Outside the gate of Yunlong High School, the police chief Zheng Hong, mayor Li Tian, ​​military commander Dong Fanghua, and other major giants gathered outside a small cafe not far from the gate of the school. In this incident, the small cafe has been requisitioned and set up as a temporary command post.

At this time, although the cafe was on air conditioning, everyone's face was sweating profusely, especially Zheng Hong, Li Tian, ​​and Dong Fanghua. Just as Ye Xingchen expected, it was impossible to release Xie Junjie, a senior member of the Imperial Extreme, as Ye Xingchen expected. It was equivalent to the government slapping his face on his face. However, they could not ignore Mo Fei's request. Finally, after discussion and decision, they sent someone to temporarily release Xie Junjie and then arrest him. For this operation, the elite of the National Security Bureau were mobilized, but now, they have not received any information from the front line. Seeing that time passed by minute by minute, there was still no news on the release of Xie Junjie, and everyone's hearts were tightly wrinkled.

Outside the cafe, parents who were worried about the comfort of the students gathered and kept rushing towards the cafe. They didn't care who Xie Junjie was or the reputation of the country. They just wanted their children to be fine. Now they were getting closer and closer at twelve o'clock, and no one wanted their children to have any problems. After all, killing one person in ten minutes, who knows whether the first one would be their children.

They dare not shout at the terrorists. After all, no one knows what the angry terrorists will do. They can only keep putting pressure on the municipal government to make them agree to the terrorists' request. In short, they must ensure that their children are fine no matter what.

At this moment, a gunshot alarmed everyone. Yunlong Street, which was originally chaotic, immediately quieted down. Everyone looked in the direction of Yunlong High School, and everyone showed a look of horror on their faces. Whose child would become the souls of the gun? No one dared to move around, and everyone looked at the school gate.

In the security room, four terrorists who heard the gunshots also quickly came out, looked at each other with smiles on their faces. They knew that their boss had started massacre, but they were also a little confused. Why didn't their boss notify them? Didn't even issue an ultimatum? Of course, maybe it was a disobedient doll that angered the boss?

Zheng Hong, Li Tian, ​​Zhang Zhentian and others even changed their faces and were about to rush out, but a faint voice sounded: "Don't panic, this is the sound of a blocking gun. Do you think terrorists will use a blocking gun if they kill someone?"

This man was only eighteen years old, wearing a black T-shirt and black jeans on his lower body. He looked like an ordinary student, but there was a medal representing the National Security Bureau hanging on his chest. Who is Zhang Jia?

"Second Lieutenant, have you the people from the National Security Bureau sneaked into the school? Are you not afraid of annoying those terrorists just by blocking them like this?" Zhang Zhentian asked in surprise. He was just such a son, but he didn't want to make any mistakes. However, although Zhang Jia was just a second lieutenant, he was from the National Security Bureau, so he didn't dare to scold him loudly as Zhang Zhentian.

"Anger? Haha, Mr. Zhang, do you hear other sounds besides this gunshot? If it was really someone from the Security Bureau of China who sneaked into the school, I think those terrorists must have started killing now, but are there any other sounds now?" Zhang Jia smiled slightly, and Ye Xingchen looked like he appeared in his mind. He believed that with Ye Xingchen, he would never sit and watch the group of terrorists get carried away. The sound of the blocking gunshot just now, if he guessed it well, it should be He Jiajie's masterpiece.

Everyone was stunned. What he said was indeed correct, but he was neither the National Security Bureau nor the terrorist. So who was it? Is there still a third party force entering the campus?

Only Zheng Hong and Zheng Yingying suddenly thought of something.

"Brother, who shot the gun?" Zhang Nana, who was standing beside Zhang Jia, asked curiously.

"I don't know either, but I have a feeling that it won't take long to disappear. I wonder if you believe it?" Zhang Jia smiled faintly. For some reason, when he heard the sound of the blocking gun, his whole heart calmed down.

Believe it, who would rather not believe it? Everyone present would rather believe that Zhang Jia's words were true, but is this possible? There are a group of students on campus, a group of unequipped students. How could it be that they fight with more than a hundred terrorists with guns and ammunition? Except for Zheng Hong and Zheng Yingying, everyone had disdain on their faces.

At this moment, the gunshots rang out again, and Li Tian and others could no longer sit still and rushed out. Zhang Jia and Zhang Nana looked at each other and rushed out.

However, when everyone rushed out of the cafe, they saw a stunned scene. They saw the four people who were left at the door lying at the door, and each of them had a pool of bright red blood flowing.

"Who, who is it, who the hell shot?" Li Tian yelled. These four people were killed by his subordinates. Who knows what ridiculous decisions the terrorists inside would make? If they start killing, then... then... Li Tian has even seen his life spending in the dark cell for the rest of his life.

No one paid attention to Mayor Li Tiantangtang who would swear swearing in public. They all looked at the four people falling at the door in a daze. Who fired the gun? Who was so bold to shoot when there was no order? If something went wrong with the hostage inside, who would be responsible?

"Fuck, why are these four guys so useless? I have never played with a pistol before, and they actually shot them?" A crisp voice woke everyone up from the shock. Then he saw a young man wearing a plaid shirt, a pair of slippers, and a desert eagle in his hand swaggeringly walked out from inside. Beside him, a young man who was also wearing a white shirt, also had a pistol in his hand.

"Ah... don't shoot, I'm a good citizen!" Ye Xingchen saw so many armed police officers around the school gate, and he held his gun on the ground, holding his head in his hands, looking like a good citizen.

However, Ouyang Jun also put the pistol in his hand on the ground, but it was not as exaggerated as Ye Xingchen, and just put his hands in front of him.

"Jun'er..." Ouyang Long in the crowd saw his son walking out of the inside intact. His worry for a day and night was completely replaced by joy. He ignored the armed police blocking in front of him and rushed towards Ouyang Jun. Following him was his wife Hua Feilan, with tears on her face.
Chapter completed!