America started its counterattack from the bum

Chapter 113 You still owe me two thousand knives.

Lisa was by no means the only one who couldn't sleep.

The leader of a giant biopharmaceutical group is suspected of abusing cloning technology.

This news has sent shockwaves around the world.

But all this has nothing to do with the hostages in the Red Street Library.

Now, Krall and his men who were deceived are preparing to storm the library.

How crazy can Klauer go for five million dollars without a future?

He personally led the team and led more than 70 SWAT police officers to attack from five directions!

Having learned the lesson from last time, the police officers sealed many smoke bombs at the main entrance.

After that, grenades were poured in one after another.

Shock bombs, flash bombs, anti-personnel grenades, dozens of grenades went down, but they didn't hurt the Hulk at all.

The moment he saw the cigarette smoke outside the main entrance, he realized that the police were going to attack with full force.

So at the first opportunity, he hid in a blind spot where the police grenades could not attack.

Not only that, thanks to his timely notification, the Wasp moved directly to the stairway on the second floor.

The police's massive attack not only failed to scare the gangsters, but actually made them more ferocious.
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Cheng Daqi had already hid in the hostage pile with the reporters.

Scott was tugging at his collar and spitting crazily.

"You are just a must-eat sour carrot. When we were hiding in the dark, I thought we were friends.

But your problem is shit, you know? It's all bullshit. Is your mouth connected to your rectum? "

Thinking of Cheng Daqi's harsh questions, the blond veteran's blood pressure continued to rise.

Sani tried to pull away Scott's hand holding Cheng Daqi's collar, but Cheng Daqi stopped her.

“He’s right, the question I just asked was indeed too much and it’s my fault.

Sorry, Scott, my friend. "

Cheng Daqi's apology made Scott feel as empty as if he had been punched in cotton.

It's like when you play LOL, in the late game, the Dragon Turtle finally wears the Six Gods, and he wants to teach the opponent's chopper team a lesson, but the opponent directly shoots.

"Then did you do it on purpose or accidentally?"

The hapless blonde asked the question of the soul.

He already had an idea in his mind. As long as Cheng Daqi said that he asked accidentally, he would forgive Cheng Daqi.

After all, everyone has been kidnapped, and he really has no intention of fighting.

"I did it on purpose."

Thinking of the large intestine boy's humorous answer, Cheng Daqi didn't hold back and smiled.

"Fake, you are really a piece of shit, Chan, I completely misjudged you."

The unlucky blond guy went into a second blood rage, ready to fight you to the death.

“But I mean well, I’m not sure if we can get out alive, not sure if we will die from the police attack or execution by the kidnappers.

I'll let you go first, then Sani and Korno, just to let your families see you.

This might be the last look, get it, Scott? "

Korno twisted his butt, not knowing how to answer.

Scott responded quickly.

"Then why do you ask me so many outrageous questions, those questions, those questions."

The blond veteran actually felt aggrieved. His friend wanted to help him, but Cheng Daqi really asked about his sadness.

"Scott, that's why I'm sorry. Hey, the reason why Ye Gubai and I went to act with the kidnappers and did some nonsense variety show was actually to delay time."

"Delaying time?" Sani didn't quite understand what Cheng Daqi meant.

Scott also looked at his shit companion in confusion.

"Yes, using that stupid variety show to buy time, Chan and I acted in a play. Now look at it, the play was very successful."

Ye Ergubai also joined the chat and helped Cheng Daqi explain.

"We delayed until the police attacked. During this long period, the kidnappers did not execute anyone. This is already very successful."

"Boom! Boom!"

Continuous explosions interrupted the chat of several people, and SWAT blasters simultaneously opened four breaches in the library.

Counting the main entrance, the police launched attacks on five routes at the same time!

Crowl of SWAT no longer cares about how many hostages die. He just wants to kill Zhendemeng quickly and get the five million. It was Tonks who held up the sky when it fell, and it was Tonks who gave the order to attack. He was not afraid of being held accountable at all.

Ant-Man breathed softly, holding his SA-25 in his hand and a fully automatic Glock pistol in front of him.

This firepower is enough, he is not a rookie, but a superhero!

Scanning a large area directly in front of him, Ant-Man considered how the enemy would appear.

But this time, the police commanders had learned wisely. They followed the wall step by step and were not in a hurry to enter the library.

'Wait until the main entrance is over and we'll come together later, do you understand? '

'OK!'

'OK!'

Andre took out the bomb controller, and they planted five bombs at five points in the library.

As an engineer, Ant-Man precisely controlled the power of the bomb based on the structure of the library.

As long as Andre controls the rhythm of the explosion, the library's main entrance, side entrance, second floor stairwell, and first floor right platform will all disappear.

In the most severe case, the building on the right side of the library will collapse.

The small platform where the kidnappers and hostages stood together still exists intact.

This is the reason why this group of kidnappers chose the old building of the Red Street Library to confront the police.

With these arrangements, supplemented by the firepower and hostages in their hands, they can fight the police for 300 rounds! ——

"Are they crazy? Why are they so aggressive? This is completely forcing the kidnappers to kill the hostages!"

Lisa could also see the consequences of the police's actions, but the police did it regardless.

In order to wipe the big shots' butts, the police don't care about the lives of police officers or the lives of hostages.

Thinking of this, the blonde girl felt that this country was hopeless.

"Faq! What's wrong with this country!"

The angry look of his best friend made Temir laugh.

"You should learn from me. As long as you don't have any expectations of the country, you will never be disappointed."

Temir, who comes from a family of small shareholders, has already seen clearly the nature of the American government. Her words may sound ridiculous, but they are indeed insightful.

"Honey, do you think there is anything worth looking forward to in America?"

The rich black-haired woman's question made Lisa a little confused.

"There's none?"

The education the blonde girl received had a great influence on her. She is truly patriotic.

Although there is not a lot of love.

"Really?" His sapphire-like eyes were filled with pity. Temir loved his silly best friend to death.

"Free values?"

"It was proposed to dismantle the traditional colonial system, in order to separate those colonies from the mother country and establish a country."

“But the United States has been free since its founding hundreds of years ago.”

"We were a colony before."

"What about democracy? Democracy is always good, right?"

"By democracy, do you mean that we have the right to choose between two pieces of shit? If so, that's too pitiful."

"What you said is wrong. There must be something wrong. These are what we have been promoting. How can it be like what you said?"

Lisa was a little speechless because she also thought they were two pieces of shit.

"Honey, you and I, the two of us are us, but are the people who promote it and the people who listen to it 'us'?

The people who promote it don’t count, and the people who listen don’t count. All values ​​have an inherent interest stance the moment they are exported. "

Themir is sober and sees the world very clearly.

Lisa didn't know how to answer her best friend's words.

Watching the two-screen live broadcast on the TV, the girl fell into silence.

One picture shows the police attacking from outside, and the other picture shows the scene in the library.

The library is now dark because the police cut off the power supply.

She stretched her toes tightly and put her head between her knees. Lisa hugged her legs and huddled up.

Putting aside those distracting thoughts, Lisa prayed silently in her heart.

As a devout believer, she hoped that the god who could only read but never reply would appear once.

Chan, please don't die.

You still owe me two thousand dollars.

(End of this chapter)