Mai Bao Xiao Lang Jun

Chapter 115 Terrorist Attack

“Terrorist attack?”

Doctor Zhao’s face turned pale, a look of disbelief on his face.

Songhai, as a metropolis with a population of over 20 million, integrates industry, finance, transportation, and shipping, holding a pivotal position in the country.

In the past few decades, not to mention terrorist attacks, even general crimes rarely occurred.

“Call the police, quickly call the police!”

Doctor Zhao fumbled for his phone, trying to dial the Public Security Bureau’s number.

But no one answered the phone.

“Everyone who could call the police is already calling. The Public Security Bureau has a limited number of operators, they won’t be able to answer your call,” Jiang Yuer whispered as she quietly closed the door, lowering her voice:

“Let’s just stay here and not run around.”

Doctor Zhao’s eyes were filled with fear, his expression anxious: “I, we can’t stay here, the kidnappers are inhumane, they will kill the hostages. Xiao Jiang, let’s escape through the back door.”

Jiang Yuer frowned, interrupting him sternly: “Stay here!”

Doctor Zhao was stunned, looking in astonishment at his familiar colleague. This young woman with a round face, sweet and lively appearance, who always seemed like a well-behaved girl, had suddenly displayed a sternness that made people revere and fear her.

This kind of sternness was something Doctor Zhao had never seen before.

Jiang Yuer’s expression softened, and she whispered:

“Listen, the noise outside is getting quieter, which means that most people have already been controlled. Since the terrorists have hijacked the hospital, there must be guards at the front and back doors, and even people monitoring the surveillance cameras. Staying here is the safest.”

Doctor Zhao nodded blankly.

In the monitoring room, Li Xianzong stood with his arms crossed in front of the console, his left hand holding a walkie-talkie, his right hand playing with a butterfly knife, the fluorescent blue light of the screen illuminating his sharp, cold eyes.

On the monitoring screen, in the lobby of the outpatient building, two armed men had already taken control of the situation, driving the medical staff from the dispensary, registration desk, and various offices to the lobby on the first floor.

Anyone who didn’t cooperate was shot dead, cruel and ruthless, seemingly completely disregarding their moral value.

After killing several people, the medical staff and patients no longer had any intention of resisting, obediently squatting down with their heads in their hands.

For Spirit Realm practitioners, using their abilities to kill people is far more efficient and accurate than using bullets, but when it comes to intimidating ordinary people, firearms are still the most effective.

To coerce a large group of people, violence is not enough, you need firearms.

“The first floor has been cleared, all gathered in the lobby.”

“The second floor has been cleared, all gathered in the lobby.”

The voices of his companions reporting came from the walkie-talkie.

Li Xianzong pressed the walkie-talkie, brought it to his mouth, and said, “Go to the obstetrics and gynecology department and drag the medical staff down. If there are pregnant women, don’t hurt them.”

“Hey! You’re a Bewitching Demon, what kind of mercy are you playing at?” a companion sneered.

“I don’t sympathize with the weak, but when my dad was alive, he often told me that children are the flowers of the motherland, and they should be given appropriate compassion and care,” Li Xianzong grinned.

Fujiabawan Villa.

Fu Qingyang lay lazily on a massage chair, his eyes closed in rest, his skin a bizarre red, his hands and feet twitching slightly.

Two bunny girls squatted on either side of the massage chair, their little hands tapping, kneading, and pressing, relieving his muscle soreness.

On another single sofa, Ling Jun squatted, grabbing a piece of honeydew melon and stuffing it into his mouth, sighing, “You’re still working so hard. I remember you started practicing the Zhan Ji (sword strike) when you were ten years old, and you’ve been practicing it until you became a Spirit Realm practitioner, for more than ten years. What level have you reached now?”

Fu Qingyang still kept his eyes closed: “I’ve practiced to the point where I can cut off your dog’s head with one sword strike.”

“Nonsense!” Ling Jun retorted, “I’m the Beast King, I have two lives. You’d need two sword strikes to kill me.”

Suddenly, the two bunny girls stiffened, then fell to the ground.

Fu Qingyang suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze as sharp as a sword.

