1280 Brushing Off Clothes when Things Are over, Hiding Merit and Fame (2/3)

Chapter 1280 Flick off your clothes after the matter, and hide your merits and fame (23)

In the monitoring room, the voice of the leader of the man in gray yelling at the phone was buzzing, and when he said he was excited, he even waved his arm. And beside him, a person is watching the developments in the media closely with a small computer that he carries, and another person is closely watching the surveillance cameras on the wall. There are some surveillance cameras that may be broken into by someone. The camera has been closely watched by him.

In addition to these three people, there is also a man in gray who is in charge of combat. When the knock on the door rang, he was sitting near the door, holding a rifle in both hands. When he heard the knock on the door, he grabbed it He drew his rifle and stood up vigilantly.

"Who?" he asked in a deep voice.

"Take the big guy, didn't XXX say it?" A familiar Semitic voice came in. Although the voice was a little impatient, the words still made him breathe a sigh of relief.

At the same time, the leader who was on the phone also covered the microphone in front of him, and reached out to greet him to open the door, with an impatient expression, as if he was worried that their words would interfere with his negotiation.

The vigilant gray-clothed man didn't dare to be negligent, and hurriedly vacated a hand to pull the door. The gray windbreaker that caught his eye also made him relax his vigilance further.

However, when the gray-clothed man in front of him raised his head and showed a face that was completely different from theirs, the gray-clothed man in charge of security suddenly realized that something was wrong, but he only had time to open his eyes, and the look in the brown pupils had already disappeared for a moment. The moment froze, and he could no longer speak.

Yang Yi's sharp eyes pierced through the suddenly drooping shoulders, looking at the boss who was still busy negotiating, and the technicians on both sides who were watching the screen intently.

That's right, Yang Yi pretended to be the man in gray. He put on the windbreaker of the man in gray outside the door, and even put on his headgear. Even, just now, at lightning speed, he directly shot the man in gray from the chin in front of him. The daggers that were inserted everywhere and accurately pierced the brainstem and medulla oblongata were all found on the man in gray outside the door!

After calmly finishing off the first gray-clothed man, Yang Yi tightly grasped the other man's arm with his left hand like iron tongs, firmly supported his figure, and blocked the sight of himself from inside. And Yang Yi's right hand slowly let go of the handle of the dagger, touched his waist slightly, and pulled out the sharp machete.

Two drops of blood dripped, one smeared on the windbreaker Yang Yi was wearing, and the other fell silently on the ground.

In the monitoring room, the other three people didn't realize it. Even the leader who was on the phone waved at Yang Yi, signaling him to stand there and wait until he finished the call.

But Yang Yi has already recognized that the boss who is on the phone is the man with the dark eyes that he never forgets!

Maybe it was because the negotiation was once again met with a strong rebuttal, his eyes were filled with hatred, and the crazy and vicious light flickered again.

"You don't have to wait for half an hour, I'll let you guys see what happens if you piss me off!" The leader knocked down the microphone angrily.

He shouted cursingly in the monitoring room: "Choose ten hostages for me and pull them out..."

Maybe he was a little too angry, and he forgot to give orders on the radio, but the boss didn't care anymore, he reached out and pressed a microphone on the console, which was received by their people from the control room, and they could directly talk to broadcast throughout the station.

The almost crazy boss attracted the attention of his two assistants. They couldn't help turning their heads to look at their boss. At this moment, Yang Yi knew that his chance had come!

"XXX! Listen to my order, now..." The sound of the radio in the station could be clearly transmitted to the monitoring room.

And the leader, who was spitting into the microphone with red eyes, didn't notice at all that the two assistants behind him had their heads twisted behind them at a strange angle, and they fell silently on their chairs.

"Catch ten people, no, twenty..." The voice of the radio stopped abruptly, and there was no more sound, leaving only a puzzling silence.

Of course, the passengers and hostages in the station were all terrified, lying on the ground trembling, but there was no order below, and the gray-clothed men in charge of guarding the station did not know where to start.

Arrests?

What are you arresting?

How do they know? The leader whom I admired had his neck wiped and was lying in a pool of blood in the monitoring room!

Yang Yi didn't make any unnecessary movements. After approaching the boss very neatly, he covered his mouth and swiped his machete. The world was clean!

"There are so many words..." Yang Yi glanced coldly at the eyes of the KBFZ leader who once made him fearful, and thought to himself.

