerful this NIA agent is, how powerful can he be
Can I still fly into the sky
Unfortunately, neither Hans nor Pidos expected that it was not Sherren who caused the gas bottle to explode in the first place. Second, although Xie Lun can't fly, he is still very powerful and abnormal.
The fire hydrant that opened automatically sprayed misty water. Xie Lun held an umbrella that came from nowhere, stepped on the water that almost covered his feet, and walked into the smoky room.
"Poor Lao Mai, do you need to receive a lunch box when you first appear?"
Xie Lun looked at McCarron who fell to the ground, his whole body charred, but his chest was still heaving slightly. He shook his head helplessly and said to Alice who was following closely behind him: "Save him."
"Well" Alice looked at Macallan coldly, "Why?"
Sherron laughed: "Because I want to create a hero, a hero who is flesh and blood and belongs to the police, not one of those superheroes wearing fancy tights."
Alyssa snorted coldly: "I don't see that this guy has the potential to become a hero. He is slovenly, average-looking, and a middle-aged uncle. I think his wife will divorce him sooner or later."
"Because he devoted himself wholeheartedly to his work, his family did not understand him, and eventually his wife and children separated. However, due to various reasons, his family still needed his help in the end. Isn't this the template of a standard lone hero?"
Xie Lun rubbed his chin: "If this were a movie, I wouldn't be sorry if I made five or six movies. Such a good character."
Alice's face was expressionless: "Although I don't understand what you are talking about, I know that this is not the real reason for you to save him."
Xie Lun looked at the little Loli who was staring straight at him and said helplessly: "Okay, I still need him to continue performing to attract the enemy's attention."
"That's pretty much it, but" Alice curled her lips: "It's okay to save him, but what's the benefit to me?"
"Where's all this nonsense?" Sherron slapped Alice on the back of the head angrily, "Hold on, there are other performances later."
Alice was staggered by Xie Lun, and she mumbled a few words in a low voice, but she still stepped forward obediently. She stretched out her hand and gestured at McAllen a few times, then pointed down hard, and a drop of bright red blood flew out from her fingertips and landed lightly on McAllen's lips.
The blood melted instantly, and a trace of vitality appeared on McCarron's face.
Alice's body swayed weakly, but she still managed to stand. Seeing that she was losing strength, Xie Lun simply bent over and picked her up.
Alice still wanted to resist, but Xie Lun patted her gently and said with a smile: "I thought you two little witches were very powerful, but it didn't work out."
"Give us another ten years to try."
Alice rolled her eyes at Xie Lun. Although she was a little unwilling to do so, her whole body was limp and she had no strength at all. She simply rested her little head on Xie Lun's shoulder and remained silent.
Xie Lun laughed, holding the umbrella in one hand and holding Alyssa in the other, turning around and leaving the room: "Xiao Cao, throw Macallan out of the window."
A tentacle woven from straw suddenly stretched out from Sherron's back, rolled up McCarron, and threw him out of the shattered window.
With a "bang", McCarron fell heavily onto the raised balcony below. He groaned, slowly opened his eyes, and looked at everything around him in shock: "I'm not dead."
A dazzling light pillar suddenly fell from the sky and landed steadily on McCarron. His head, which originally had sparse hair, had been soaked by fire and water, and now there was not a single hair left. It was shining brightly under the helicopter's searchlight.
The explosion that just happened frightened Willy. He also believes that the rioters slipped or the hostages did something stupid, which caused the rioters to detonate the explosive vests.
Fortunately, it was immediately confirmed that the floor where the explosion occurred was not the floor where the hostages were trapped, and Hans also stated in front of the camera that the explosion just now had nothing to do with him.
Before the police could figure out what was going on, a man suddenly fell out of the explosion floor. The helicopter hovering in the sky immediately shined its searchlight on it.
So our Detective McCarran, with the blessing of helicopter searchlights, was exposed to all the audience through high-power cameras on the roof of nearby buildings.
American media reporters are very professional. In just five minutes, McCarron's background was completely exposed. When did he graduate from the police academy, when did he join the New York Police Department, when did he marry his wife, and when did he have children
Some media have even released the wedding photos of Macallan and Holly.
So, soon there was an encrypted phone call to Hans.
"What do you mean, inside the building, there is a first-class detective from the New York Major Crimes Unit?"
Listening to the voice on the phone, Hans's expression gradually turned cold. After hanging up the phone, he turned to Pidus who had just returned and said, "Go and find a woman named Holly from the hostages."