He jumped off the stairs quietly and stopped quietly close to the door for a while. The noise inside was noisy and chaotic and could hardly hear anything. Wang Zheng shook his head helplessly. He wanted to try to hear the sound defense position or something, but he didn't expect to hear nothing, and he still had to use high technology.

On the multi-functional combat suit, a button on the neckline slowly reached the front of the right eye, and a slight shock, suddenly expanded and turned into a monocle-shaped item. Wang Zheng turned on the perspective mode in the iris, and with the help of a strong X-ray emitted at the edge of the lens, he could see the position of the person inside clearly.

Xiao Meng has led two teams of Yuri's original troops to leave, and the rest are controlled by the task system created by Jin Liuniang, and there is no unity. However, they still put on a simple defensive posture and were cautious in their guards.

The top floor is very large, but two or three hundred people squeezed on it together, and there was not much left.

I took a brief look and ignored the number of hostages sitting on the ground. There were about fifty guards standing with guns. Thirty people drove the hostages to one and a half, holding guns in front of the hostages, and carefully guards. There were two people guarding each staircase, and one person was looking out the window when the other twelve people left each direction. Pay attention to the government's reaction, all the other eight people came to the center to support them.

Wang Zheng simply considered it and was about to deal with the eight people in the middle first. After all, their vision was relatively broad. No matter which direction Wang Zheng started, they could notice the abnormality and issue an alarm as soon as possible. Now the hostages are still in their hands, and Wang Zheng is unwilling to be discovered by them now.

However, when the top floor was built, it might be considered that it was too high, and it was easily affected whether it was windy or rainy. So the entrance to the rooftop was made into a double-layer security door. However, when the inside was locked, Wang Zheng really couldn't find a good way to go in. After thinking for a long time, he decided to return the same way and enter from the damaged window.

He jumped onto the rooftop with a quick look, jumped to the ground and rushed out of the building. He changed the direction of gravity and stood steadily on the side wall. He narrowed his body slightly and avoided a searchlight sweeping by a helicopter. His figure flashed again and he had already reached the head of the observer in this direction. After waiting quietly for five minutes, the other party did not neglect.

I tilted my head and thought about it. I used to be a skilled spy and I couldn't fight, but I was an expert in assassination and searching for things. I could even make it easy to observe the surrounding forms and whether there were followers. I was foolish to wait for him to neglect.

Seeing him opening the window, Wang Zheng felt a little moved, and he raised the resolution of the optical hiding device a little, reached out to take a few drops of rain, and shook at the man. The raindrops instantly entered his eyes.

He blinked his eyes reflexively, stepped back and reached out to wipe the water from his eyes.

Wang Zheng took the opportunity to jump from his head and jumped into the top floor. Because the direction of gravity had not changed, his body did not fall to the ground but slid lightly against the ceiling and slid towards the center of the top hall. Adjust the whole to a microgravity upward, reach out to touch the ceiling and change direction, avoiding various chandeliers, quickly approaching the eight people in the center.

Sliding quietly above the eight people, his hands spread out, and his whole body was tightly attached to the ceiling to form one with them. His eyes quickly scanned the hall, and after waiting for about ten minutes, no one would pay attention to it.

Wang Zheng nodded, it was typical of darkness under the light. I think there was still some time to solve the problem of the thirty guards after putting them in.

When the palm of his hand was turned, the flying needle appeared in his hand instantly. The iris monitor accurately showed the position of the personal sleepy acupoint and the best flying needle route. Wang Zheng, who accelerated the calculation power, instantly calculated the order, direction and the force of each needle. With a wave of his palm, the flying needle instantly pierced into the neck of several people, and his eyes turned and his legs were weak, he would fall to the ground.

Wang Zheng flashed, gently pressing against the bodies of several people, asking them to lean against each other, forming a chat posture. He swept his eyes around him, and it was very good, no one noticed it.

Then the next one is the two people at the entrance of each corridor and observers from the other three directions. After all, if they are exposed later, they will likely report to the people below. At that time, they will sneak into the attack and become a strong attack, and the hostages will be killed and injured, and the superhero will become super criminals.

Gently rise, the body restored to its state of being close to the ceiling, and floated silently over the guards of each corridor, making needles, thrust, and posing, posing a few in one dragon into a posture close to the wall. The same method turned the three observers into a close look close to the window.

