Why do you hear the faint sound of gunfire coming downstairs for a moment? Why do ghosts like to set off firecrackers when celebrating holidays?

"Detection technique, start!" Why squat on the ground with one knee, spread your right palm and press the floor, and the detection technique instantly penetrates the steel and concrete floor slabs.

"Oh, I'll go! Robbery? It's so untechnical." Why be stunned?

On the other hand, McAllen was also stunned. He was in the office on the same floor, of course, he heard clearer gunshots, so he didn't understand the sound of firecrackers. Citigroup couldn't help but guns, and McAllen heard gunshots a lot in New York.

McAllen opened the door a gap, squinted his eyes and looked out, and saw two robbers holding an MP5 submachine gun and firing into the ceiling.

"Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang..."

"ah--!"

The people in the dance hall were panicking in a corner.

Of course this wouldn't be a role-playing lottery. McAllen didn't even have time to wear shoes. She alertly pushed open the crack in the door, bent over, and quickly ran towards the fire stairs. The dance hall was in chaos, and no one in the group of robbers saw McAllen slipping away.

McAllen has to be praised for her decisiveness. This guy glanced at his wife Holly, who also became one of the hostages taken by the robbers. He did not hesitate at all, and he ran away first.

Why frowned? He detected a guy running towards the 32nd floor where he was. Why slipped under his feet and flashed under a wide office desk. There was a strange smell under the table, so why should I take out a black mask and put it on?

"Ladies and gentlemen, calm down and don't yell. This will make you look very low-level. You are high-end talents. Show your temperament. We are just seeking money, not really wanting to kill people." The robber leader is a middle-aged white man with a very gentlemanly style. His gentle words calmed the people who were hijacked. It's okay to seek money, and everyone doesn't bring much money. As long as people are fine, it's acceptable to lose money and eliminate disasters.

"good! Thank you for your cooperation. I hope we can get along so well in the future. I sincerely wish you all a wonderful Christmas." The robber leader smiled and took out a small notebook.

Everyone remained silent, and although they were still frightened, no one screamed.

"Then I will start with the first question, Aoki, who is Mr. Aoki, uh, let me take a look." The robber leader said and looked down at the notebook: "Joseph Aoki, the president of Zhongfu Company."

The hostages bowed their heads one after another, and no one answered the robber leader's words.

Jizel in the crowd felt a stern. Judging from the weapons and equipment and movement rhythm of these robbers, she would not believe that these guys were kind people. Jizel lowered his hands and a small mobile phone slid to his palm. Jizel quickly sent a message to Hebi.

"There are robbers, and I was hijacked with the others."

Why take out your cell phone, glance at Jizel's message, and replied: "Oh!"

Jizel was so angry that he rolled his eyes. This one was heartless.

"Didn't anyone answer me?" The robber leader spread his hands and smiled: "You guys are a little uncooperating! Hans is angry, and the consequences will be very serious."

"..." Jizel quickly glanced at the robber leader Hans and quickly contacted the wanted list of robbers in his mind. There seemed to be no such person on the wanted list of Citigroup.

Aoki, the president of the middle-class wealthy in the crowd, thought for a moment and was about to stand up on his own initiative, but was suddenly pulled by Holly beside him. Holly shook her head gently. She didn't understand what the robber was going to look for Aoki, but it was definitely not a good thing.

"Joseph Aoki, born in Kyoto in 1937, immigrated to California with his family in 1939, spent in detention camps from 1942 to 43, received a scholarship from the University of California in 1955, obtained a law degree from the school five years later, and obtained a master's degree from Harvard Business Administration in 1970."

Hans walked towards the hostage while reciting Aoki's personal resume and carefully stared at the expression of every middle-aged and elderly man who might be Aoki.

Jizel's secret sweat in the crowd, you checked Joseph Aoki so carefully, so you didn't download a photo of him?

Hans was stunned when he saw Jizel for a moment. Jizel's beautiful style would make people shocked everywhere, especially when she carefully painted a delicate makeup tonight, which made her look even more dazzling and charming.

Gizel found Hans looking at him, and looked at Joseph Aoki in the crowd in a blink of an eye. After Gizel followed Hebi, his acting skills improved a lot.

Hans smiled, looked at Jizel with appreciation, and then walked towards Joseph Aoki.

"Do you still want to continue to play hide-and-seek with a low-level childish game?" Hans patted Aoki's shoulder and said.

"What the hell do you want to do?" Aoki snorted coldly.

Hans found the target person and was in a good mood to figure out Riaki's suit collar.

"Well, a pretty suit." Hans said seriously: "I like it very much."

Aoki: "..."

If it weren't for his age and being too ugly, Aoki would almost suspect that the robber leader was coveting his male sex.

"Let's go!" Hans made a gesture of asking.

Aoki took a step back, obviously not wanting to leave.

Hans sighed: "What I hate the most is violence. Those who can reason will reason with others seriously. Mr. Aoki, you won't let me become the kind of person I hate the most!"

As soon as Hans finished speaking, the six bandits guarding the hostages immediately raised their guns toward the crowd.

"Ah--!" Everyone was startled and looked at Aoki begging, hoping that he would not anger the robbers.

"Okay! I'll go with you." Aoki sighed and said decisively.

"Very      good! This is the demeanor of the president of a large company. What I admire most is a big businessman who can make money like you, a great good man." Hans patted Aoki's shoulder with satisfaction and took Aoki to the elevator.

On the other hand, why just put your phone back into your pocket, McAllen pushed open the wooden door and broke in.

McAllen looked around nervously, and finally saw a landline phone on the desk. He rushed over and picked up the phone and called Jiujiujiu.

"Damn it, this phone can't be reached again!" McAllen put down the phone angrily and turned around to look for the wireless phone: "It must be that the wired phone line was cut off by the robber."

Why lie under the desk? McAllen's smelly feet were swaying in front of Hebi's eyes. McAllen was not wearing shoes and barefoot, so why could he smell a disgusting odor through his mask?
Chapter completed!