Siheyuan: Started at 57, he is a ruthless person who doesn’t talk much!

"What should we do, Captain?"

Jiang Xiaoyu followed in at this time, hiding beside Zhao Xiangyang with a box gun in his hand and asked.

"Let's go up."

After Zhao Xiangyang pondered for a moment, he said with a cold look in his eyes.

"Will it arouse their anger?"

Jiang Xiaoyu said very worriedly.

"Old Xing, take Xiao Liu and the others out of here, and then you will be responsible for talking to the higher-ups."

"Attract their attention and buy us time to get upstairs."

Zhao Xiangyang's gaze fell on Lao Xing and others who followed in from behind and said.

"Yes."

After hearing what Zhao Xiangyang said, Old Xing walked out of the main gate with Yan Xiaoliu and others.

And he was shouting loudly upwards.

"We're out."

"Please don't be impulsive. Don't be impulsive, okay?"

Old Xing lay behind a rock and shouted to Old Wu above him.

"Boom!"

After hearing what Lao Xing said, Lao Wu looked very angry, raised the gun in his hand, and fired two consecutive shots downwards.

"I saw Zhao Xiangyang just now. Ask him to come out immediately."

"Otherwise, I will kill him now."

Old Wu said this while shouting.

Because he had not been idle during this period, his investigation on Zhao Xiangyang was very comprehensive.

Even several people from the special brigade have gained in-depth understanding and familiarity.

So after hearing Lao Xing's voice, he could immediately conclude that it must be Zhao Xiangyang who came.

"Today our captain's father-in-law has to go back to his hometown to work. He is at home and did not come to work."

Old Xing shouted upwards.

"Boy."

"Do you really think I'm easy to fool?"

"Hurry up and let Zhao Xiangyang come out, otherwise I will kill someone right now."

Old Wu hated Zhao Xiangyang to the extreme, if it weren't for this kid tinkering with guns in the Red Star Steel Mill every night.

Because of his curiosity, he was exposed and forced to this point.

"Ok?"

The moment Old Wu said this, he felt a hint of murderous aura coming towards him.

"Bang!"

The door was suddenly kicked open at this moment, just as Old Wutou reacted.

"Bang bang bang!"

All that was heard was a burst of gunfire.

"Whizzing!"

I saw blood gushing out of Zou Chunzhi's body, and his whole body was beaten into a sieve.

lie on the floor.

His eyes were wide open, as if he was dying with his eyes open.

"Zhao Xiangyang!"

Old Wu's eyes widened as he looked at Zhao Xiangyang who was approaching with two guns.

All of a sudden, his eyes became wide with anger.

He pointed the submachine gun in his hand directly at the hostage's forehead and roared.

"You'd better choose to surrender."

"In order to prevent the hostages from being harmed, we chose to launch a forceful attack at this time."

"You know, everyone outside is ours. You can't get away."

"Niu Wangchen, Ma Gong, do you two want to continue with this enemy spy?"

"If the two of you drop your guns right now, raise your hands and surrender."

"I can guarantee that you two will not be shot. After all, you didn't kill anyone."

"If you choose to continue to resist, there will be two more bodies on the ground."

“Think about your parents, think about your brothers and families.”

Zhao Xiangyang said to the two of them.

"This one……"

After hearing what Zhao Xiangyang said, Niu Wangchen and Ma Gong's faces suddenly turned extremely ugly.

"If you listen to him, your life will be ruined."

"It's better to fight your way out with us. That way you still have a chance to survive."

Take the hostage to the side of the wall and try not to expose your head.

Because Zhao Xiangyang's shot just now really scared him.

There must be a sharpshooter below, as long as your head is exposed.

Then he would definitely be shot in the head by the other party, so he was very cautious.

Even when he was confronting Zhao Xiangyang and others, he tried his best to hide his body behind the hostages.

The gun in his hand was pointed at the hostage's forehead, as long as Zhao Xiangyang made any dangerous move.

He would kill without hesitation.

"We are all here, do you still want to resist?"

"This is your last chance. Otherwise, you will become cold corpses."

Zhao Xiangyang warned for the last time.

"us……"

Niu Wangchen and Ma Gong looked at each other and saw horror in each other's eyes.

"three!"

"two!"

"..."

Zhao Xiangyang began to count, and eventually the two's psychological defenses were completely broken.

"Clap!"

He dropped the gun on the ground and raised his hands.

"Wow!"

Jiang Xiaoyu and Leng Feng rushed up like lightning and controlled the two men.

"Take them down."

Zhao Xiangyang greeted the two of them.

"Yes."

The two of them agreed and walked downstairs with another hostage.

“You’re so strong!”

"But there is no way. I will not choose to surrender."

Old Wu's eyes were cold and he spoke to Zhao Xiangyang with a ferocious face.

"If you don't choose to surrender, it doesn't matter."

"Let's just stay here and I can play a round-robin game."

"You always have a nap sometimes, don't you?"

Zhao Xiangyang shrugged his shoulders, raised his two guns, and spoke to Old Wutou as he confronted him at that place.

"This one……"

Old Wu just felt that these words seemed to be very right. He almost wanted to give Zhao Xiangyang a thumbs up.

Say to him: "You are so right, I really don't know how to refute you."

"So, you can now continue to confront us in this place."

"After all, we are not at a disadvantage."

As Zhao Xiangyang spoke, he sat down in a gloomy position.

Because behind him were Feng Yuxiu and others, who were holding guns and aiming in the direction of Old Wutou.

"Then let's just stay here. If I get hungry and something bad happens to me, then he will have to starve with me, right?"

Old Wu said coldly.

"Why are you talking so much? Let's just wait and see. I'll have someone send us a roast duck and we can have a good meal here."

Zhao Xiangyang said with a smile.

"you!"

"I!"

After hearing what Zhao Xiangyang said, Old Wu was filled with indescribable anger.

But what he said...

But he couldn't utter even a complete sentence, and his hands and feet were shaking with anger.