the world is at stake

Miss Sanxing had been living in for less than an hour, and she asked angrily, "We are on the top floor, how do we leave?"

"There is a helicopter on the roof." The hotel butler said, "The Peninsula Hotel is the only hotel in Hong Kong that can take off and land helicopters. We can leave very conveniently."

The bodyguard hurriedly went to the roof to check and found that the elevator had been locked, so they could only go up the stairs to the helicopter platform on the roof.There is a French-made 'Little Squirrel' helicopter parked on the platform, but the pilot is not there.

Looking for a pilot?Sorry, the phone doesn't work, either wired or wireless - the situation is far worse than expected, mobs have taken over the entire hotel.

In the press conference hall of the hotel, the thugs in disguise finally stopped pretending.

The 'cameraman' with an AK slammed a shuttle towards the ceiling.Accompanied by gunshots, he shouted in English: "This is kidnapping, everyone keep quiet, or you will be killed."

The sound of gunfire filled the field, making people shudder.

More than a dozen real estate tycoons were sitting on the chairs being interviewed, and their bodyguards were not around, so they could only stare blankly—even if the bodyguards were there, it would be useless, and they would have to be cowardly when they met AK.

Just to accuse Zhou Qingfeng of rough treatment of the 'female reporter', Li Cucuma stood up.Now that the incident happened suddenly, he stood still and didn't dare to move, for fear of being shot to death.

But because things didn't go well, the 'cameraman' thug was already in a state of desperation.His gun forced dozens of reporters to sit on the floor. Seeing that Li Cucumber was still standing, he strode forward and slapped him, "I'll let you sit down."

The reporters at the scene sat down obediently, but several cameras were still working.The people watching TV stared at the screen when they heard a loud slap in the face. Li Cucumber was slapped in a circle and fell down.

Wow, so cool!

Under the money worship is the plot of hatred of the rich, but everyone dare not show it on weekdays.

I saw it today, ouch... It turns out that 'Superman' can also be slapped, and he didn't even dare to fart after being slapped, so he could only fall to the ground!

Listening to Li Cucumber's "Success Learning" is too boring, but now seeing Li Cucuma's rosy face in "Wuzhishan" is too novel--it was only then that the people who eat melons remembered that someone seemed to have run away just now.

Yes, yes, one did run.

President Zhou laughed and cursed, even Li "Superman" was deflated in front of him.Who would have thought that he is also a first-class player in running, and "oiling the soles of his feet" is not enough to describe his speed.

Judging from the appearance just now, the thugs in disguise are clearly targeting President Zhou.As a result, the owner didn't catch it, and a bunch of miscellaneous fish were caught.The hall where the press conference was held quickly poured into seven or eight mobs armed with weapons, helping to control the scene.

But the 'female reporter' among the mob couldn't hold on anymore.She tried to assassinate the target with the poisonous needle on the ring, but she was kicked in the lower abdomen instead, even in vain.

Zhou Qingfeng's strange strength, combined with his merciless sympathy, seemed to directly kick the opponent's spleen.

The 'female reporter' fell to the ground in pain, her face was like gold paper, with a yellowish-yellow-greenish-green color across her face, and every breath she took was calling for the countdown to death.

A mob leader rushed over and yelled furiously at the accomplice who did it, "What's the use of you arresting these trash? We want to arrest Zhou Qingfeng."

As soon as these words were shouted, the live broadcast signal spread throughout Hong Kong-Uncle Zhou's reputation rapidly increased, which was the approval of the thugs.

Chapter 12 Who is the thug?

Ritz Hall is the largest indoor conference hall of The Peninsula Hotel, with an area of ​​more than 500 square meters, which can accommodate more than 100 participants at the same time.

Its interior decoration is dominated by gold, with ornate chandeliers, towering columns and gilded cornices, which is luxurious and gorgeous.On weekdays, luxury businessmen often choose this place to hold large public gatherings.

But the situation is different today. Under the gorgeous chandelier, more than a dozen well-known real estate businessmen in Hong Kong are trapped here like chickens.Including Li Cucumber with blood-red palm prints on his face.

