"Bang bang bang!"
Men in black appeared in the hall one after another, firing continuously with weapons in their hands, mercilessly eliminating all dangerous people.
In an instant, there were countless casualties in the hall, many people fell down, and the Japanese agents and red-headed Asan security guards were quickly cleared away.
Hase Ryosuke felt that he must be drunk, otherwise why would someone kill someone in the lobby of the Rikoku Hotel? This was the Rikoku Hotel! Who dares to be arrogant here?
However, he quickly understood that he was not dreaming. Someone really dared to act arrogant here. Not only was he arrogant, but he also openly attacked this hotel, which was known as the safest.
"ah!!!!"
The guests from all over the world in the hall reacted at this time. The ladies sang various arias with such high pitch that even the top singers would feel inferior.
The gentlemen were completely different from their usual demeanor. Some got under the table, some knelt on the ground and raised their hands, and some stood there shivering.
What about the red-headed Asan who usually shows off his power? Is this the level of security that the Six Nations Hotel claims to be the most professional? He was beaten to death before he could make any resistance.
"boom!"
The masked man fired a shot at the roof and said: "Shut up! I will kill anyone who makes a sound again!"
The residents immediately followed suit. It seemed that they also knew how to listen to others and eat enough. Some even covered their companions' mouths for fear of angering the masked man.
Seeing that the situation was under control, the masked man nodded with satisfaction: "Hello, gentlemen and ladies, I have an important news to announce to you. You have been kidnapped."
Many people breathed a sigh of relief when they heard the news.
Isn't kidnapping just for money? As long as they can survive, they are willing to pay. They just hope that these people keep their words.
But some people were very nervous, such as Ryosuke Hase. He became a millionaire less than an hour ago. These damn robbers would not find the check on him. For a while, cold sweat broke out on his head.
The masked man seemed to have noticed something, and glanced at him with interest, which scared Hase Ryosuke and put his head in his crotch, for fear that the other party would be interested in him.
Fortunately, the masked man only glanced at it, then raised his head and ordered his men: "Set booby traps behind the windows and doors, and deal with these load-bearing wall columns as well, faster."
Without saying a word, the men in black took out pieces of dangerous items from the boxes and arranged them at key locations. After a while, the hall became a big powder keg.
Then some of these men in black searched the residents together, some guarded the stairs, and some found all the fish that had slipped through the net on the first floor.
Hase Ryosuke knew that he was in trouble. These people were by no means ordinary robbers. They did not hesitate when shooting. The way they set up dangerous goods was very professional and they were well prepared to control the scene.
Moreover, these people's weapons are very sophisticated, all made in Germany. Browning, Thomson, and Ryosuke Hase even saw grenades.
Now he could only hope that his companions upstairs heard the gunshots and came down. These men in black seemed to be a small number, only about twenty people, and there was a possibility of turning defeat into victory.
Unfortunately, his hope was quickly dashed. Another group of men in black came in from outside the hotel. One of them reported to the masked man: "Brother, the outside has been cleaned up, the fire hydrants are blocked, and the phone lines have been cut off. "
The masked man rubbed his hands and said with expectation in his tone: "Then let's get started. Take your people upstairs and invite all our distinguished guests down. Remember to be polite."
The man in black later nodded and led almost thirty people upstairs. Hase Ryosuke was desperate. These people were too well prepared and the security upstairs was definitely no match for them.
The man in black suddenly took out a Southern Type 14 pistol and asked him: "Sir, can you explain why you have this thing."
Hase Ryosuke could only keep his mouth shut, he would not say anything to the masked man.
The masked man smiled: "Come here, search everything on this kid. Pay attention, this guy should be able to fight."
Hase Ryosuke closed his eyes in despair and allowed the two men in black to take away his belongings, including the one million check that had not been warmed. He felt that it was better to die.
He had no ID, only two spare magazines, a few hundred dollars in his wallet, a handkerchief, and a check. He put these on the table with his mask on, as if he was thinking about something.
Just as the men in black opened fire and occupied the hall, Zhang Jingyao, who was on the sixth floor, quickly rolled off the bed and got under the bed. He did it in one go and was not as flexible as a person of his age.
"Chief of Staff, there are gunshots! Let them protect me! Hurry!" Zhang Jingyao howled at the top of his lungs, terrified.
Zhao Tinggui was so frightened that he hid in the closet with his butt stuck out, not paying attention to Zhang Jingyao's order. Fortunately, Zhang Jingyao's bodyguards were very competent and rushed into the room swarm.
"Overseer, it's the gunfire from downstairs. The Japanese have gone to the stairs to guard." The bodyguard pretended not to see the ugly appearance of the Overseer.
Zhang Jingyao stopped howling and said dubiously: "It's downstairs? What's going on? Didn't the Six Nations Hotel say it's absolutely safe here? I have to leave. Let's go quickly to the Japanese Consulate General."
