The Memoirs of Cultivating Immortals

Chapter 10 Hostage
Li Ang raised his hands high, put on a nervous look of fear and shouted: "I didn't call the police, I swear!"

The gangster snatched Li Ang's cell phone, flipped through it, smashed it to the ground, and crushed it mercilessly with the heel of his leather boots.

The clown, nicknamed Pennywise, climbed up to the second floor of the bank to look out, turned his head and shouted, "Boss, those cops have already surrounded us!"

"Fuck!" Bucky the clown yelled angrily, and hit Li Ang's forehead with the butt of his gun, smashing a long blood groove on the latter's forehead.

Still unable to do anything. From the corner of Li Ang's eyes, he glanced at the surveillance cameras around the bank's walls, snorted cooperatively, and fell to the ground.

The sobbing of the twins seemed to annoy Bucky, and he fired a few shots into the air, yelling over the panicked screams of the crowd, "Quiet the fuck!"

He stretched out his big hand, pulled Elizabeth's neck forcefully from Li Ang's arms, and lifted her up.

Bucky's thigh-thick arms completely ignored the little Lolita's playful kicks and punches, and walked to the French window of the Gotham National Bank in two or three steps, showing the hostages in his hands to the police outside.

The cold touch of the muzzle of a Ruger SR1911 pistol came from her temple, causing Elizabeth to burst into tears. The sheriff hiding behind the police car door shouted into the intercom: "Don't shoot, do you hear me clearly? The other party has already taken hostages. Snipers don't shoot first!"

The lean sheriff with the brown beard was named Jim Gordon, a man of justice, a man of nobility, and a man who had escaped the vulgar.

Decades ago, when he was transferred from the Chicago Police Department and wore the badge of the Gotham Police Department, he vowed to implement justice to every dark corner of this crime city.

However, he failed.

The political world and the gangsters are all in harmony. The underworld leaders who are engaged in selling fans, prostitution, human smuggling, and organ trafficking go out to play golf with the head of the city hall twice in three days. Number of bank checks.

The judicial system is basically paralyzed. Any prosecutor who wants to make a difference will have the head of his domestic dog appear on his bedside table the day after the first case is tried. The strong smell of blood will require three or five tubes of air cleanser to remove
Even the Gotham Police Department accepts bribes from top to bottom, is corrupt and rusty, and those who are serious about arresting suspects are outliers who are excluded.

Ordinary people don't believe that these notes can protect their lives and property, and the rich know what kind of virtue they are. Even the Gotham police themselves generally believe that this is a lucrative job with plenty of money and water to fish in troubled waters.

Gordon is just an ordinary man, he has no extraordinary ability to fly to the sky, no deceptive rhetoric, he can only clumsily do the dirty work that others cannot understand, silently guarding the city like a lighthouse.

For example, now, Gordon gritted his teeth, thinking about countermeasures.

He knew the identities of these gangsters, the fanatical followers of the clown, they thought they had been abandoned after the clown disappeared, and hid in the port of Gotham, while doing some darker and uglier things for other gangsters, they turned their heads and hated the clown crazily Come.

Gordon pursed his lips. He was very familiar with this kind of person. He grew up in a slum, came from a humble background, had no relatives, friends, and goals in life.

Bucky indifferently lifted Elizabeth over his head, hid himself behind, and shouted, "Move all the police cars and clear a path, or I'll shoot!"

In order to make his threat more powerful, Bucky pointed the gun at Elizabeth's jaw, pressed her face hard against the glass, and showed the policemen the girl's distorted face due to fear.

The other policemen turned their attention to Gordon, who suppressed the anger in his chest and said coldly, "Do as he says."

The police car retreated silently, and with the sound of brakes, it gave way to the orange school bus.

"Hahaha, that's right."

Bucky laughed presumptuously, held Elizabeth and slowly retreated to the hall, and said to his subordinates: "Hurry up, put all the money in the car, and take a hostage with you when you leave, and hide yourself behind the hostages. Otherwise, wait to be shot in the head by a sniper rifle."

Elizabeth thrashed her two calves and struggled constantly, but the palm of the other party's grip on her collar was as firm as an iron hoop.Bucky was annoyed by her struggle, and grabbed her neck casually, causing Elizabeth's face to flush from lack of oxygen, and she was about to be strangled to death.

Elizabeth and Leon have only met a few times, so they are not familiar with each other.

Her life is secondary, but since she was entrusted by others, if she can't be loyal to others, wouldn't she be ashamed of being a monk?

Besides, Li Ang has always despised and hated these picky scumbags who inflict violence on unarmed women and children. In his previous life, he walked in the world, and he did not know how many bloods of "green forest heroes" were on his hands.

These clown gangs in front of them are just a bunch of courageous gangsters, they just need to find a way to sneak in, stay in a hidden place, and kill them all.

"Let go of her."

Li Ang struggled to get up, the wound on his forehead was still bleeding, "I'll be the hostage."

"Huh?" Bucky turned his head and roared irritably, "Who are you-he-mother?"

Li Ang swallowed, and said in a trembling voice: "Look, this girl is too small to be a cover of flesh and blood, and will struggle to escape. If I come as a hostage, I can completely cover it for you."

"Heh, you're her brother?" Bucky asked with great interest, his grip on Elizabeth slowed down, the girl burst into tears and coughed violently, as if she wanted to cough up all the alveoli.

"That's right." Li Ang said with a bitter face, "I'm here as a hostage, is there a deal?"

"Of course." Bucky laughed happily, and motioned his men to surround Li Ang, aiming their guns at every corner of his body.

Bucky pressed the pistol on Li Ang's forehead, viciously pressed Li Ang's left arm and laid it flat on the counter, picked up the solid ceramic puppy sculpture placed on the wooden table, and rushed towards Li Ang with lightning speed. The elbow of the left arm was smashed down suddenly.

Click, the clear sound of bone fracture resounded in the hall, Li Ang's left arm was twisted nearly ninety degrees under the impact, and the fingertips could touch his shoulder without bending, and the protruding bone spur even poked out the skin sharp shape.

"Hahahahaha, look at you, you look much better now than before!"

Bucky laughed almost maniacally, and asked Li Ang's ear: "Now, do you still want to be a hostage?"

Li Ang's forehead was covered with cold sweat, he panted heavily, glanced at the broken left arm, and replied peacefully: "Of course, and my willingness to be a hostage has become stronger.

Bucky froze for a moment, then laughed frantically, "Hahahaha, interesting! I really appreciate a lunatic like you."

He left Elizabeth casually, let the girl fall on the cold marble floor, grabbed Li Ang by the neck, and dragged him into the school bus.

Bang, Leon was thrown onto the canvas bag of money along with several other hostages, and before he could get up, Bucky jumped into the car and pressed his face against the window.

The school bus engine started slowly, the tires rubbed against the ground, and it drove into the traffic flow under the watchful eyes of the Gotham police.

"Listen to the outsiders, no helicopters are allowed in the sky, and no police cars are allowed to approach on the ground, otherwise I will kill all these hostages one by one!"

After Bucky yelled this sentence out of the car window, he hid his figure behind Li Ang, and said to him, "You'd better not move, 'superhero', or I'll guarantee that before those snipers shoot me Before, your skull would have been pried open by my bullets."

(End of this chapter)