These important figures were identified one by one and tied to chairs individually.

In addition, dozens of journalists and entertainment stars who participated in the 'Real Estate Summit' were also arrested and treated differently according to their status.The thugs also took control of the hotel's computer with the help of insiders, and are looking for important people among the tenants as hostages.

According to Craig's plan, to deal with Zhou Qingfeng, he would be assassinated if he could, and if he couldn't, he would be forcibly killed.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Qingfeng would be able to sneak away from the gun.Although there were more than 60 agents and thugs who sneaked into the hotel, they could barely control the entire hotel.

It is easy to deal with tenants who will not resist, and the Hong Kong police who are rushing to the house are also very cautious.But... the out-of-control Zhou Qingfeng became the biggest hidden danger.

If this guy squats anywhere, no one can easily find him.

Only then did Craig, who was commanding by remote control, realize that Marco was too stupid to intervene easily-the speed of the prey turning into a hunter was too fast.

It's just that it's hard to ride a tiger now, and the matter can't be solved simply.

The agents and thugs acted quickly, and quickly took control of the entire hotel.They cut off power supply and communication, kidnapped wealthy businessmen and celebrities, and blocked the internal and external connections of the hotel.

There were 2000 people blocked in different floors and areas throughout the hotel.Except for a small number of people with satellite phones, others are like isolated islands, making it difficult to contact and communicate with each other.

In the presidential suite on the top floor, Miss Samsung also had to condescend to stay in the dim light of the emergency lights.Holding the satellite phone, her assistant anxiously contacted the Korean Consulate in Hong Kong.

But the consulate was helpless, and could only express its efforts to urge the Hong Kong police to send rescue personnel.Can't wait for rescue, the thugs controlling the hotel have already learned of Li Fuzhen's existence.

Those who live in the standard rooms are very safe, as long as they are safe and sound, the thugs will ignore them.If you want to take hostages, you must catch the most noble ones.

Where is the most expensive place to live, the presidential suite!

When the elevator leading to the top floor was in operation again, Li Fuzhen's bodyguards were on the verge of a formidable enemy.They had no weapons, so they could only find some furniture to block the door, but this defensive measure was like a joke.

With a slight explosion, the door of the suite and the blocked furniture were all blasted open.Five thugs armed with assault rifles and wearing night vision goggles broke in from outside.

The rifle has been modified and a strong flashlight has been added.Rays of light shone in the dimly lit suite.

A bodyguard had to bite the bullet and stand up to negotiate, "Don't shoot, there are important personnel of the Samsung Group here. Guaranteeing our safety will allow you to get a huge ransom."

But as soon as he finished speaking, the leading mob on the opposite side opened fire.

The three bursts of short bursts all hit the negotiating bodyguard's chest, and his sturdy body fell down with a thud.The people hiding behind the bodyguards immediately lost their minds and screamed.

When the atmosphere of death and terror was strong enough, the leading thug shouted in English: "Miss Li Fuzhen, please stand up. We checked the hotel's guest registration system and know you are here. Don't let your men come down to die."

Miss Samsung was squatting under the wall behind the bodyguards, and the emergency lights in the living room illuminated the fallen corpse and the blood soaking the carpet.She didn't dare to look at it at all, she could only sob, let alone stand up.

At this moment, all the wealth and status are fake, all the glory and aura in front of people have faded, and everyone has only one life, and if they die, they will really die.

Li Fuzhen is surrounded by her assistant bodyguards and servants.These people also looked at the corpse in a daze, unable to help at all.No one dared to take the risk of death when they must die. They could only stare at the eldest lady who was about to shrink into a ball.

The thugs who broke in did not wait, the strong light from the muzzle moved slowly, and soon found several terrified faces hiding behind the wall - bodyguards, assistants and servants collectively pointed their fingers at Li Fuzhen.

The eldest lady has lost all color, her eyes are tearful and her shoulders are trembling.She couldn't stand up at all, so she could only speak in English with chattering teeth: "I am Li Fuzhen, please don't hurt me. My father will pay the ransom."