Ling Jun, squatting on the sofa, struggled to keep his eyelids open, swaying:

“So, so sleepy Damn it, it’s, it’s the Dream Controller…”

His head tilted, and he fell asleep.

“Ichikawa Mi?” Fu Qingyang snorted, closed his eyes, and actively entered a state of sleep.

Kangyang District Public Security Bureau.

Zhang Yuanqing had just walked out of the restroom when he saw a clerical staff member hurrying up the steel stairs to the second floor. Her face was anxious, and she looked at Guan Ya, who was sitting lazily, and called out:

“The Public Security Bureau received a report that terrorists attacked Pingtai Hospital. The medical staff and patients in the outpatient building are all trapped inside.”

“What?” Guan Ya stood up abruptly and strode towards the chief’s office.

Even Wang Tai, who usually didn’t care about the hustle and bustle outside, looked up in astonishment, his face turning grave. Pingtai Hospital?! Zhang Yuanqing felt as if his head had been hit with a hammer, buzzing.

His aunt worked at Pingtai Hospital.

Zhang Yuanqing’s face was pale, and he asked urgently while taking out his phone:

“What’s the situation in the hospital? What are the casualties? How many kidnappers are there?”

The clerical staff member shook her head: “No, not that detailed. The Public Security Bureau has already gathered manpower to rush to the hospital. The specific situation needs further investigation.”

At least it means the incident just happened Zhang Yuanqing walked to the side, took out his phone, and dialed his aunt’s number. “Sorry, the number you dialed is powered off, please try again later!”

Powered off? Zhang Yuanqing angrily cursed “+”.

At this time, Guan Ya, with Li Dongze, Jiang Jingwei, and Teng Yuan, rushed out of the office.

Li Dongze walked quickly, his face steady, his voice extremely fast:

“Leave immediately!”

The group quickly prepared, Guan Ya dragged two gun holsters out of the desk drawer, not having time to tie them to her thighs; Wang Tai picked up his beloved notebook and left.

The group walked out of the glass building, boarded the business car that Li Dongze had parked at the door, and the driver stepped on the gas, heading towards the Public Security Bureau gate.

Pingtai Hospital was not far from the Public Security Bureau. After running red lights all the way, the group arrived at the hospital in a little over ten minutes.

At this time, the hospital gate was filled with police cars with flashing warning lights.

A dozen armed police officers were confronting a middle-aged man in a hospital gown. The patient was blocking the hospital gate, with a walkie-talkie hanging around his neck, using a scalpel to hold against his neck, neurotically roaring:

“Don’t come over, don’t come over, let Yuan Shitianzun (Celestial Worthy of the Primordial Beginning) come to see me!”

The business car stopped, the door opened, and Zhang Yuanqing immediately saw his cousin who was leading the team.

He silently put on a baseball cap and mask.

Li Dongze, carrying a cane, strode towards Chen Yuanjun, and said in a deep voice:

“What’s the situation now?”

Chen Yuanjun obviously recognized Li Dongze, his gaze swept over the business car behind him, and he whispered:

“The kidnappers have taken control of the patients and medical staff in the hospital. The number of casualties has not yet been determined. The other party refuses to communicate with us and threatens to detonate a bomb if we dare to break into the hospital.”

After a pause, he said with a slightly dazed expression, “The other party’s demand seems to be to talk to Yuan Shitianzun. I suspect the kidnappers have mental problems…”

Li Dongze nodded slightly, examined Chen Yuanjun a few times, and frowned:

“Captain Chen, calmness is an essential quality for a police officer. You are too nervous and anxious. What’s going on?” He could see the anxiety and unease beneath the police captain’s serious exterior at a glance.

Chen Yuanjun smiled wryly: “My aunt is a doctor at Pingtai Hospital…”

Li Dongze’s expression froze, and he patted Chen Yuanjun on the shoulder, saying nothing, and turned back to the business car.

“Jingwei!” He looked at the red-haired girl, pointed at the patient at the door, and said:

“Get his walkie-talkie, be gentle, don’t hurt anyone.”

Jiang Jingwei nodded excitedly, she immediately got out of the car, crouched down, and used the cover of the police car and police officers to quietly go halfway around to the side of the patient.

