As soon as he finished speaking, the guard at the door was shocked and wanted to stand up as if he had received an amnesty, but it seemed that his movement was inconvenient. He struggled there for a long time before finally standing up straight.

This time, everyone saw that a bandage was tied to one of the calves. If you look closely, it should be a shirt sleeve cut from somewhere, with clear traces of blood on it.

"Bastard, this guy is injured." Director Gordon shouted.

On the other end of the phone, Ziliang said tepidly: "Yes, you should have known from Officer Hill that a guard was injured by a gunshot, but don't worry, it's just a small wound and no major bleeding. At most, it's a bit inconvenient to move."

In just a few words, the guard had already begun to take a few steps forward with difficulty. It could be seen that he was in great pain.

"The hostage is in pain, I have to send someone to take him over!" shouted Gordon.

"This...is probably not possible. Your people can't take him away, otherwise the people you meet will not be able to keep up with him." Ziliang said.

Gordon was stunned: "Can't keep up? What does it mean?"

This question just came out...

"Director, look!" A policeman next to him shouted in the direction of the bank gate.

At the same time, Gordon naturally saw that behind the injured guard, there seemed to be a rope connected. The rope slowly tensed with his slow pace, and then he pulled out the second hostage from the door... The man's hands were tied and the rope was tied on his feet, which resulted in him being able to move forward little by little. Moreover, there was a paper bag on his head and a piece of paper on his chest, which read [30].

"I think you have seen it, Director Gordon, the hostage you want." At this time, Ziliang's voice came from the phone: "Okay, okay, come one by one, walk slowly. If anyone falls because he walks quickly, I will kill everyone in the future."

Gordon looked at the hostages who were heading out: "What trick are you playing?" he shouted.

"You don't care about this. In short, I will return your hostage to you. All you have to do is wait slowly. Okay, I won't say much, otherwise I will post the number wrong." After saying this, Ziliang immediately hung up the phone.

Gordon pursed his lips tightly. He didn't know what the newly emerged kidnapper was doing, but he neither asked for the evacuation route nor threatened the hostages to bargain, and even... he even released the hostages... From these phone calls, Gordon could clearly feel that the man was not panicked at all, and all his behavior was very organized, but meaningless.

This feeling is very bad... because just like Officer Hill just now, Gordon also saw the shadow of the "super criminal" that had not appeared in many years from this kidnapper named Ziliang.

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"Someone has a gunshot wound, ambulance is ready!" Gordon shouted to the staff behind him.

Immediately afterwards, he turned his head and asked quietly to Officer Hill beside him, "Did you find anything you are watching around?"

"No!" Officer Hill said: "There are people staring at the windows and doors of the entire bank, and there has been no movement."

Gordon nodded: "Let the tactical team lie behind the bank, but go around from a distance, and don't be too close to the ambush. This person is likely to be watching us through the monitor outside the bank. Snipers are arranged on the bank's vents, rooftops, and top floors of the building. Someone came out to report immediately, and asked two armed police teams to stand by. After all the hostages came out, they immediately blocked the entire building. By the way, although the person named Ziliang said that he had only one person, he could not believe him, so don't let those hostages wear hoods go, maybe there were companions of robbers inside."

After hearing this, Officer Hill was also very smart. He responded quietly and quietly retreated to the back to arrange these things.

Gordon picked up the telescope again and watched the hostages come out one after another. At this moment, the hostage number 19 was already walking out of the bank.

However, because the guard who was holding his head was gunshot wound, he could only move forward with great difficulty, with a very slow speed, and the police's location was quite far from the bank, which made it very difficult for this period of time, but no one dared to answer, so he had to wait like this.

Finally, after about seven or eight minutes, the last hostage with the words "1" on his chest finally walked out of the bank.

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It was at this moment that the police, who had long been unable to wait, rushed forward and protected the hostages. Several policemen with riot shields also rushed to the rear of the last hostage, and trained to raise shields, fearing that the criminals would emerge from the door and shoot at the crowd.

Several doctors rushed to the injured guard, loosened him and took off his hood.

"Um------" Inside the hood, the guard's mouth was sealed with glue strips, so he could only hum desperately.

The doctors first stroked him onto the stretcher and then tore open the seal on his mouth.

"Doctor! Doctor!" the guard shouted.

"We are here, don't panic, you are safe!" A doctor comforted the wounded.

"No! I mean the robber, he is a doctor!"

"Ah?" The people around were stunned.

"Okay, you need to calm your mood now. Leave the rest to the police." The medical staff signaled him to lie down quickly, and then two people carrying stretchers nervously took him into the ambulance.

At the same time, the hostages behind were also safely escorted over. They were taken off their hood and seals on their mouths, but they were not loosened. At this moment, they cried, shouted, thanked, and prayed. Anyway, all kinds of voices were simply connected. Several people in the crowd who were not blinded by the joy of escaping from death were still shouting to the police desperately: "The kidnapper is a man! The kidnapper is a doctor, he is wearing a white coat!", etc., but most of them were incoherent.

Of course, now that the robbers have no hostages as bargaining chips, the police naturally don’t worry about anything. The tactical teams arranged before have taken their place. With just one order, they can rush in and capture the kidnappers.

But Gordon was not in a hurry. Unless the other party could fly, he did not think the other party could run away.
Chapter completed!