The thugs stepped forward and grabbed Li Fuzhen roughly, dragged him out and took him into the elevator.Then several other bodyguards were also pulled out, but they were pushed onto the helipad on the roof of the building.

Outside the hotel, two Hong Kong police helicopters were circling, with their searchlights sweeping around, and soon they found someone on the helipad on the roof.

In the Lishi Hall, a cameraman was carrying equipment tremblingly, facing a mob leader wearing a turban.The other party held an Uzi Microcharger in his hand and asked, "Are you ready?"

The cameraman replied in a trembling tone: "Ready, the live broadcast truck is outside the hotel, the microwave connection is normal, and the live broadcast has not been interrupted at all."

"Very good." The leader of the mob stood in front of more than a dozen wealthy real estate businessmen who were kidnapped, and the first one was Li Cucumber, who looked listless.Holding a satellite phone in his hand, he said in a deep voice, "Mr. Dong, are you listening?"

"Yes." The voice came from inside and outside the phone, "I saw you on TV, and the live broadcast signal is very good."

"My name is 'Jackal'. Of course, it's a nickname." The mob leader said: "We now control the Peninsula Hotel, and you should have seen our people on the roof holding hostages. Can you let the police helicopter go away ?”

On the other end of the phone, Mr. Dong replied calmly: "Of course, the chief of police is by my side. The police helicopter will leave immediately. We can consider any conditions you have."

"Any conditions?"

"of course."

The mob leader immediately shouted fiercely: "Find Zhou Qingfeng for me."

Uh... Mr. Dong is silent.

The leader of the mob continued to shout, "We are here for Zhou Qingfeng, but this guy slipped really fast. Before that bastard slipped, he kicked one of our companions and seriously injured him. Get me Zhou Qingfeng, and I will release all of you." hostage."

"Sorry, this can't be done. We can't ask Mr. Zhou Qingfeng to do anything to endanger his life."

Mr. Dong refused.but……

"You let Mr. Li and others go, and I can personally go hostage for you to ensure that you can get the ransom and leave safely. As for your wounded, we can treat them."

But such a good condition, the mob leader coldly refused.

"I only want Zhou Qingfeng, otherwise I will kill one hostage every hour. Not only do I have a rich Hong Kong businessman in my hands, but I also captured the eldest lady of Samsung. Guess who I will kill first?"

After finishing speaking, the mob leader hung up the satellite phone, and at the same time pointed his gun at Li Cucumber, who was in a panic, in front of the live camera.

This scene was transmitted to thousands of households in Hong Kong by means of a live broadcast truck outside the hotel, and all major radio and television stations in Hong Kong were broadcasting it late at night, which invisibly created great pressure on the SAR government.

The wealthy businessmen in Hong Kong are so entangled that they occupy almost all the business in Hong Kong.Basic necessities of life can hardly escape the enterprises of these big businessmen.Seeing their big boss being kidnapped still caused many people to worry.

If Li Cucumber and others are really killed, it will definitely trigger a strong impact on the current Hong Kong government.At this solemn moment, a voice came from the intercom of the mob leader: "Hello, I'm Zhou Qingfeng."

Before the mob leader left the camera lens, he was puzzled for a few seconds, grabbed the walkie-talkie and asked, "Zhou Qingfeng, where are you?"

"I'm at the Peninsula Hotel, and I'm watching your live broadcast. I want to ask you to do something." The voice on the walkie-talkie was very out of tune, without any seriousness or composure, it seemed to be joking instead.

The conversation with Mr. Dong just now had a tense atmosphere, but now that Zhou Qingfeng's voice broke into the screen, the people of Hong Kong felt relieved, as if something strange was about to happen.

The mob leader was surprised that the hunted target would take the initiative to contact him.His astonished expression was covered by a turban, but the surprised tone was transmitted to thousands of households.

"You want me to do something for you?"

Never encountered such a situation.

Zhou Qingfeng continued: "First of all, as a kidnapper, the nickname 'Jackal' is too uncreative.

Are you uneducated?Seeing other people call it 'Jackal', you also learn to call it 'Jackal'?You can call me 'Long Aotian'! "

It's this time, and you still have the heart to tease?

