Faced with the heavy siege of the army, the terrorist leader was not worried at all. His wrinkled old face became more and more excited, as if he looked ten years younger for a moment. He shouted into the microphone: "Who is in charge outside? How considerate is my request? I will only give you thirty minutes. Once the time is up, kill one hostage every five minutes."

At the same time, the camera was aimed at the hostages in the hall, and their pitiful appearances were transmitted through video.

In other rooms, a dozen terrorists were busy, fixing bags of C4 explosives on the supporting wall, inserting detonators and connecting wires, with extremely skillful movements.

"Excuse me, what should I call you?" After a chirping sound from the speaker, the general asked.

"My name is Aman. Don't try to trace my identity. I am just one of tens of millions of jihadists," the leader Aman said. God knows whether this is his real name.

"Mr. Aman, please stay calm. Our Ministry of National Defense is currently negotiating urgently on your request. As soon as there is a result, I will notify you immediately. Do not harm the hostages," the general said.

"I'm not in a hurry, there are still 27 minutes, okay, I'll contact you in 27 minutes," Aman sneered and turned off the intercom.

The conversation between him and the general was in front of everyone. Everyone became even more nervous and even the women were so frightened that they burst into tears.

Two terrorists were using online bank transfers on the computer to transfer the robbery funds through multiple accounts.

The general below ordered his subordinates: "Immediately investigate this Oman information,"

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"Ahhhh..." The woman in the box screamed louder and louder, her expression becoming more wanton.

Suddenly, he let go of Xiao Liang Yong, grabbed Liang Yong with both hands and pushed him on the chair, then stood in front of Liang Yong fiercely, opened the zipper of his leather pants with a pop, twisted his buttocks, and took off his leather pants. .

Damn, this thing is also vacuum down there.

When the leather pants were pulled down, the inside was smooth and golden, and Liang Yong couldn't take his eyes away.

The woman spread her legs and was about to sit on the trabecula with her head. She could see that the spring tide was already flooding there, and it was infinitely moist...

No, I can't be molested like this.

Although he was thinking a lot in his mind, Liang Yong still made a difficult decision. When the woman was about to sit on him, he stretched out his palms to touch the woman's crotch. In an instant, his hands were full of hair and water...

But he insisted not to let her get close...

"Haha, you like this," the woman shouted with excitement.

It was purely accidental. Liang Yong accidentally slipped in with two fingers, causing the woman to misunderstand. But now Liang Yong is still weak and has no way to resist. He can only make mistakes, follow the woman's wishes, move his fingers randomly, and in the blink of an eye he is again. Slide one finger, two fingers, three fingers...

Damn, it's too big.

The woman screamed in excitement, pressing her palms on Liang Yong's to help him exert his strength.

Suddenly he squatted down and raised his butt in front of Liang Yong, while his blood-red mouth was pressed into Liang Yong's face...

At this moment, Liang Yong felt extremely full and warm, and then internal force several times stronger was generated from the trabeculae and flowed into Dantian quickly. Dantian was completely activated, and the originally sealed internal force was induced to rotate at high speed...

Liang Yong quickly calmed down and silently used his mental skills to perform the Peach Blossom Magic Skill. He felt that not only his internal strength was recovering rapidly, but his mental power was also soaring crazily.

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Twenty minutes flew by in a blink of an eye, and five minutes passed again.

The general asked his men gloomily: "Are you all ready?"

"All offensive personnel are in place, and the helicopter will be able to enter the battle in five minutes to force a landing on the roof of the building," the subordinate replied.

"Okay, set the time for the attack in five minutes, and turn to the clock now," the general ordered.

Then he asked cautiously: "Have all the unrelated people nearby been evacuated? We must not let the truth of what happened here spread."

The army has been fighting terrorists for many years. After knowing that the terrorists controlled the MGM Hotel, he understood that it was impossible to compromise with the terrorists and could not care about the hostages. They could only attack with all their strength to save as many as they could.

"The police are separated by us two kilometers away, and all the people nearby are our people," the subordinate replied affirmatively. In this operation, the military dispatched a regiment with nearly a thousand troops.

In the hall, the terrorists also came back one after another, with bloody and ferocious looks on their faces. Some of them glanced at the hostages with lustful eyes.

They participated in this mission with the idea of ​​a fatal jihad, knowing that they could not leave alive. Now that all the explosives have been planted, they want to go crazy again at the last moment of their lives.

Two female celebrities were pulled aside by two eager terrorists, who tore their clothes and bullied them while laughing ferociously. The other terrorists did not stop them, but looked on with excitement and kept laughing obscenely.

Fortunately, Chen Mengyao and others were hiding among the hostages and kept their heads down so that they did not notice their peerless appearance, otherwise they would also be in danger.

But she was so frightened that her face turned pale. The other women even cried in fear. The men looked angry but did not dare to resist. Lao Wu spat at his mouth and slammed his fists on the floor. Yue Lingshan and Karina's eyes were red. , looked like they were about to explode, and with their jealous personalities, they really couldn't bear this, but now that Liang Yong was locked up in the room, his life and death unknown, they didn't dare to move even if he resisted.

"Is there any reply over there?" Aman looked at his watch and asked the man in charge of the computer.

"No," the man said.

Aman showed a ferocious smile on his face, picked up the microphone and shouted inside: "It has been 25 minutes now, and in five minutes we will start killing the hostages,"

"Please wait for another ten minutes. The Ministry of National Defense is making the final decision, and news will come in soon," the general said into the microphone to delay the time, deliberately saying it was ten minutes, in order to paralyze the terrorists and cover the troops' surprise attack in five minutes.

Aman sneered and hung up the intercom and ordered his men: "Stop playing and prepare to fight." Apparently he had seen through the general's tactics.

The gangsters immediately became energetic, grabbed their weapons and ran towards the rooftop. The two guys who were using force on the female star pulled away from the star, and they could still feel the female star's tight squeeze.

He cursed angrily, "You're a slut with thousands of people riding around," and kicked the female star away, then followed her companions and ran out to the rooftop.

The female star let out a miserable scream, but everyone could tell that it was a kind of suppressed excitement, and she was actually aroused by the terrorists.

On the 60th floor of the building, a group of heavily armed special forces stood guard at the entrance to the stairs. Demomen had placed bombs on the closed iron doors and would detonate them as soon as the time was up to break into the 61st floor.

Two Apache helicopters were hidden behind another building, and a dozen special forces on board were also ready to go. Monitoring showed that there were only two terrorists patrolling on the rooftop of the MGM building. They were sure to kill them accurately at the first opportunity.
Chapter completed!