Chapter 57

Su Shanshan guessed that she was trying to resist, so she pointed to the storage room where they were hiding just now. There are things like mops. At least they are sticks. Should they be more useful than soap?

But Feng Xuelan shook his head.

She's not going out to fight hard. Don't she want to die with a mop?

Su Shanshan sighed and knew it was useless.

The clowns outside kept shouting, as if they had informed the police themselves.

Soon, Feng Xuelan and Su Shanshan heard the sound of the siren, and then someone shouted inside the restaurant with a loudspeaker.

The two sides soon began negotiations and the whole restaurant became quiet.

But before long, there was a sudden scream outside, and then a gunshot! Then there was another scream and wail.

Feng Xuelan quickly opened the door and looked. It turned out that the clowns didn't shoot he Yaoshi, but the restaurant manager.

Closing the door, Feng Xuelan saw Su Shanshan's face turn white again. At this time, as soon as the mobile phone screen lights up, it is a message sent by Zong Mingzhe to her.

"Stay honest! (｀ □ ') ╯"

It was a very serious and nervous situation, but Feng Xuelan saw that Zong Mingzhe actually sent her an angry little expression - "system (□ ')", she almost burst into laughter

"People are curious. Send a photo to have a look." Feng Xuelan replied.

As a result, Zong Mingzhe really sent her a photo.

The six clowns are holding the same modified pistol. This kind of pistol is cheap and easy to get on the black market, so the source is not easy to trace. It is the weapon that the miscellaneous fish at the bottom like to use.

One of them was negotiating with the police outside the door. One was holding a young girl hostage in his arms, the other pointed a gun at the girl and looked very excited, while the other three were looking at the other hostages with guns.

From the photos, everyone in the restaurant should be gathered in the corner opposite the bathroom.

In the enlarged photo, Feng Xuelan found the figure of armed police with guns in the reflection of the vessel. According to the man's location and the location of several clowns, the firepower deployment points of the armed police have emerged in Feng Xuelan's head.

A great opportunity.

If the delay goes on, I'm afraid those people will take advantage of the chaos and release their hands on He Yao.

If they really came for he Yaoshi, she might as well kill he Yaoshi first and avenge herself!

Fengxuelan decides to act!

She waved to Su Shanshan and asked her to hide in the storage room just now. Su Shanshan saw the cold and resolute eyes of Fengxue Lansen and immediately knew what she was going to do.

no way! Absolutely not! Isn't it death to go out like this! Su Shanshan held Feng Xuelan's hand and shook her head.

Feng Xuelan couldn't help smiling when she saw her like this.

At ordinary times, Su Shanshan wanted the wind and snow to disappear from her eyes, but at this time, she tried her best to stop it.

Feng Xuelan patted the back of her hand and insisted on letting her hide.

Su Shanshan really had no choice but to follow her instructions.

Hiding in the small lattice and squatting on the toilet, Su Shanshan couldn't help hugging her head and closing her eyes tightly.

She trembled with fear. She didn't understand why Feng Xuelan had so much courage and dared to try to resist.

Are you afraid of death?

Feng Xuelan picked up a bar of soap and bumped it in his hand. It's angular, hard and feels good.

When she was ready, she sent a message to Zong Mingzhe.

"I'll deal with the three at the door, and give the other three to you and captain he. Ready!"

Almost in an instant, Zong Mingzhe returned the information.

"No!"

This time there is no Yan text.

Feng Xuelan smiled and replied, "here I am! (* °▽° *) ╯"

When Zong Mingzhe saw the news, he didn't even have time to get angry. He turned to look at he Yaoshi and made a gesture at him.

Only they could understand the gesture. When he Yaoshi saw the gesture, his expression suddenly changed and immediately stuffed the little boy into the arms of the old bear.

Almost at this moment, I saw the door of the bathroom suddenly open, the wind and snow flashed out, ran towards the door at full speed, and threw out the three pieces of soap in my hand at a lightning speed!

At the same time, Zong Mingzhe and he Yaoshi also flew out of the crowd like a lightning bolt!

Just between the lightning and flint, the first piece of soap thrown by Feng Xuelan hit the wrist of the clown who pointed a gun at the hostage girl.

The man screamed and the pistol fell to the ground.

The second piece of soap hit the clown's head holding the girl accurately. The edges and corners of the soap hit his temple! The clown screamed at the same time, released the girl and fell in the other direction.

The third bar of soap also hit the head of the clown who was negotiating impartially. It was just an angle reason and failed to hit the point.

When the clowns reacted, the wind and snow had rolled on the spot and came to them. She picked up the pistol that fell on the ground without hesitation and fired three shots!

Bang bang! Three shots.

The people hiding in the corner of the restaurant didn't even know what had happened, and the battle was over!

Three pools of blood, three clowns shot to the ground, and a young girl who fainted in the arms of the wind and snow.

Feng Xuelan turned and looked at the corner of the restaurant. He saw Zong Mingzhe and he Yaoshi. There was a uniformed clown in everyone's arms, and he Yaoshi stepped on the other.

At this moment, the air seemed to freeze.

Feng Xuelan heard her heartbeat. Her blood was boiling like before!

The enemy is in sight!

The gun is in your hand!

Feng Xuelan's eyes were full of murderous spirit. She raised her hand and aimed the black barrel at he Yaoshi!

As a top killer, her dignity and life were all taken away by the man in front of her. At this moment, she can take revenge as long as she pulls the trigger!

"Bang!"

Another shot.

The hearts of everyone present trembled violently.

Feng Xuelan put down his arm, took a breath, and threw the gun on the nearby table.

A pool of bright red blood flowed in front of he Yaoshi's feet. Behind him came the cry of a little boy.

"Dad!"

"Heng Heng, don't come here!" he Yaoshi shouted, turned his head and smiled at the little boy. "Wait a little longer for Dad. Dad will go and give the bad man to the police uncle first."

"OK!" the little boy ducked back into the arms of the old bear.

He Yaoshi turned back and looked at the clown lying at his feet.