As soon as the gunshots were fired, the East Asia Club became a mess. Members rushed to the elevator and wanted to leave. A group of section chiefs, directors, and directors behaved in an ugly manner, swearing at women and raising fists.
Fortunately, the elevator lady was very dedicated, or had some training, and sent the crying members down one by one, and finally raised the empty elevator up, which was very professional.
After the gunfight broke out, Gu Qi was dragged under the table by Director Li. As a former soldier, after listening to the fierce fighting for a while, Director Li's face didn't look good, fearing that something was going to happen.
He lowered his voice: "Both sides are armed with Browning high-power pistols. Secretary Shen has exposed it, leaving Qingshan alive without fear of running out of firewood. Should we retreat first and then make plans?"
From the moment he entered the East Asia Club, Zuo Zhong's confrontation with the other party was startling at every step. The verbal exchanges between the two sides were swords and swords, especially the smell of political struggle contained in them. He really couldn't afford to interfere with the matter between the Chairman and Dean Wang. .
Gu Qi shook his head and looked around: "Liang Yuandong had a good attitude when he left just now. The shootout should be East Asia Club's own business. Let's look at the situation. We came together, so we have to leave together. If the top is blamed on the bottom, we If you can't afford to suffer, you will die because you are greedy for life and afraid of death."
His words were both soft and hard, warning Director Li not to think wildly. Escape from battle would be a serious crime no matter where he was, let alone a paramilitary department like the Secret Service.
A bunch of psychos!
After listening to this, Director Li squatted down on the ground and scolded Gu Qi like crazy. What's the use of the two of them staying here? Are they using their bodies to block the gun?
That's a Browning pistol. One shot, let alone flesh and blood, will make them useless even if they have bronze heads and iron arms. They can only lose their lives in vain.
In fact, Gucci was far from as relaxed as he seemed. The shootout might be a matter of the club, but would it involve the section chief? Bullets don't have eyes, and there are too many accidents on the battlefield.
After a while, the gunshots finally stopped, but they rang out again soon, one after another at a very slow rate. Gu Qi knew that someone was clearing the battlefield. He counted the additional gunshots and estimated the number of casualties.
"One...five...fifteen..." The more he counted, the more worried he became. The gun battle was very tragic.
The two of them were holding the table on their heads, each with their own thoughts in mind. Director Li thought for a long time, gritted his teeth and picked up a table knife from the ground. This way at least he was not unarmed and could still fight when in danger.
Gu Qi noticed his actions and was a little dumbfounded. If he was really in danger, kneeling down to beg for mercy would be more effective than this knife. Having an offensive weapon would easily attract attention and trouble.
Just as he was about to give Director Li a few words of advice, he heard someone outside shouting: "Director Li? Director Liu? You are already safe. Mr. Shen, please come over. There are some things for the two officers to handle."
Gu Qi and Director Li looked outside through the tablecloth. The person speaking was a club staff member. Director Li felt that he should not respond easily. The situation outside is complicated now. What if it is Liang Yuandong's trap? It is best to be cautious in everything.
Then he thought that Director Liu next to him was a confidant named Zuo. He would definitely respond when he heard what the other party said. Don't let this guy get involved. But when he turned around, he realized that it was already too late.
Gu Qi directly pushed the table above his head: "We are here, is Mr. Shen safe?"
He thought very clearly that Liang Yuandong didn't need traps to deal with them, and this was his territory. How long could he hide under a table? If he stretched his neck, he would also shrink his neck. It was better to get out quickly and die quickly.
Thank God, Muranaka Koichi breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the response. He was really afraid that these two people had escaped, and he could not let Mr. Shen personally direct the battle. That was not what a noble man should do.
Looking at the pale-faced two distinguished guests and ignoring the toy knife in one of their hands, he stepped forward two steps and said, "Master Shen asked me to invite you two to come over. Please hurry up and follow me. Time is a little tight."
Muranaka Koichi raised his hand and looked at his watch. It took an hour to get from Renxin Hospital to the East Asia Hotel. They had less than half an hour left to arrange an attack. After saying that, they immediately turned around and led the way.
Now, the two of them had no choice but to follow each other. On the way, Gu Qi sniffed. There was a smell of gunpowder on this person's body. It should have been caused by the gun battle. What happened just now.
When the three of them arrived at the scene of the gunfight, Gu Qi's hair stood on end. The next second, he pretended to be uncomfortable and retched several times. Director Li's reaction was even worse. He stood there, almost wanting to leave first.
Zuo Zhong in the office heard footsteps outside, took a look, and immediately shouted: "Are you okay? Hurry up and contact my people and ask them to cooperate with Boss Liang's people."
This was said without a beginning or end, and he did not explain what happened in the previous gunfight, but Gu Qi responded quickly: "Okay Secretary Shen, how about we separate a few people to protect you and Boss Liang."
He saw seven or eight injured guards along the way. Combined with the corpses on the ground, Gu Qi was keenly aware that the East Asia Club's security force was very empty, and it was a good opportunity to take advantage of it.
