"Don't move!"
"Don't move!"
Almost at the same moment, Ming Ye and Baicheng took out their guns at the same time, stood up from their seats, and pointed the tips of their guns straight at each other.
Immediately after, the Blood Eagle next to Ming Ye and the subordinates next to Baicheng also picked up their guns and pointed the muzzles steadily at each other's heads.
Their speeds are not evenly matched. It can be said that they are evenly matched.
Tang Nuanhua was so frightened by this sudden move that he almost lost his grip on his phone.
Oh my god, what's going on? Didn't we agree to exchange hostages? Why did they start a confrontation after everything was fine
If a fight breaks out over a disagreement, wouldn't my father be hopeless
Thinking of this, Tang Nuanhua could only carefully pull Ming Ye's sleeves from the side, and then looked at Baicheng, "What are you two doing? Didn't we agree to exchange hostages?"
Hearing this, the atmosphere seemed to suddenly relax.
Baicheng smiled at Ming Ye, "It seems that Brother Ming is here well prepared, right?"
Ming Ye moved the corners of her mouth expressionlessly, "To each other."
In fact, they were just testing each other.
Seeing how quickly Ming Ye drew his gun, Baicheng felt a little bit confident in his heart, and said to himself that it seemed that this person was not someone to be trifled with, so it was better not to confront him head-on.
So, Baicheng smiled again and said, "Brother Ming, why don't I say 321, how about we put down the guns together and sit down and talk?"
"As long as you let him go, I will let him go." Ming Ye agreed calmly.
"Okay, he is indeed an arms tycoon, so refreshing." Baicheng smiled lightly, and then the two of them began to count down.
"Three, two, one..."
With a soft "click" sound, the guns were placed on the table together.
Baicheng and Mingye both kept their word, and then sat down again. Their subordinates also acted accordingly and put away their guns, and the atmosphere finally relaxed again.
"call-"
Tang Nuanhua was scared to death. Seeing that both of them calmed down, he breathed a sigh of relief.
However, she was still a little scared. She didn't expect that the men on the street were so scary and unpredictable. They would pull out their guns whenever they were told. This is a society governed by the rule of law!
It seemed that it was not advisable to stay here for a long time, otherwise, if the two of them had a disagreement, they might actually start fighting.
So next, Tang Nuanhua didn't say much, and directly discussed with Baicheng, "Boss Bai, I think we should not make it complicated. You just bring my father, I will bring Song Yijun, and we will return the hostages to each other." How about each other?"
Hearing this, Baicheng regained his smile, "Of course it's no problem."
"good."
Seeing that Baicheng agreed, Tang Nuanhua breathed a sigh of relief, then turned back to Xue Ying and said, "Sorry to trouble you."
Blood Eagle understood, nodded slightly, and then went out to take the hostages.
Baicheng didn't slack off either, and soon both sides brought the hostages over.
"Let me go, let me go!" Song Yijun was still struggling when she entered the door.
When Tang Zhen entered, he lowered his head seriously because he had no idea what he was going to face.
Unexpectedly, an exclamation suddenly came from not far away, "Dad!"
The moment Tang Nuanhua saw Tang Zhen, she almost cried. She finally saw her father, finally!
"Hua'er? You are Hua'er!"
After Tang Zhen heard his daughter's voice, he suddenly raised his head and saw Tang Nuan's paintings.
"Dad, I'm sorry that Hua'er has made you suffer." Tang Nuanhua said suddenly with heartache.
Because just by looking at him from a distance, she realized that her father had become seriously haggard in the past half month. Not only had the hair on his head turned gray, but even the wrinkles on his face had become deeper.
Tang Nuanhua knew without even thinking that his father must have suffered a lot during this period, and it was inevitable that he would not have enough to eat or sleep well.
Tang Nuanhua wanted to kill himself when he thought that his father was still suffering at such an old age.
But at this point, she could only watch her poor old father keep admitting his mistakes, "I'm sorry, Dad, it's all my fault. I should have cared more about you, otherwise you wouldn't have encountered such a thing."
"Hua'er, please don't say that. It's not your fault. It's all because of Dad's carelessness. It's Dad's fault."
Tang Zhen didn't think it was okay to suffer a little. On the contrary, he was heartbroken to know that his daughter gave up the wedding a while ago because of his own affairs.
All in all, both father and daughter felt very sorry for each other.
At this time, the people watching around were a little moved when they saw this scene, and they felt some unspeakable emotions in their hearts.
But in the eyes of Baicheng, who had been an orphan since childhood, all this was only ironic!
Suddenly, Baicheng Pi clapped his hands with a smile, "Okay, it's such a good show about the deep love between father and daughter. It's so touching that even I'm about to cry."
"But Miss Tang, don't just focus on reminiscing with your father and forget about our business."
Hearing the sound, Tang Nuanhua immediately came back to his senses.
Then she stretched out her hand to wipe the moisture from the corners of her eyes and replied calmly, "Of course I won't forget it. Didn't I also bring Song Yijun to you?"
"Boss." Song Yijun shouted obediently after seeing Baicheng.
But Baicheng just snorted lightly and looked disdainfully, then looked at Tang Nuanhua, "In that case, let's switch over. After a countdown of ten, let's slowly exchange the hostages together. How about it?"
"Okay." Tang Nuanhua had no objection.
Then, both sides began to count down.
"Ten, nine, eight..."
As the sound gradually progressed, the hand holding the hostage slowly loosened, and then Song Yijun and Tang Zhen walked towards each other in exchange.
"Dad, you are finally back." When Tang Nuanhua saw that his father was finally back, tears instantly welled up in his eyes.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, Song Yijun suddenly went against her promise. Before she could finish counting, she suddenly ran back to Baicheng, then picked up the gun on the table and pointed it back at Tang Zhen's back.
"Dad!" Tang Nuanhua's eyes widened instantly and he quickly rushed forward.
boom!
"ah!"
Almost at the same time, as Song Yijun fired, Tang Nuanhua's shoulder blade was severely hit by a bullet.
For a moment, everyone was stunned. No one expected that Song Yijun would do such a despicable thing!
But Ming Ye soon realized what he was doing. Seeing that the other party was not keeping his word, he gave the order without any hesitation, "Hit me!"
"yes!"
Upon hearing the order, Blood Eagle immediately pulled out a gun from his waist, then pointed it at Baicheng and fired, one with each hand, and his marksmanship was terrifyingly accurate.