"Red Scorpio, where else do you want to escape?" After all was cleared, someone pointed his gun at a cabinet, and his cold voice was as calm as a pool of stagnant water, "come out, red Scorpio!"

Behind the cupboard, there is a red Scorpio covering his students with one hand.

He didn't move as if no one were hiding behind him.

And there was no stir in the cold eyes of the speaker, and there was no chance for red Scorpio to think about it. He fired two shots at the cabinet directly, "I have limited patience, red Scorpio. Don't challenge my patience. "

This is the sound of K7. A face is thin, and the skin seems to have never seen the morbid paleness of the sun. But the eyes staring at the iron cabinet are black, bright, sharp and cold.

There was a movement behind the cupboard. Red Scorpio came out with his students. When he saw clearly who was standing in front of him, his pupils were shrinking, "it's you!"

Nick's weapon expert!

After seeing who it is, the gun he put on his student's head is more forceful, staring at K7 coldly, "who are you!"

"No matter how many hostages you have, you can't live." K7 ignores his topic directly, pulls the trigger gently, and cuts his thin lips gently. In his eyes, the red scorpion is already a cold body. "Before he dies, he doesn't need to involve others."

Standard American English, it's a surprise that the English speaking K7 is much more elegant than the Chinese speaking, "students give it to me, the rest of you will do it by yourself."

In exchange for the scornful laughter of the red Scorpio, he used the gun directly to the head of the Vietnamese students, and the gun holes were all printed with a blue half moon tooth mark under the boy's temple, "do you know who he is? The son of a great man, ha ha ha, you can talk to him now to see if he wants his son to go back alive or to be a corpse to be transported back. "

His words made K7 wrinkle his brow without trace, and his thin but extremely delicate face became colder. "The hostage in red Scorpio's hand is said to be the son of a great man. They concealed the identity of Vietnamese students themselves."

……

"Damn it, I know these grandchildren can't be relied on." G3 sneered and said to K7: "the hostage is in hand, hold on first, wait for us to come here."

K7 stared at the black eyes of the red scorpion for a moment, and the hands with guns were also sniffing at the forehead and heart of the target character, "no, clean up the weapons outside. Here, I will deal with it."

This room is the room where Nick first traded with red Scorpio. The atmosphere of confrontation is increasingly tense in the frightened eyes of boys. Time is ticking away. About five minutes later, K7 heard who the hostage was.

The brow is locked directly. It seems to be a dilemma. In fact, his eyes are relaxed.

The vents in each room are connected. Ye Jian, who did not jump from the vents, gently moves under the direction of Xia Jinyuan to enter the narrow central air-conditioning vents that only girls can enter.

"Keep going forward, Ye Jian. Don't look back. I'll wait for you in front." The voice of low lie is word for word, deep, slowly, with the power of penetration from the headset. Ye Jian listens to the voice of Xia Jinyuan, and there is a cold Yi at the bottom of her eyes.

His voice, like light, can pierce through the darkness, the shade, with warm power, has been encouraging her.

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