Chapter 31 Filling Gasoline

In the monitoring room of the Lower Manhattan Hospital, seven bloody corpses were dragged aside by the kidnappers, but the bloody marks on the ground were not cleaned up, reminding others that a massacre had just happened here. The CNN reporter who was in charge of the filming was stunned by this cruel scene, and Nene didn't know what to do for a long time?

The brainy Locke frowned as he stared at several large screens in the monitoring room. The trouble Zhou Qingfeng caused him was far from being as simple as killing seven of his subordinates.

For this kidnapping operation, Locke started planning since he was released from prison. For two months, he recruited a total of 24 outlaws to participate. If it was just street kidnapping, he wouldn't need so many people at all, but the sudden situation has made his manpower stretched.

There are only seventeen people under Locke's men now, of which there are only fifteen left except for him and his younger brother. Naturally, it is impossible to control hundreds of hostages in a huge hospital with such a small number of people. If you add a policeman who makes trouble inside, it will be even more troublesome!

All Locke can do now is to put a few powerful bombs among the hostages to scare the police, otherwise if the police storm in, he will be ashes long ago. But the question now is how to deal with the Hugo officer who was in the underground parking lot of the hospital?

To be honest, Zhou Qingfeng killed seven men in a row. This fierce situation caught Locke by surprise, and he himself felt that Zhou Qingfeng was really brave. After thinking again and again, he walked from the monitoring room to another room next door, where Lena Fox, the central figure in the whole kidnapping case, was being held.

Miss Fox is enjoying her last supper at the moment, and she has handed over the super-administrative authority of the consortium's central computer. As long as the transfer of authority is completed, it will be her doomsday.

"Miss Fox, how did you feel about dinner?" Locke stepped in front of Lena Fox, grabbed a bottle of red wine on the dining table and glanced at it, and asked, "Red Face..., what kind of wine is this?"

"Put it down, that's my wine. Don't contaminate it." Lena Fox remained calm and graceful. She put down the small fork in her hand, wiped her mouth with a napkin, and said, "There should be three hours before the transfer of authority ends. Can't you wait to kill me?"

"No, no, it's not your problem, it's mine. I want to ask the policeman who rescued you, the guy you called Victor Hugo, what's the origin? Could it be from the New York Emergency Service Team? SWAT? Or some great character?"

Looking at Locke's distressed look, Lena Fox's eyes lit up, and she asked calmly, "It seems that Officer Hugo has caused you a lot of trouble."

Locke immediately shook his big head, raised his fingers and waved in denial: "No, it's not a problem. Now the elevator has stopped working, and all passages and entrances are stared by my people. He is blocked by me now. Can't go anywhere in the underground parking lot.

I've already planned to fill the underground parking lot with gasoline, and then just throw a match in it, and the damn policeman will not be suffocated to death, but will also be burned into a suckling pig. "

"But he's not dead, isn't he?" Lena Fox raised her head proudly and said with a smile, "Just now someone said they would send someone to kill the Hugo officer right away, but now they say they'll fill up with gasoline. I bet you send The people who went there are already dead, and there are still a lot of people who died, right?"

Snapped……!

The big-headed Locke slapped Lena Fox in the face with a slap, and the slap knocked her to the ground. The somewhat neurotic bandit leader twisted his body uncomfortably, and said angrily: "Miss Fox, it's really unpleasant to chat with you. Well, I admit that the damn policeman killed seven of me, he made me angry, angry !

So this time the game is over, I'm going to change the rules and burn him with gasoline, I'll see what he can do this time? He is absolutely dead,

Dead! "

After Locke roared, he turned and left. Raj, the former bodyguard in charge of guarding, held a pistol and sat aside and said with a sneer, "Miss Fox, I know you have always been arrogant, but you shouldn't provoke my brother, he has a bad temper."

Lena Fox struggled to get up from the ground, there were already two red slap prints on her face, and the corners of her mouth even bleed. She stroked her messy hair nonchalantly, and said with a smile, "I can't ask too much of a dying person. And even if I'm going to die, I will never bow my head to anyone."

Raj really had nothing to do with Lena Fox, and the pretty Miss Fox went on to eat her last supper. She slowly tasted the several dishes in front of her with a calm expression. It was not until she ate a special hard core from the cherries that adorned the dishes that she had a little more hope in her heart that she might escape.

"The next thing is to see the little policeman. Only when he stirs up more damage and creates more chaos will I be able to escape." Lena Fox put the hard core in the corner of her mouth and continued to take it slow. After eating her dinner, she was praying that Zhou Qingfeng would cooperate with her to escape.

At this moment, Zhou Qingfeng, who was in the underground parking lot, has changed a lot. He lost his police cap. Although he was still wearing a police uniform, he was wearing a tactical vest that was touched from a corpse. There was even a pungent bloody smell on the vest, but he couldn't care less.

Zhou Qingfeng's tactical vest pocket contained a total of eight magazines, an M4A1 carbine in his hand, and a Glock 17 in the quick-draw holster on his thigh.

At this moment, Zhou Qingfeng looked fierce and murderous. Although his face was still immature at the age of 18, his whole personality changed drastically. With a few lives in hand, he looked sharp and arrogant.

The ability of 'innate talent' made him progress very fast. After a few fights, he felt that his family's knowledge of firearms had skyrocketed. At first, he didn't know how to use an M1911A1, but now he's holding an M4A1, but he feels like a gun. That familiar feeling is like playing with it for more than ten years.

However, Zhou Qingfeng still couldn't escape from the underground parking lot on the first floor. No matter whether he walked through the fire escape or the driveway, there were two or three kidnappers blocking him. These guys didn't come down either. Anyway, they blocked the intersection and prevented him from going out, and then the gasoline was poured in.

Seeing the gasoline, Zhou Qingfeng instantly understood the sinister intentions of the kidnappers. These bastards are only afraid that he is the one who has broken his guts. He has killed seven of them one after another. No one can guarantee that they are not the eighth, so they would rather use stupid methods to deal with Zhou Qingfeng.

The gasoline that the kidnappers poured in was not much, but as long as the gasoline was ignited, it would consume a lot of oxygen in the underground parking lot. At that time, Zhou Qingfeng will not be burned to death, but will also suffocate to death.

The smell of gasoline was getting stronger and stronger, Zhou Qingfeng immediately knew that he had to rush out, rush out as soon as possible! If you don't leave, you will die.

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