The bodyguard advised: "Overseer, we don't know what's going on downstairs right now. It's still safe here for the time being. I think we can wait until the Six Nations Hotel informs us that it's safe before we leave."
Zhang Jingyao thought for a while and felt that what the bodyguard said made sense. If he happened to meet the shooter downstairs, he would have fallen into a trap.
He quickly ordered the bodyguard: "Okay, then wait here. By the way, call the Japanese Consulate General now and ask them to send troops to protect me immediately, just say someone wants to kill me!"
Zhang Jingyao knew that there was a small group of Japanese regular troops in the Consulate General. As long as the troops came, he would be safe. As for lying about military information, bah, his life was the most important.
The bodyguard reluctantly picked up the phone and prepared to answer the Japanese call, but there was no sound on the phone. He put it down and tried again, but the same thing happened.
"Overseer, there may be something wrong with the hotel's phone line and we can't make calls."
Zhang Jingyao's face turned pale. He was not a fool. Even if someone was shooting and causing trouble downstairs, there was no need to cut off the phone line. The other party was cutting off the Six Nations Hotel's communication with the outside world.
But after thinking about it, he felt that the people in Jinling did not dare to make such a big noise in the embassy area. The chairman did not have the courage. Maybe there was something wrong with the phone line. Zhang Jingyao hypnotized himself over and over again.
"Da da da da,"
Fierce gunfire rang out again downstairs, and it sounded closer than before. The bodyguards were vigilantly pressing their guns against the door. When they looked out, they saw panicked residents everywhere in the corridor.
Zhang Jingyao lowered his voice: "How's it going? What's going on outside? Can you ask someone to ask?"
The bodyguard put down his gun: "Overseer, it's too chaotic outside now, we'd better not go out."
Well, what else could he do? Zhang Jingyao was like a trapped animal, pacing back and forth anxiously in the room, praying in his heart that the commotion would pass quickly and that he would never come to the shitty Six Nations Hotel again.
But the gunshots did not stop, but got closer and closer. Zhang Jingyao felt that the situation was not good, so the bodyguards retreated to all corners of the room, aiming at the door.
I don't know how long it took, but the door was suddenly pushed open, and a man covered in blood fell to the ground.
The bodyguards were just about to shoot when they suddenly realized that this was the person sent by the Japanese to protect Zhang Jingyao. Just now, these people had all gone to the stairs to guard him. Why did it become like this?
"There are many gunmen outside, we can't stop them." The bloody man said this, and then closed his eyes.
Zhang Jingyao's hair stood on end. These Japanese were all action masters from the Special High School, at least better than his own bodyguards, but they couldn't stop such people. Who were the people outside?
The bodyguards knew that today was the time to repay Zhang Jingyao's kindness. Zhang Jingyao gave them big bowls of wine, large pieces of meat, gold, silver and jewelry, wasn't it just for today.
The bodyguards did not give up resistance. They piled various furniture in the room to the door and helped Zhang Jingyao into a corner to prevent him from being injured by stray bullets.
Looking at the actions of the bodyguards, Zhang Jiyao was moved to tears: "As long as we leave safely today, I will reward each of my brothers one hundred thousand yuan, but if I tell a lie, I, Zhang Jiyao, will be punished by heaven and earth."
There must be a brave man under a heavy reward, and the bodyguards are also working hard, preparing a lesson for the people outside. Everyone has guns, and it is not certain who will win.
Besides, the Six Nations Hotel is in the embassy district, so if there is such a big movement, the military police will come quickly. As long as they can block a wave of attacks, they have hope of surviving.
Everyone strained their ears to listen to what was going on outside. The gunshots stopped, the screams outside disappeared, and the corridor suddenly became quiet.
Could it be that the military police came and the other party retreated? The people in the room thought that this was probably the case. After all, the military police were regular troops, and ordinary thieves would definitely run away.
Just when Zhang Jingyao was about to give the order to go out and take a look, someone outside the door shouted loudly, making the people in the room completely despair.
"People inside, listen, give up resistance quickly, we only want money, otherwise we will throw grenades!"
As if afraid that Zhang Jingyao and the others would not believe it, the other party stretched out a hand from the crack in the door. In his hand was a genuine grenade, black and bright.
They were all veterans, and you could tell at a glance whether they were real or not. The bodyguards were silent, and Zhang Jingyao sat down on the ground, thinking it was over.
"I surrender, don't throw grenades, I surrender!" Zhao Tinggui suddenly crawled out of the closet, startling everyone.
Zhang Jingyao also thought clearly about the pros and cons, and quickly scolded the bodyguards: "You bastards, please spare our lives, why don't you surrender? Put down your guns quickly."
"Come out one by one, no one dares to move, grenades don't recognize people!" someone outside shouted again.
The bodyguards sighed and put down their guns, raising their heads with both hands. They originally wanted to grab the grenades, but they didn't give them a chance.
