House Dad’s Literary Life

1277 I Don't Ask For Trouble, But... (2/3)

Chapter 1277 Don't go looking for trouble, but... (23)

It would be great if he had a knife. With a knife in his body, Yang Yi's self-confidence can be raised to the point of arrogance! But this is just wishful thinking... Where can I find a knife in the toilet of the train station?

Yang Yi's eyes wandered to the only two trolley cases. He was thinking whether to remove the trolleys, but even if they were removed, these trolleys were not sharp enough, and he didn't have more time to polish them.

However, thinking of the word sharp, Yang Yi remembered something.

He unzipped the zipper of the trolley case, took out a beautifully packaged wooden box and opened it, and a pair of exquisitely carved crystal high-heeled shoes shining under the light appeared in his hands.

That's right, they are the pair of crystal high heels that Murphy bought when he was shopping in Gothenburg and Maria, which can only be admired as works of art!

Not to mention how expensive the material of this pair of high heels is, their shape is the kind of heel that exceeds fifteen centimeters, and the heel is very thin and pointed. If you are stepped on by this kind of high heels...

Forget it, I still don't want to, now Yang Yi has taken a fancy to the 18cm long heels of this pair of high heels. Obviously, such a length, such slenderness and sharpness, in the hands of an expert like Yang Yi, it is enough to be used as a military thorn!

"Honey, I'm sorry... Turn around, I'll buy you ten more pairs of crystal high-heeled shoes!" Yang Yi said silently in his heart.

With a strong hand, he broke the shoe into two pieces directly from the waist of the shoe!

In this way, he can still hold the polished and rounded upper part of the heel to exert force, and the long spikes go down at a fairly fast speed, which is terrible!

After finishing a handful of "army thorns", Yang Yi put the remaining half of the shoe and the other intact crystal high-heeled shoe back into the box... Pack it up, and stuff the trolley case into the innermost compartment, Yang Yi Ready to go out and find out.

Before going out, Yang Yi whispered to Murphy in the headset: "Okay, I'll go out and have a look, don't worry, I'll be fine."

"Hmm..." Murphy's voice was very small, and it came through the earphones. In order not to worry Yang Yi, she suppressed her desire to cry, and said softly, "You...you should also be careful."

...

When the door was opened, Yang Yi carefully checked it with Murphy's makeup mirror, but when he went out, he felt the completely different chilling atmosphere outside and the smell of blood that had already permeated. Yang Yi realized that his Every cell in my body is trembling.

Not nervous, not scared...but excited!

"Are you eager to fight?" Yang Yi said to himself secretly in his heart.

But he was very calm, telling himself in his heart: "Don't forget, you are no longer alone, you are no longer alone in this world!"

Yang Yi avoids the location of the surveillance cameras - this is his habit, every time he goes to a place, he glances, and all the locations and angles of the surveillance cameras will be remembered in his heart. Walking out of the toilet side passage a little distance, Yang Yi hid behind a potted plant, still using the vanity mirror to secretly check the situation outside.

Just as Yang Yi guessed, the waiting hall of the station was in a mess, all the tourists and station staff were detained here, and, no matter in the hall or upstairs, there were gunmen in gray trench coats staring at them!

"There are about seventeen...eighteen people here. However, there should be some people who don't know where to hide." Yang Yi silently counted.

Don't think it's a movie, there are still some people lying in a pool of blood on the ground, look at the clothes, some are station guards, some are station staff, and many are dressed as tourists... A lot of people died, but there are still Some were still struggling and screaming in pain.

Because of this, some people mustered up their courage and walked towards these gray-clothed men foolishly.

Although cries, screams, and noise filled the station, it was difficult for Yang Yi to hear what they were talking about, but judging from their gestures, these stupid people were trying to ask those "executors" to rescue those who were still alive. Struggling injured.

Yang Yi's expression was as indifferent as in his previous life, but his heart was sighing: "It's really naive, don't put yourself in it!"

Perhaps, Yang Yi would still be so indifferent that he would not sacrifice his and his family's lives for these people, but his ordinary life in the past few years still gave him the compassion of ordinary people.

Seeing that the "fire of war" did not spread to his side, Yang Yi took out his mobile phone to check the report on today's incident.

I have to say that Western TV and media reports are really powerful. The overseas version of Weibo and Facebook, which Yang Yi sent people to establish, and the official accounts of those media are also constantly following up on the progress of the matter.

"XXXX took hostages at the Paris train station and called on the presidents of France and the United States to request the release of 1,000 felons from Island X."

Seeing this, Yang Yi secretly sighed in his heart: "Sure enough, it's not a good thing. How can you be so unlucky to meet the most difficult group of tough bones in the world?"

There are also dynamic photos. Yang Yi can see that the surrounding area of ​​the train station has been heavily surrounded by French military police, and the helicopters of the media are also hovering around. However, due to the brutality of the men in gray, no one has taken any action yet.

"If so many hostages are rescued, there will be countless deaths and injuries?" Yang Yi thought, "The repeated offenders on Island X will definitely not be released. We can only watch the police wrestle with these people to see who can win... ..."

But Yang Yi thought of the attack on a certain opera house in this city that he had heard about in his previous life. Even if the attacker was killed, hundreds of hostages were killed in the chaos.

Yang Yi thought it over, no matter what he did, he couldn't let Murphy and the children out.

But at this moment, a sudden burst of intense gunshots echoed in the huge space of the station, which shocked Yang Yi and brought his thoughts back. Sure enough, the gray-clothed man became impatient with those upright people, so he picked up the automatic rifle in his arms and fired at the ceiling.

There was another burst of screaming and crying in the station, but fortunately, Yang Yi just fell down when he saw those people, and the man in gray who shot did not shoot anyone.

But this burst of shooting made the man in gray even more arrogant, and they all laughed loudly.

This group of gray-clothed people was still organized. Someone yelled a few times upstairs, and their triumphant laughter calmed down.

Yang Yi can understand what they say, and Yang Yi can basically understand Semitic languages.

However, the next moment, the radio at the station suddenly rang. This time the speaker was speaking in English, and what he meant was nothing more than admonishing the hostages to lie on the ground obediently and obey their arrangements.

But Yang Yi could still hear that this person spoke in a very calm tone, quite like a commander!

"Did the key person of these people go to the control center of the station?" Yang Yi thought secretly, and a pair of dark eyes appeared in his head, "He should be there too? Could it be just now?" The person who spoke?"

Yang Yi was not interested in exploring this issue. He took his mobile phone and continued to follow the progress of the negotiations leaked from the media.

"As long as you don't go near the toilet, I don't care how you beat me." Yang Yi thought to himself.

...

However, even if Yang Yi wanted to stay out of the matter, others wanted to lick the lion's head!

Suddenly, two men in gray, with guns in hand, walked towards him while talking.

Your uncle...

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