There was a smile in Zuo Zhong's eyes and a hint of panic in his tone: "Hurry up and let them come up directly. Mad, that bastard from Jinjiang dared to betray you. Fortunately, Boss Liang was prepared."
Liang Yuandong chuckled: "You should follow Murakami Koichi, call the hospital, give orders to the Empire, and return to my hometown. My people will obey orders."
As for Secretary Shen's mobilization of manpower, he didn't care. If he encountered such a thing, he would mobilize men. Secretary Shen was a trustworthy partner and he was not worried about his own safety.
Zuo Zhong and Gu Qi cooperated very well and exchanged information quietly. Gu Qi finally knew what had just happened. Jinjiang rebelled? He guessed that this matter had something to do with the section chief.
Sooner or later, Jinjiang rebelled. It was such a coincidence that they rebelled as soon as they arrived at the club. Gu Qi nodded and walked out with Director Li. Muranaka Koichi followed them after bowing.
Muranaka Haoichi, Gu Qi, and Director Li walked into the elevator. Muranaka Haoyi turned his back to them and controlled the elevator. Gu Qi raised his lips slightly. As long as the intelligence department personnel came up, Liang Yuandong had no choice but to be arrested. The case would not have much suspense.
The elevator went down level by level. The customers on other floors seemed not to hear the gunshots and were still enjoying life leisurely in the East Asia Hotel. Those guests who escaped were smart and said nothing.
When he first arrived, Director Li felt that the elevator was moving too fast, and now he felt that it was moving too slowly. He didn't want to stay here for a second. After an unknown amount of time, the elevator made a clanging sound and stopped steadily.
Muranaka Koichi did not open the elevator immediately, but looked outside cautiously, and made sure there was no ambush before he hurriedly left the East Asia Hotel with the two of them.
But standing at the door of the hotel, the three of them stared at each other. Where are Mr. Shen's people? How are they going to contact these people? They can't shout loudly. Villager Hao Yi and Director Li looked at Gu Qi.
Gu Qi looked around and didn't find a familiar figure. What should he do? After thinking about it, he looked at Muranaka Koichi and said, "Please shoot into the sky immediately. Our men will rush over when they hear the sound of gunfire."
It was a good idea, although it was a bit risky. Muranaka Hiroshi nodded, pulled out his pistol, and under the horrified looks of the people around him, fired a shot into the night sky, scaring the pedestrians all over the street to flee.
"boom!"
Gunshots? Wu Chunyang, who was resting against the wall, jumped up and stood up straight. At the same time, other agents also grabbed the weapons around them. He was not the only one who heard the sound.
Then a little spy on lookout ran in with a solemn expression: "Chief Wu, a shot was fired from the direction of the East Asia Hotel. One shot, it should be a short gun."
"Click."
Fu Ling, who was on the side, loaded her gun and asked, "What should I do? Could it be that the section chief and the others were exposed? There was only one gunshot. It's too late to save people now. We can't wait any longer."
Wu Chunyang frowned, thought for a few seconds and shook his head decisively: "No, if the identity is exposed, there won't be just one gunshot. The section chief and the others are three people. I don't know Director Li, but the section chief and deputy section chief Gu are definitely not He will be captured without hesitation, this gunshot is not a firefight, it is a message!"
Speaking of this, he became more and more sure and looked up at Fu Ling: "I will take two people to check the situation. You will lead the team to respond. If you need to attack forcefully, remember not to hold back and not be soft-hearted."
After saying that, without waiting for Fu Ling to speak, she immediately picked two agents and walked out. Thomson under the coat was loaded and ready to fire. Wu Chunyang walked neither fast nor slow, observing the surrounding area with his eyes.
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The following is to prevent (ah) theft, and the rest of the text is in (the author's words). The number of words is exactly the same, so it won't cost anyone more money.
My heart hurts so much that I asked for annual leave from the company. I need to go to bed early because I can’t stay up late anymore, so I can change to the main text during the day.
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For example, my memory of childhood summer, now in the city, there is still a faint light from a firefly, leading me to pursue it and miss it deeply.
The sun is indeed a bit big. If you squint at the sky, it is brighter than the sunflowers in the field. However, the wind blew from the hills and fields, carrying with it the scent of herbs on the earth, cooling the young man's heart. Looking up at the sky again, there are thick white clouds in the sky, like a camel walking slowly.
The young man walked to the well, which was an old well in the village. He took the clear water and drank it, which instantly moistened his internal organs. The boy grew up drinking the well water in the village. The well water in the village gave the boy a pair of clear eyes.
The undulating mountain ridges of the village, the tall trees, and the hard rocks are filled with water that is constantly gathering and flowing underground. The water is filled with the crisscrossing blood vessels of the land.
A well was dug, and the clear water was like a baby's eyes suddenly opening, and the whole countryside became vivid and bright.
In the village, men smoked cigarettes under the trees, old people passing by covered their chests and coughed, old cows returning home at dusk were being led on their way home, and mother's long voice floated in the evening wind: Secret Service.
