Chapter 244

For the protagonists in most adventure film and television works, throw away the protagonist aura, intelligence reduction aura, villains beep and so on, and you will find that they have more than one common advantage.

That is, they all have a spirit of never giving up.

Both men and women, both at home and abroad.

It is because of this spirit of never giving up that they have become the protagonists.

Like McCullen, who is being beaten.

Despite his bruised face, crooked mouth, crooked eyes and blood on his face, McCullen still resisted. If you lose your gun, use a dagger; When the dagger was blown away, he bit it with his hands, mouth and teeth

In the fight, McCullen felt vaguely for a steel nail on the ground, and his backhand pierced into the enemy's eyes.

With a shrill scream, the mob covered his bloody eyes and slapped McCullen out.

"Cough..."

McCullen hit the wall and fell down again. Lying on the ground, he coughed a few times, spit out a mouthful of blood, reluctantly opened his eyes, looked at the mob seriously injured by himself, and he laughed strangely.

"I am not a good husband, a good father or a good son in my life, but I am definitely a good police officer."

McCullen staggered to his feet, wiped the blood from his eyes with the back of his hand, and sneered, "I've never been soft to you bastards in my life. If I lower my head, even if I die, I'll pull you to die!"

He had seen several gas bottles in the corner of the room. It's probably for decoration. The workers put it in the corner after Christmas.

McCullen took the lighter out of his pocket, rushed to the gas bottle and turned on the switch. He ignited the lighter in the sound of gas "Yiyi".

"Fark!"

Pidos didn't expect that McCullen really dared to work so hard, so he didn't stop it at first. Seeing that McCullen was playing really, he trembled all over, turned and rushed out of the door.

"Boom..." made a dull noise, and the huge air wave broke all the glass on this floor in an instant. Hot waves of fire swept over pidos's back.

"This madman... This is a madman!"

Pidos looked at the walls blackened by the explosion, swallowed his saliva hard, and carefully looked back. In addition to the darkness, he could no longer see any living people standing. He nodded with some admiration and picked up the walkie talkie: "Hans, the agent is dead."

Hans frowned at pidos's report and said, "are you sure?"

"I'm sure that guy lit the gas bottle and died with a brother who was on drugs."

The explosion just happened was also sensed upstairs. After all, the lights flickered a few times, and the frightened hostages screamed constantly.

Hans was surprised, but he didn't think much. After all, he has not seen how evil Xie Lun is. Although he was told many times to not underestimate Xie Lun when performing this task.

But in his opinion, how powerful can this NIA agent be?

Can't you fly?

Unfortunately, neither Hans nor pidos thought that Sharon was not the first to ignite the gas bottle explosion. Second, although Sharon can't fly, she is also very abnormal.

The automatic fire hydrant sprayed hazy water. Sharon held an umbrella from nowhere and stepped on the accumulated water that was almost below her feet into the smoky room.

"Poor old Mai, do you want a boxed lunch when you first appear?"

Sharon looked at McCullen, who fell to the ground and was blackened, but his chest was still slightly undulating. He shook his head reluctantly and said to Alice closely behind him, "save him."

"Huh?" Alice looked at McCullen coldly. "Why?"

Sharon smiled: "because I want to make a hero, a hero with flesh and blood, belonging to the police, not those superheroes in fancy tights."

Eliza snorted coldly, "I don't see that this guy has the potential to become a hero. He is sloppy and plain. He is still a middle-aged uncle. I think his wife will divorce him sooner or later. "

"Because he devoted himself to his work, his family didn't understand, and finally his wife and children were separated. But for various reasons, his family finally needed his help. Isn't this the standard template of a lone hero?"

Sharon rubbed his chin: "if it's a movie, I'm not afraid of five or six. I'm sorry, such a good design."

Alice was expressionless. "I don't understand what you're talking about, but I know that's not the real reason why you want to save him."

Sharon looked at the little Laurie staring at her and said helplessly, "well, I still need him to continue his performance to attract the enemy's attention."

"That's about the same, but..." Alice glanced. "It's OK to save him, but what's the good for me?"

"There's so much nonsense," Sharon patted Alice on the back of the head angrily. "Hold on, there are other performances behind."

Alice was staggered by Sharon and whispered a few words, but she came forward obediently. She reached out and gestured at McCullen for a few times, and then pointed down with force. A drop of bright red blood flew out of her fingertips and fell lightly on McCullen's lips.

The blood melted instantly, and McCullen's face immediately showed a trace of blood full of vitality.

Alice shook weakly, but she still tried to stand. Sharon saw that she was out of strength and simply bent down to pick it up.

Alice still wanted to resist. Sharon patted her gently and said with a smile, "I still think you two little witches are very powerful. As a result, it won't work?"

"You give us another ten years to try?"

Alice gave Sharon a white look. Although she was a little unwilling, she was soft and had no strength. She simply put her little head on Sharon's shoulder and didn't make a sound.

Sharon smiled, holding an umbrella in one hand and Eliza in the other, and turned to leave the room: "grass, throw McCarran out of the window."

A tentacle made of straw suddenly stretched out from Sharon's back, rolled up McCullen, and threw him out of the shattered window

With a bang, McCullen fell heavily on the raised balcony on the lower floor. He groaned, slowly opened his eyes and looked at everything around him in amazement: "I'm not dead?"

A dazzling beam of light suddenly fell from the sky and landed steadily on McCullen. He had a head with sparse hair, which had been soaked by fire and water just now, but now there was none left. It was shining under the searchlight of the helicopter.

The explosion just happened frightened Willie. He also believed that the mob's hand slipped or the hostages did something stupid, causing the mob to detonate the bomb vest.

Fortunately, it was immediately confirmed that the floor where the explosion occurred was not the floor where the hostages were trapped, and Hans also said in front of the camera that the explosion had nothing to do with himself.

Before the police could figure out what was going on, a man suddenly fell out of the explosion floor. The helicopter circling in the air immediately lit the searchlight.

So our detective McCullen, with the blessing of the helicopter searchlight, was exposed to all the audience through the high-power camera on the roof of the nearby building.

American media reporters are very professional. In just five minutes, McCullen's old background was stripped clean. When did he graduate from the police academy, when did he join the New York Police Department, when did he marry his wife, when did he have children

Some media have even released the wedding photos of McCullen and holly.

So soon there was an encrypted phone call to Hans.

"What? What do you mean there's a first-class detective from the New York crime unit in the building? "

Listening to the voice on the phone, Hans's expression gradually cooled down. After hanging up, he turned to pidos who had just returned and said, "go and find a woman named Holly from the hostages."