Chapter 502 Your Bait Mission This Time Has Ended

A dancer who has just reacted to the fact that he has overshot.

When he originally wanted to turn around and go back, he suddenly noticed...the two pistols pointed at him at the end of the stairs.

The dancer who wanted to turn around immediately froze up and glanced at Curly Hair with cold eyes, as if trying to judge whether there was any chance or possibility of breaking through and escaping in this situation.

Glanced twice.

A gentle smile appeared on the dancer's face, he shrugged and said.

"Hey, Bro."

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"I think...maybe there is something wrong..."

Before the dancer could finish speaking.

In Curly's mind, he remembered the words Su Ming had just said.

"The dancer is running towards the top floor, raise your gun and aim it at the stairs."

"Don't let the dancer act rashly, let alone let him have the opportunity to take you as a hostage, because I will not choose to let him go for you."

"Remember, you just need to hold the gun up, but don't pull the trigger, because it's possible that the moment you fire, your poor marksmanship will be immediately recognized."

Think of this.

Curly turned his head and spat. Although he felt a little unsure, he still kept in mind the order given by Su Ming before and said coldly with his head held high.

"Dancer."

"I feel... you are not qualified to talk about the word Bro with me now, let alone talk about exchange of interests with me."

"Your best choice now is to raise your hands immediately and don't have any thoughts of resistance."

"Of course, if you think...you can still shoot the gun faster than me even if you haven't grabbed the gun yet, then you can give it a try."

"But unfortunately, you only get one chance to try."

It's obvious.

Although his marksmanship is not very good, Curly Hair is very proficient in Se Li Nei Lin.

Since the dancer would go crazy and flee to the top floor, it was undoubtedly his other team members who had already been killed by poisonous bees, butterflies, and that gentleman.

The only remaining dancer is undoubtedly the turtle in the urn.

In this case.

He only needs to maintain his superiority and stability and wait for others to come to support him.

...

Hear Curly's cold words.

as well as.

The dancer seemed to be full of confidence and overflowing with confidence, and the dancer couldn't help but feel hesitant.

Just now, he originally planned to... look for opportunities to directly hold Curly Hair hostage, so as to obtain possible escape opportunities and escape from this huge trap.

right.

After this time.

Dancer has completely understood...the reason why he discovered the whereabouts of the Venomous Bee Team before, and even after he had clearly released the video of killing landmines, he dared to look for clues about the poker organization so obviously.

It looked like he had no fear of being found and tortured and killed.

The biggest reason is...the reason why the Venomous Bee Team appeared at Cube Financial Services Company was not to find clues about the poker organization at all.

The real target is actually them, these professional killers working for the king.

The killing mines not only did not scare away the professional killers, but instead made them unite and decide to remove the obstructing stones first, and then seek the opportunity to obtain the huge reward.

This moment.

The dancer's heart grew colder and more desperate, and he already understood that... this time there was a high probability that he was in trouble. Since the other party had such a strict layout, there was no telling how many of their people were in the abandoned and unfinished building.

Maybe ten? Maybe twenty?

After all, only by stacking up such a large number of people can we achieve this level, so that the elite killer team he is responsible for will be destroyed without even a chance to struggle.

Think of this.

A self-deprecating smile appeared on the dancer's face, and then she raised her hand and said seductively sincerely.

"Bro."

"Actually, you can think about it carefully."

"I have saved a lot of dollars over the years, at least a few million. If you are willing, the money can become yours immediately. Of course, the premise is... you can let me leave here safely."

"You have already captured many others alive. I don't have much value now, certainly no more than a few million dollars."

"Even if you agree, I can work with you to deal with that damn king, how about that? Isn't this a very tempting proposition?"

"Of course, I can give you ten seconds to think about it."

"If you still don't agree, brother, then I think... maybe it's time to fight to the death. Even if I can drag you to hell with me, it will be a very good ending."

The dancer's words seemed like a discussion, but were actually full of threats.

The atmosphere in this corridor instantly became tense again, as if it was a powder keg that could explode at any time.

The ten-second countdown allowed the dancers to take the initiative in this conversation.

Have to admit.

Although he was forced into a desperate situation, the dancer still did not give up, thinking of some special way to escape from this dead situation.

Facing the dancer's threatening words, Curly Hair was obviously a little uneasy.

After this ten seconds.

Do the dancers really want to fight to the death? Do you want to shoot yourself? If he didn't shoot, wouldn't he become a hostage directly?

Just when Curly was hesitant and uneasy.

The dancer who raised his hand suddenly moved. There was no so-called countdown of ten seconds. He immediately raised the submachine gun on his back and tried to aim at Curly's arm.

Either shoot down the pistol in his hand, or kill him directly.

As mentioned before, it has come to this situation. If you can survive with the help of hostages, it is indeed the best result.

If you can't do it, then drag more people to hell.

At this moment.

Looking at the dancer's movements, Curly suddenly showed a horrified expression. When he subconsciously wanted to pull the trigger of the pistol in his hand, he remembered Su Ming's special instructions.

Only by following his orders can you have the greatest chance of survival.

Don't shoot.

Don't shoot anyway.

In this extremely critical situation, Curly immediately thought of a quick solution, and then nodded hesitantly.

"I agree."

"Transfer all your money to me, I can make the decision... Let you leave here safely."

As soon as these words came out.

The dancer, who was originally planning to fight to the death, suddenly froze, and even suspected that he had heard it wrong, and said with wide eyes in surprise.

"What did you say?"

"What did you just say? Agree?"

"Yes, I agree." Curly nodded nonchalantly, and even put away the pistol in his hand.

After all, he couldn't fire it, so it would be better to put it away to delay time, and shrugged his shoulders.

"You are right."

"We have caught enough people and have been able to ask for the necessary clues. Even if you are one more, it seems that it will not bring the biggest breakthrough."

"Instead of wasting time and losing dollars to interrogate you, and in the end, we get the same intelligence clues, it is indeed more worthwhile to exchange them for real dollars."

"The most important thing is... In this unfinished building, I have the final say in everything. I don't think you are worth millions of dollars, so you can leave here easily."

Curly's answer.

The dancer was completely stunned, but he was indeed alert enough. He had already held the submachine gun in his hand, and a hideous smile appeared on his face.

"Hey, Bro."

"Your choice is right, but I need your cooperation."

"Please be my hostage for a while, so that I can believe that you can let me leave safely..."

Before the dancer finished speaking.

"Bang-bang--"

Two sudden crisp gunshots suddenly came from behind the dancer.

"Puff--puff--"

The two bullets hit the dancer's two palms holding the gun almost at the same time, causing the submachine gun that he had originally held tightly to lose control in an instant.

Just as the pain in his palms reached his brain, the dancer reacted quickly, and he didn't have time to howl in pain, and was about to try to hold Curly as a hostage.

Su Ming took two steps forward suddenly, and the butt of the gun hit the dancer's neck directly, causing him to faint.

After confirming that the dancer could no longer resist.

Su Ming looked at Curly, who was still a little frightened and had cold sweat on his forehead, and nodded slightly with a blank expression.

"It's over."

"Your bait mission this time..."