He hung up his phone with a stern face, and wanted to call Mo Luan.
Someone walked over quickly, "Mr. An, Miss Zuo is dizzy again."
An Jinze's handsome face showed concern, and he quickly picked up his mobile phone and strode over.
The situation outside is urgent--
The relatives of the hostages cried heartily in the wind and rain.
The others were also nervous, the gangster was very emotional, and the police used the horn to negotiate with him for a long time.
Still unable to reach a consensus.
The main reason is that these gangsters have lost their minds and have not agreed to any conditions.
They deliberately watched the people below anxiously, and watched the police helpless.
Arrogantly laughed and shouted, "We can't live anymore, but we have to hold you back as a backstop. Be scared, nervous, hahaha~~"
People gritted their teeth angrily, but did not dare to act rashly.
I can only try to calm them down so as not to hurt the hostages.
Mo Luan held the umbrella and walked into the crowd.
"Child, my child, please hurry up and save him, he is less than one year old."
The young mother knelt on the ground, clutching the skirt of the police, crying.
The clothes on her body were soaked in rain, and she was embarrassed.
The tears and rain on his face were clinging to messy hair, crying miserably.
It's really heartbreaking.
Several relatives of the hostages cried and passed out.
Some were supported by others, and the scene was extremely depressing.
Suddenly, the crowd exclaimed.
It turned out that the gangster holding the baby slipped.
Seeing everyone was scared by him, he laughed like a lunatic.
The crowd boiled.
Mo Luan rubbed his ears, and his bright, bead-like phoenix eyes scanned the direction of the gangster.
Under the umbrella, walked out of the crowd.
"What should I do? What should I do now?"
"Damn the vicious things, they do such a conscienceless thing, are they right to give birth to his parents who raised him?"
"Such people have long since lost their heart. Maybe they were abused when they were young, so they are now taking revenge on society.
"Scum, this kind of person should be dead."
"Poor child, who is still so young, I am annoyed by outsiders, not to mention their parents, they are really guilty."
"Damn it, you must be shot if you catch them."
"Look everyone!"
A thin figure appeared on the hotel terrace.
As if afraid of being recognized, her upper body and head were tightly wrapped around a coat that was so stained with mud and water that she couldn't see her original appearance.
She was wearing jeans, and her pants were all muddy.
At a glance, the whole is a clay figure.
Everyone was stunned, and the police were stunned.
Just for the few seconds that they were stunned.
The "Clay Man" has quickly climbed up to the location of the first gangster.
When the gangster did not react, he threw a handful of things at him.
He jumped up quickly, grabbed the fence, and turned over.
Kicked the gangster in.
The baby in the hands of the gangster fell.
She caught it firmly.
At the same time, both feet were already standing on the flat fence, and after that, he threw it away.
Throw the baby in.
The police officer with eyesight and quick hands hurriedly caught it with both hands.
Mo Luan didn't stop, leaping up, and the sand in his hands spilled out from side to side.
The gangster did not react, and was kicked in by the girl.
There was the last one. Mo Luan grabbed the upper fence and swung up.
Kicked out, the gangster let go, and the young hostage girl fell down.
She screamed and was caught by Mo Luan.
The clay figurine appeared to save people, a series of quick and swift movements.