I thought it was so strong! It turned out to be just a scumbag.

However, after killing the four people in the monitoring room, Yang Yi was too late to be happy. He also moved in the body of the guard outside the door and closed the door.

There were three men in gray going upstairs. Although Yang Yi had enough time to escape, he didn't have enough time to destroy all the surveillance videos.

So, without doing anything, Yang Yi decided to ambush the next three people!

Of course, Yang Yi didn't try to be brave, and he was able to assassinate the four people in the monitoring room without a gun. That's because he played a psychological battle and hit the other party's defenseless state. Moreover, among these four people, two are technicians and have no combat effectiveness at all.

But Yang Yi didn't think he could use a knife to deal with three militants with live ammunition face to face.

Therefore, Yang Yi also picked up the gun this time.

Fortunately, he found a silencer pistol on the console. The experienced Yang Yi not only took the gun with gloves on, but also wrapped his wrist with a man's turban and wrapped it tightly. windbreaker.

As Yang Yi expected, although Yang Yi imitated the leader's voice to make the other party relax, the moment the door of the monitoring room opened, the bloody aura that escaped still made the leader in gray stare. eyes.

However, it was only at this time that I realized something was wrong, and it was too late!

Yang Yi, who was hiding behind the door and pretending to be a guard, raised his hand like lightning, and shot two shots with "Puff, puff". The forehead got in!

The gray-clothed man at the head was exactly what Yang Yi thought, he made a panicked dodging movement, if Yang Yi shot him, he might not be able to hit the vital point.

But Yang Yi had already settled everything. When the other party hurriedly squatted down to avoid him, he put away the gun in his right arm, held the Gurkha machete upside down in his left hand, and swung his body.

In terms of marksmanship, Yang Yi dare not say that he is very good.

But when it comes to sword skills, Yang Yi doesn't believe that there are many people who are more powerful than himself in this world.

Therefore, the gray-clothed man at the head was not immune to the moonlight-like silver light. He dropped his gun, covered his bleeding neck, and fell to the ground with two groans.

"Slag..." Yang Yi sighed faintly.

There is still a trace of unsatisfactory resentment.

...

A quarter of an hour later, a media reporter waved his mobile phone ecstatically and rushed to the military and police headquarters, which was laying a net.

Five minutes later, special forces and police who were ready broke into the Paris train station, which had been controlled by the KBFZ for more than an hour, from all directions.

Smoke bombs and flash bombs continued to explode, and the intense gunshots could be heard clearly in the far away reporter area.

An hour later, on TV, the host reported sadly: "...the curtain finally came to an end. According to incomplete statistics, more than 60 station workers and tourists were killed and more than 100 people were injured. During the tough battle of the police Unfortunately, six policemen were hit by stray bullets, and the rescue failed and died. In addition, more than ten military policemen were injured and are currently undergoing emergency rescue..."

However, when the host and an "expert" were discussing whether it was appropriate for the police to abandon the negotiation and choose to attack the station directly, their TV station got an unconfirmed news.

The host started broadcasting again excitedly: "We learned from the front that the police found XXX equivalent explosives in the station. Fortunately, these explosives were not loaded with detonators and were not detonated. Otherwise, the consequences would be disastrous..."

But in any case, a "successful" rescue operation still made people who followed the incident a sigh of relief, and they began to light candles on social media and pray for the injured tourists and police.

At this moment, in the train station where the gunpowder smoke has not cleared, Yang Yi and Murphy, who just came out of the toilet, got into the ambulance driven in by the ambulance personnel. Both his and Murphy's clothes were dusty and their hair was messy. , with an undecided look on his face.

Both Xixi and Xiaotong were held in their father's arms, and their heads were still covered by their big hands. Except for the alarm sound coming from their ears, the two little guys couldn't see anything at all.

Xixi is still very well-behaved, she vaguely sensed that something was wrong, the frightened little girl just wanted to hug her father and bury her head in his thick chest, only in this way could she feel a little safe.

And Xiao Tongtong is very skinny, the little guy doesn't know what he has just experienced, and when he heard the siren of the ambulance, he couldn't help writhing in his father's arms, but unfortunately, he couldn't break free from his father's arms. big hand.

"Hmm... Jiao Fang Che, um, I want to see Jiao Fang Che..." The little guy yelled sullenly as he was covered on his father's stomach.