Nine Hundred and Sixty-Six: Now, Welcome to Hell

There were 700 to 800 people in the stock exchange at the scene. When they heard the number 10 on the screen, in fact, some people did not dare to gamble, and each of them wanted to run away.

But I'm afraid that if they run away, they will be looked down upon by others, saying that they don't trust the police in their own country enough, saying they have no guts!

This feeling of always seeing other people's faces alive is really painful and tangled.

I am afraid of bombs, but I am even more afraid of other people's colored glasses being subject to secular responsibilities.

"9!"

In the video, the clown counts.

Someone's heart was beating violently. Looking at the policemen who were not moving around, as well as the security team, seeing that they seemed to be very confident, gave him some confidence in the citizens.

"8!"

The section chief said directly to the screen: "Don't count, if there is a bomb, just blow it up."

"7!"

Various groups of people around panicked, and immediately, one or two couldn't stand the oppression of this tense atmosphere, and turned around and prepared to run outside.

But those lurking policemen came and blocked him: "Excuse me, where are you going? Please accept our inspection."

"6!"

"What are you checking? They're going to detonate the bomb. If you don't leave, it will be too late!" The man panicked, sweating profusely, and wanted to rush out.

His words made the already frightened crowd even more eager/moved.

"Stop, please accept our inspection." The police officer simply drew out his pistol and pointed at him and yelled.

"5!"

The guy who was about to escape couldn't hold back when he saw the big screen counting to 5. But being pointed at again, he had to hand over his suitcase of documents to the police.

After the police took a look, there was no problem.

"Can I go?" The guy quickly grabbed his bag and rushed outside.

After he took the lead, those inside couldn't bear the threat of strangers anymore.

To be honest, no one dared to bet on whether there was a bomb, if there was, it would be death!

But if not, they won't get any rewards, so, who wants to take risks?

For a while, at least thirty or fifty people were preparing to evacuate.

But how could the police let them go so smoothly, what if the gangsters got in and escaped?

But their investigation delayed the time for these people to leave.

"4!"

There was cold sweat on the chief's forehead, but he still couldn't help asking the bomb disposal team: "Is there really no problem?"

"Don't worry." The bomb squad turned around and said to all the crowd: "We swear in the name of God, this place is safe! Very safe! From yesterday to today, we have always had police guarding here, just to prevent anyone from letting go." Bombs are coming in, we can guarantee that no bombs will come in here, and the people from the Ministry of National Defense also guarantee that there are not so many bombs that can be used by strangers! They just want to create panic in the country, so that we can have a good understanding of the land of mercenaries. The war is overwhelmed, everyone is a reasonable adult, you should be clear about their purpose!"

The person who satirized the stranger before should go to hell shouted angrily at this time: "They are right, if there is a bomb, it will go off long ago, and fools will remind us to evacuate, and the stranger is doing this, just to let us We are afraid and panic. This is what they want to challenge the trust between our citizens and the police. I believe that experts and our country's special police, if in this world, even American experts can't determine whether there is a bomb, There is no security team in the world that can be trusted."

"3!" The screen was still counting.

Everyone in the audience looked at each other face to face, and each swallowed their saliva.

"2!"

Some people even hugged each other and wanted to run out, but the police outside seemed to want to prove that their words were correct and prevent the citizens inside from going out.

Some directly curled up in a corner; some called their own law and confessed something;

"1!"

When the number was read out by the clown on the screen, everyone immediately closed their eyes and covered their ears with their hands for fear of an explosion.

Some even screamed sharply, so that they could vent their inner fear.

but.

The explosion did not follow.

After two full seconds, the section chief and the security team breathed a sigh of relief.

The hands of the security team were covered in cold sweat.

The section chief's entire back was soaked.

"Look." The angry youth suddenly said loudly, "There is nothing."

Just when everyone let go of the heart in their throats, all of a sudden.

The zipper on that angry young jacket, the metal on his belt, the cell phone he put on the crotch of his pants bag, and the gold earrings he was wearing exploded at the same time!

Boom!

As if a sniper rifle shot through his heart, he suddenly paused, and then fell to the ground. His crotch, chest, and ears were blown to pieces, and he was lying in a bloody mess. on the ground.

"Have you ever felt the desolation on the battlefield? If not, I will show you to experience it. Now, welcome to hell!" At this time, the clown's cold voice came out from the screen.

Then in the sky, the sky full of clown playing cards slowly slid down.

The section chief and those members of the security team looked up at the playing cards falling from the sky, and were stunned for a while.

There was chaos erupting all around, and everyone hurriedly rushed outside, overthrowing the blocking policemen and trampling on them.

It's just that when they ran to the gate of the stock exchange, those automatic sensor door steel plates exploded.

The shattered glass shards directly hit their faces and bodies densely, and everyone in the venue had metal materials in their hands or bags, and all of them exploded at this moment. Even the frame of the big screen exploded and the LCD screen was broken, and the huge screen fell slowly from the sky, directly crushing four or five citizens who couldn't run away and crushed to death.

The section chief took out his mobile phone and was about to call an ambulance to come again, but just as his mobile phone was placed next to his ear, it suddenly exploded, blasting his entire head like a watermelon.

Welcome to hell!

Looking at the hall of the stock exchange from a high altitude at this time, it is not an exaggeration to describe it as a scene of hell. The entire venue is full of blood, and some people's broken arms and legs are immersed in blood.

The screams were hoarse and full of despair.

People outside wanted to rush in, but the floor-to-ceiling glass around them exploded and they were all blown away.

They witnessed with their own eyes the hundreds of people inside who were walking slowly to the end with the sound of explosions everywhere. The entire venue even burst into flames because of the frequent explosions. On the ground, although he did not die, the fire flooded the entire hall of the stock exchange at this time.

The entire stock exchange suddenly burst into flames, and those people on the street outside were frightened and fell silent for a while, they could only pray.