Xie Yu, who was hiding on one side of the wall, was a little frightened. He took a breath first and felt the help of the gourd mark.
Xie Yucai groped around his body twice to confirm that he was not injured. However, after touching the tactical vest on his body, Xie Yu somewhat understood what was going on.
Maybe some police colleagues saw Xie Yu's naked upper body and the tactical vest he was wearing, and thought he was one of those gangsters.
Thinking of this, Xie Yu, who wanted to say hello and express his achievements, was a little dumbfounded. This is nothing, it can be regarded as a flood that washed away the Dragon King Temple!
However, just when Xie Yu was about to unbutton the gangster's tactical vest, Xie Yu suddenly heard a large number of footsteps coming from the rooftop.
The footsteps were heavy, dense, and hurried. They were definitely not female hostages. The most likely possibility at this time was that some gangsters discovered Xie Yu's actions and arranged troops to pursue Xie Yu.
Think about it, although these gangsters are all scum of society, from the information collected by Xie Yu, these people also received pre-job military assault training in order to rob Zhongfu Securities Company's bearer bonds worth more than 100 million.
If it weren't for the SWAT team of the police station downstairs and Officer Bald John of the New York Major Crimes Unit, Xie Yu wouldn't have taken advantage of him. If they had reacted, they would have retaliated in anger.
At this time, the surveillance of the Nakatomi Securities building must have been stolen by the gangsters. They could detect the movement of the police helicopter, and naturally they would have imagined that some hostages ran to the rooftop and tried to escape.
Thinking of this, Xie Yu knew that this inevitable behavior of breaking up would fall into his own hands again.
At this time, Xie Yu first let out a sullen breath, then checked the weapons and equipment on his body, loaded the gun and loaded the bullet as quickly as possible.
However, at this moment, Xie Yu saw the vz61 Scorpion submachine pistol seized from the pocket man and the tactical vest on his body, and a bold idea suddenly came to him.
However, as the footsteps approached, Xie Yu had no time to perfect his bold idea. In such a closed situation, he only had two or three guns in his hand, if not for some sudden measures.
Although Xie Yu was very confident in his skills, he also knew that he was shooting at the gangsters downstairs who were armed with heavy firepower. He would probably kill two or three of them and then be shot to death by them again.
Thinking of those beautiful but unfortunate female hostages, Xie Yu quickly took off some clothes and sundries and threw them here with the old Springfield rifle.
Then, Xie Yu held the seized Glock 23 pistol in front of him with one hand, and hid the VZ61 Scorpion submachine pistol in his back with a dagger.
As soon as Xie Yu walked down the simple stairs on the rooftop, he saw many shadowy things coming towards him.
Xie Yu quickly lay down, stretched out one leg, and placed the Glock 23 pistol on the ground an arm's length away from him. After holding himself in with the gourd mark, Xie Yu began to hum softly.
"Oh...oh, help...help...someone help me, please...save...my life..."
The sound was not loud, but after Xie Yu deliberately disguised it, and in this environment, those who wanted to hear it could naturally hear it.
Sure enough, a head emerged from the corner, and he happened to see Xie Yu, who was pretending to be injured and moaning.
He was startled at first, and then saw Xie Yu's clothes and the pistol not far in front of him. But because Xie Yu was leaning against the wall, the gangster didn't see Xie Yu's face clearly.
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