What if you were targeted by a cool and aloof beauty?

He didn't know whether the thugs would obediently comply and fulfill the agreement.

But as a professional criminal investigator, even in the worst circumstances, one must take the best possible action.

"Okay, that's really touching. You truly are a good police officer." The smallest and thinnest criminal turned the volume of all the speakers to maximum using a remote control.

His dark psychology grew increasingly swelled.

The thrill of successfully committing a crime overwhelmed the criminals' minds and bodies.

They had waited in their cells for this day for who knows how long.

To successfully orchestrate this bloody "farce," they must have used countless hours of brainpower and mobilized a great deal of manpower and resources.

Whether it was selecting the venue, setting up the site, or making plans, they did everything perfectly and flawlessly.

They wanted everyone to hear the sound of bullets, explosions, and Zhang Zhidong's screams as he neared death.

"Sixth Brother, quickly defuse the bomb and untie the child," the oldest of the thugs said.

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Upon hearing the boss speak, the man next to him gave a sinister laugh.

The others remained expressionless, pointing their guns at Zhang Zhidong.

The man slowly swung over to the child and pressed a button in his hand.

The bomb on the child was defused.

"Remove the bomb from him as well," Zhang Zhidong shouted sternly.

The man shrugged and untied the child from his restraints.

Immediately afterwards, he suddenly pulled a pistol from his pocket and pointed it at the child.

"We only said that if you came unarmed, we would defuse the bomb, but we didn't say that we would definitely spare this innocent child's life." He chuckled, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth.

Seeing this, Zhang Zhidong did not hesitate at all.

Without hesitation, he lunged at the child and scooped him into his arms.

The criminals had no experience using firearms in actual combat.

Seeing that Zhang Zhidong made a move, they immediately opened fire.

However, Zhang Zhidong skillfully dodged all the bullets.

Holding the child, Zhang Zhidong fled down the stairs as fast as he could, bullets whizzing past his ears several times.

Hot blood was already dripping from his face.

Drop by drop, it dripped onto the child's face.

Zhang Zhidong felt as if bullets had cut his skin, and blood even flowed onto the child's clothes.

Fortunately, the baby in her arms was still breathing evenly and showed no signs of waking up.

The situation has deviated from the initial plan.

The thugs were getting anxious.

They didn't bother with taking precautions against snipers anymore, since the snipers were wearing bulletproof vests and had smoke grenades.

"Chase them! Chase them now! Shoot them, and if you can't hit them, throw bombs at them and kill them both!" the leader ordered.

All the thugs swarmed forward.

The other police officers outside who heard the loudspeaker blaring panicked.

They straightened themselves and rushed inside.

The child's mother, feeling desperate, knelt on the ground and wept bitterly.

Hearing what the thugs inside were saying, she didn't believe that Zhang Zhidong could really save her child under the barrage of bullets and bombs.

The snipers began to move nimbly, while the commander kept his eyes fixed on the location of the unfinished building.

Now that the child is no longer carrying a bomb, it's time to give the order to snipe him.

But right now, all the criminals are wearing bulletproof vests and constantly throwing smoke grenades out, and their movements are very erratic.

Making a rash decision to fire could accidentally injure Zhang Zhidong and the hostages.

Reporters started broadcasting live with microphones.

"It was already 3 p.m. In the dead of winter, the great people's policeman Zhang Zhidong risked his life to break into the abandoned building where criminals had used a bomb to bury innocent children hostage, in order to rescue them."

According to our current information, police officer Zhang Zhidong has successfully rescued the hostage, but the criminals are still in pursuit with guns. We hope and pray that Zhang Zhidong will escape with the child, and that justice will ultimately prevail over evil!

The online criticism suddenly stopped.

Apart from some stubborn netizens, others began deleting previously posted inappropriate comments.

At the same time, as if forgetting that they themselves had made inappropriate remarks at home, these self-righteous individuals picked up their keyboards and pointed their guns at those "villains" who, unlike themselves, had not deleted their malicious comments.

"Given the situation, why haven't you deleted the comment yet?"

"It's best to keep it; wait until everyone starts criticizing you."

"Please, Zhang Zhidong, you must survive."

"Life doesn't come twice, and a policeman's life is just as precious. Zhang Zhidong, hang in there!"

"Zhang Zhidong is a hero of the people, and we will remember him forever."

"We cannot afford to lose such a great police officer!"

"Why don't we just abandon the child and run away? We need a policeman like Zhang Zhidong."

"Steal the thug's weapon and fight back!"

"Two minutes have passed, so what's the situation now?"

"I heard gunshots several times during the live stream, and I also heard an explosion once."

“The other police officers had already run to the door, and Officer Zhang wasn’t seen escaping in the footage.”

"No way? Let's pray."

"I'd give up ten years of my life to save Officer Zhang and his child."

"The thugs are disgusting and should be executed on the spot."

The online public opinion was in complete chaos, and everyone at the scene was covered in cold sweat.

Zhang Zhidong was still running at full speed.

To protect the child from any harm, he ran while desperately adjusting his position, his shoulder, arm, and stomach all deeply pierced by bullets.

Zhang Zhidong's face was covered in blood, his arms were covered in blood, his stomach was covered in blood, his legs were covered in blood, and his whole body was stained with blood.

From a distance, it looks like a whole "bloody" person.

"Bang bang bang."

Bullets continued to rain down on him, and Zhang Zhidong's wounds continued to multiply.

His eyes were so bloodied that he could barely open them.

Despite being in excruciating pain all over her body, the fact that she can still hold her child steadily in her arms is nothing short of a miracle.

The sound of bullets was deafening, and the child finally woke up.

Seeing Uncle Zhang hugging him, he couldn't stop the tears from flowing.

"Uncle Zhang, you've lost a lot of blood."

"Uncle Zhang, put me down, I can run by myself."

"Uncle Zhang, you should run for your life, don't worry about me."

"Uncle Zhang, I don't want you to die!"

Seeing Zhang Zhidong covered in blood, the child cried out loudly.

He knew Zhang Zhidong; his whole family knew Zhang Zhidong.

Zhang Zhidong is their family's greatest benefactor, the best person in the world.

Before his father passed away, he told him that he must always be grateful to Uncle Zhang.

I keep in touch with Uncle Zhang every year.

"My dad even told me to wish you a Happy New Year next year, don't you dare die!"

"My dad made me wish you a Happy New Year every year!" the child cried, his voice hoarse.

"..." Zhang Zhidong's tinnitus was so severe that he could barely speak.

He didn't know what the child was shouting, nor did he have the energy to read the child's lip movements.

I felt the hot tears falling on me.

Zhang Zhidong ran out shakily, speaking weakly as he did so.

"A real man should be strong and not cry."

"We made a promise before, Uncle Zhang won't die. Today, Uncle Zhang will still play with you."

"That's right! Don't be afraid."

He tried his best to make a loud noise.

As they approached the entrance, Zhang Zhidong's colleagues, dressed in bulletproof vests and rushing inside, shouted his name through tears.

A bomb exploded near Zhang Zhidong.

Seeing that the other police officers had already rushed to the door, the criminals kept a distance of several meters and did not continue to move forward.

Zhang Zhidong stumbled, and the child in his arms almost flew out.

"Good job! You're a real little man!" he said loudly, trying his best to say something that could comfort the child.

He handed the child to his colleague, then everything went black, and Zhang Zhidong collapsed.