Bodyguards of big stars

Chapter 520 Six I'm Handsome!

The clown appeared!

When he appeared in the huge exhibition hall of the shopping mall, he could be seen on the screens of all squares in Baicheng.

Soon, the whole world was introduced to this terrible live broadcast!

Hundreds of countries broadcast this thrilling terrorist event.

And at this moment, all the spotlights were on the clown.

He - finally appeared!

The network suddenly became calm.

Everyone watched the live broadcast attentively.

It is not known why the terrorist has remained a mystery until now.All of a sudden, the live broadcast started.

What are they trying to promote?

What do you want to prove?

At least [-] hostages gathered in the exhibition hall of the shopping mall.

Some of them sat on the spot, and some of them leaned against the wall with pale faces.

Around them, armed terrorists wearing masks patrolled back and forth.

Everyone's mobile phones and communication equipment were confiscated by terrorists.It can be said that except for these terrorists, no one can get in touch with the outside world.

Even more coincidentally, the hostages in the mall included ordinary viewers who had been hijacked on the TV station.

At this moment, everyone looked at the clown.

And he deservedly became a hero.Unsung heroes!

Except for the hostages in the exhibition hall, the rest of the hostages were arranged in batches in various shops.In every store, two or three terrorists handle the door.Anyone who tried to escape would be shot to death.

And the moment when the clown shows up.Cheng Mu, who was in the crowd, finally stood up.

He is in his 50s.He is tall and strong.

As the leader of an organization, a strong body is a prerequisite.

Unlike his subordinates, he did not hide his face.He didn't even bother to do so.

So what if he was seen by the whole world?

On the contrary, this became his chance to become famous in the world.

He wished to be known and understood by more people.

Then, he will have more big business and more powerful partners.

Tang Huan stood alone in the middle of the exhibition hall.

All around are hostages.But there is a distance from him.

In this area, he is alone and alone.

Someone found out why Cheng Mu called the clown in.

Because he wanted revenge—revenge for the terrorists on the TV station.

As you can imagine, the Joker is doomed tonight.There is no doubt that he must die!

There are hundreds of terrorists in this mall.Everyone is fully armed.So what if the clown has three heads and six arms?

There was no way he could have escaped.

It is even more impossible to fight against this group of arrogant terrorists.

"You're finally here." Cheng Mu looked down at the clown. "I thought you would run away because of fear."

"Now the whole world can see everything here." The clown's deep and hoarse voice sounded.It seemed that he didn't want to chat with Cheng Mu. "You said it. If I come, you will release five hundred hostages."

"Of course." Although Cheng Mu was strong, a calm look flashed across his unremarkable face. "I said to let people go, and I will definitely let them go."

Cheng Mu played with the gun in his hand, and quickly walked up to a girl about seventeen or eighteen years old.

The girl was terrified.Almost fainted on the spot due to too much mental pressure.

"Don't be afraid. You will be free soon." Cheng Mu patted the girl on the shoulder, then he raised his finger and pointed at Tang Huan: "Go and punch him or kick him. I'll let you go right away." Walk."

This statement came out.

The girl was blindfolded on the spot.

Hit a man you never knew for no reason?

Her tutors would not allow her to do so.

But at this moment, life comes first.

If you don't fight, she is very likely to be like the previous hostage.He was shot dead on the spot.

The impact of the ten corpses on the souls of the hostages could not be relieved, and their nerves were on the verge of collapse at any time.

"Go. Fight for your survival." Cheng Mu pushed the girl out of the crowd.A vicious sneer appeared on his face.

Be a hero?

Are you going to be a hero?

Do you know how much it takes to be a hero?

The girl was pushed and staggered.

She was trembling all over, and cold sweat oozed from her forehead.

She walked towards Tang Huan like walking on thin ice.

But she also knew that everything here was watched by outsiders.

If she did beat the Joker.How to face this new life in the future.Even if life is still there, where will the soul be placed?

She looks at the clown.

Although I can't see the appearance of the clown.But in the dark eyes under the mask, I can see the warm and encouraging color.

The Joker raised his hand in a gesture to her.Let her come close to you.

"This terrorist is too fucking over the top!"

There was a heated discussion on the Internet.

On some live videos, you can even interact directly.

Barrages cursed the despicable Cheng Mu.

However, more rational netizens fell into greater contemplation at this moment.

Should I fight?

One punch, one kick, and you can get out of this hellish predicament?

And can this punch and kick kill the clown?

Obviously not.

Discussions and even votes appeared quickly on the Internet.

In just 3 minutes, there were [-] million votes for what to do and what not to do!

In other words, on the Internet alone, there are more than [-] million netizens who are concerned about this terrorist incident.Its influence is great and its scope is wide.Shocking.

Most of the votes should not be played.

This is probably the subconscious reaction of a normal person with mental health.

Why play a clown?

Why is the clown here?

Isn't it just to rescue five hundred hostages?

But in reverse - this group of hostages in order to get a new life.Want to gang up on clowns?

What an ugly human nature!

He is a hero.But at this moment, it has become a stepping stone for the survival of ordinary people.

Absurd.

Ridiculous.

It was like a black humor that made countless people tremble in their hearts.

But when everyone was discussing intensely.

The girl finally came to the clown.

Then, just when the girl was confused and at a loss.The clown's low and hoarse voice sounded again: "Hit me. Then leave."

He offered to ask for it!

He wants the girl to beat him!

Then leave this dreadful purgatory!

"I—" the girl said tremblingly, her lips trembling. "Why should I hit you?"

This is a rhetorical question.The hostages at the scene and the Internet public who watched the terrorist attack were collectively silent.

Why should I hit you?

Why are you playing clowns?

For survival.Don't you even want morality, shame, and humanity?

Life is precious.

But in this world, is there really nothing more precious than life?

"Let me carry the beating." In the clown's hoarse voice, there was a hint of a relieved smile.

The clown raised the girl's delicate hand.He said in an encouraging tone: "Do it. I only have one request, don't hit me in the face. I am very handsome."

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