"You... If you don't show up, I'll kill a hostage every hour." The mob leader didn't want to talk nonsense with Zhou Qingfeng, he wanted to kidnap morally to see if he could force the target out.

"Why do you have to wait an hour to kill someone?" Zhou Qingfeng expressed his confusion, "Kill now. Actually, I just want to beg you, kill Li Cucumber.

Jackal brother, you do good deeds.

Hong Kong people have been suffering from plum cucumbers for a long time. This guy is like a vampire raising all the people in Hong Kong as pigs, causing the economy to be deformed.You can accumulate great virtue by killing him, and I guarantee that the common people will burn incense for you as a memorial tablet for longevity. "

What……?

Li Cucumber was also in front of the camera, raised his head in surprise, and shouted angrily: "Zhou Qingfeng, what enmity do I have with you? Do you want me dead so much?"

The leader of the mob also said "Ha..." for a while, "What do you mean by the surname Zhou?"

"What do you mean? Let you kill!"

"When you are a gangster, you have to look like a gangster. If you don't dare to kill people, what are you doing here?"

"You really have the nickname 'Jackal'. Jackals don't even bite when they don't see blood? Don't you know your name is 'Husky'?"

"Muzzle down, shoot Li Cucumber in the forehead. One shot is not enough, smash his body to pieces! Please do it quickly, the people of Hong Kong will be grateful."

"Dude, the responsibility for history is on you. You can't shirk it."

"It's not that Hong Kong lacks land to build houses, but the high prices are all caused by Li Cucumber. He not only harmed Hong Kong people, but also went to harm the Chinese in the mainland. He made money from the mainland, and turned around to collude with the British to coerce foreigners to self-respect." .”

"This kind of garbage is a waste of food. I came to Hong Kong to kill this old dog. I not only want to kill this old dog, but I also want to kill his whole family."

"How about we have an exchange. I also caught one of your guys, and the walkie-talkie was found on him. I killed him, and you killed Li Cucumber. Fair enough, right?"

"Come on, let me do it first and give you a demonstration."

Disorderly voices came from the walkie-talkie. Zhou Qingfeng was pressing someone to tell his name, and there were heart-piercing screams during the questioning.

After a while, Zhou Qingfeng shouted on the intercom: "Brother Jackal, your subordinate is named Bai Ruide. He said that he is from Australia and was ordered to come to Hong Kong to hunt and kill me. Now I am acting in self-defense."

boom……

The chaotic noise stopped.

Only Zhou Qingfeng said indifferently, "Jackal, it's your turn. I will go find your companions scattered in the hotel, and kill any one I find until you kill Li Cucumber.

I'm going to leave my words today, you can ask your boss, I never make threats.If you don't kill Li Cucumber, I'll kill you, that's it. "

In front of the camera, the 'jackal' holding a walkie-talkie was completely stunned.

Beside 'Jackal', dozens of hostages were dumbfounded.

In front of the TV, tens of thousands of Hong Kong citizens were dumbstruck.

The bureaucrats and police officers in the special zone are also stupid and completely confused.

Who is this thug?

Chapter 13 Wild words

Central, Kennedy Road, the Hong Kong Government Building is brightly lit.

Mr. Dong stared at the mob leader in a daze on the TV, sighed heavily, and couldn't figure it out.After living such a life for such a long time, today's incident is too strange.

After a while, Mr. Dong looked at the chief of police next to him, and then at the chief secretary for administration, hoping to obtain some judgments and suggestions.

Thanks to the domestic policy, as long as people and things related to "foreign" are of a higher level.Hong Kong is also considered half of the 'foreign', everything is treated preferentially in the mainland.

Real estate developers like Li Cucumber have been held up to the altar and appear inviolable.Not to mention shouting, beating, and killing, any negligence at the local level is dereliction of duty and will be punished.

But today...

"It's really Zhou Qingfeng who was talking to the thugs?" Mr. Dong was deeply puzzled, "What is he going to do? Why is he like this?"

The painful forehead of the Chief of Police—the kidnapping of wealthy real estate businessmen including Li Cucumber at the Peninsula Hotel was enough for him to submit a letter of resignation.