Then, she bent her knees slightly, and the next moment, she rushed towards the patient like a wild dog.

The police officers present only saw a black shadow flash past, and when they reacted, the red-haired girl had already arrived next to the patient.

She kicked the scalpel held tightly in the patient’s hand with a high leg, then twisted her small waist, and her body spun up, driving her other leg, and slamming it hard on the back of the patient’s neck.

“Pa!”

The middle-aged man didn’t even understand what happened before he was kicked unconscious.

Among the orderly occupations of the Five Elements Alliance, the Fire Master ranks first in terms of speed.

The police officers swarmed up to control the patient, while Jiang Jingwei grabbed the walkie-talkie and ran back to the business car

Li Dongze grabbed the walkie-talkie, pressed the button, and said:

“I am the squad leader of the Kangyang District Second Team. If you have any requests, you can talk to me.”

After saying it three times, a defiant laugh rang out from the speaker: “I want to talk to Yuan Shitianzun.” Zhang Yuanqing was about to speak when Guan Ya held his shoulder down, and Li Dongze seamlessly said:

“Yuan Shitianzun is not here, what is your purpose in looking for him?”

The defiant male voice laughed:

“Not here? It seems I didn’t choose a good time. I’ll give you ten minutes. After ten minutes, I want to see Yuan Shitianzun, otherwise, I’ll kill one person every minute.

“If you dare to force your way into the hospital, I will have people detonate the bomb and kill everyone.”

Li Dongze looked at Guan Ya and said with lip language: “Contact Centurion Fu.”

Then, he said in a firm tone: “You can try to detonate the bomb. Our government will never compromise. If you are willing to be buried with the people in the hospital, I will fulfill your wish.”

Laughter rang out from the walkie-talkie:

“Squad leader, you overestimate me too much. I don’t have the courage to be buried with these ordinary people. I just said that the bomb will be detonated by the Superior. They are all servants of the Cunning Eye Judge that I found. They have long been desperate people. When they heard that I was going to retaliate against the government and society, they immediately agreed. Of course, my bewitchment is indispensable in this.”

Servants of the Cunning Eye Judge Li Dongze’s heart sank: “You are a Bewitching Demon?”

“You should have heard of my name, my name is Li Xianzong.”

As soon as these words came out, everyone’s face in the business car changed.

A large-scale killing instance is about to begin. They expected that Yuan Shitianzun would be targeted by practitioners of evil occupations, but they never thought that it would be Li Xianzong who was targeting him.

And this bloodthirsty Bewitching Demon went all out from the start. No assassination, no sneak attack, directly creating a terrorist attack.

Extremely arrogant.

“One and a half minutes have passed, you don’t have much time left, I’m waiting for your good news.”

There was no more sound from the walkie-talkie.

Li Dongze put down the walkie-talkie and looked at Guan Ya.

Guan Ya’s willow eyebrows frowned slightly: “Fu Qingyang is not answering the phone”

Everyone’s heart sank again.

Li Dongze rubbed his cane, and thought:

“It seems that the other party is prepared, Li Xianzong will retreat if Yuan Shitianzun is not seen within ten minutes, and none of the people in the hospital will survive. Heh, you just heard it, the kidnappers are servants of the Cunning Eye Judge, this terrorist attack is aimed at mutual destruction.”

In ten minutes, the executives of other districts can’t get here at all, the time is too tight.

Teng Yuan said: “This guy is very clever, even if Yuan Shitianzun doesn’t come, he can retreat calmly, and create a big trouble for us by the way.”

Zhang Yuanqing said in a deep voice: “He is here for me, he wants to hunt me, squad leader, let me in.”

He was a little anxious, not knowing how his aunt was doing inside, whether she was injured.

Li Dongze glared at him: “You will only be courting death if you go in!”

“No!” Guan Ya immediately denied, she frowned and said: “You are not such a reckless person”

Only Jiang Jingwei supported him, rubbing her fists, her little face full of fighting spirit: “Let’s kill our way in, watch me blow up his dog’s head with one punch.”

At this time, the experienced Li Dongze showed the calmness and composure of an old practitioner, and slowly said: “Don’t worry, there are always more solutions than difficulties, we need to formulate a set of tactics”