He took a breath and sneaked behind the thirty hostage guards. He simply thought about it in his mind. There were thirty people in total. It took about two seconds for the first batch of people to fall into coma from the needle. If they took two seconds to take turns, they would almost make three rounds, which is six times, each time four people. If it goes well, in the end, they would only deal with the six hostage guards and one observer.

He silently calculated the direction of his attack in his heart, and suddenly heard a clatter behind him and the sound of the human body falling down. Wang Zheng's heart jumped and said, "It must be that someone who didn't arrange it and fell down early."

"Hey, buddy, what are you doing? Are you asleep?" Several hostage guards saw one of the guards in the south corridor lying on the ground and smiled heartlessly.

"That's right, why don't you get up quickly. The boss will find out later. I won't even peel you off!" Another said with a gloating smile.

"You don't call him next to you, you'll be confused when you sleep!"

"Ha ha……"

At this time, another guard suddenly fell to the ground, and the laughter suddenly stopped. The guards who laughed at him suddenly opened their eyes as if they were castrated.

The observer opposite suddenly turned around and said, "Things are not right! Big Head, take two people to see what's going on. Everyone else cheer up, don't miss the boss!"

The man who started to laugh at him first touched his bald head and muttered, "Grandma, isn't it just the boss who asked you to be a manager for the time being? Why are you so arrogant?" But then that's what he said, he still took a few people to walk there.

When Wang Zheng saw that the position they wanted to move, he no longer estimated that his calculations had not been completed. He immediately led his hand to fly the needle at the few people who were not moving.

Brush brush-!

Dongdongdongdongdongdongdong-!

"ah--!"

Just after three times of ejaculation, a female hostage saw it and accidentally looked up and saw a guard rushing towards him. She screamed in a hurry.

The hostage guards were immediately awakened, and a white-haired middle-aged guard immediately pulled the bolt and shouted loudly: "Things are wrong, someone has sneaked in, pay attention to the hostages!"

When Wang Zheng saw that they were taking hostages, he thought it was not good and things were going to be broken. At the last moment, he fired another flying needle to deal with the seemingly head-on observer. Only then did he show his figure and attract the attention of the other people.

Seeing a black figure appearing in front of you out of thin air at night, all the female hostages screamed in horror. The white-haired middle-aged man immediately frowned like a shooting from the ceiling, hoping to suppress the riot and attract his companions.

Wang Zheng gave the opportunity a rare hand and flew eight people to the ground.

The white hair suddenly realized, grabbed a screaming hostage next to him and blocked it in front, huddled behind the hostage and shouted loudly, "Who are you?"

When the other hostages saw this, they knew that the screaming would definitely not have a good ending. They immediately covered their mouths tightly and stuffed the horrified screams back into their bodies.

The scene became quiet. Wang Zheng ignored his culture and ignored the ten guns in front of him. He listened gently, showed a helpless expression and murmured: "Is it still a forceful attack? It's a pity, but the more than one hundred people below don't need to come up!"

Then he took out a remote control and pressed it gently. Everyone felt the whole building buzzing. While the ground was constantly shaking, four streams of earth, dust and dust immediately rushed in from the corridor.

Wang Zheng raised his head and looked at the people opposite him, and said expressionlessly: "The stairs exploded, and the eyes were filled with stones and eyes were at the entrance of the passage, so they couldn't get in!"

The white-haired face suddenly changed and knew that there was no hope of support, so he immediately shouted: "Kill him!"

"Da da da da da da da da!"

Ten guns shot towards Wang Zheng at the same time. Wang Zheng's thinking continued to accelerate, giving the best dodging position and counterattack in the iris. Wang Zheng kept dodging along the best range, and it was not a flying needle that calculated the flying needle that guard was knocked down.

In the eyes of nearly two hundred hostages, Wang Zheng quickly dodged in the rain of bullets, as elegant as a butterfly, as mysterious as a night elf. From time to time, a faint smile appeared in his eyes, and then a snailful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Then he waved his right hand, and an instant fell to the ground. He was so powerful, elegant, light and mysterious.

All the hostages held their hands tightly and looked excitedly at Wang Zheng fighting with several robbers. The light of giving up hope in their eyes was as if Wang Zheng's black assassin suit had become an angel in white in the eyes of everyone, powerful and charming. It was the angel specially sent by God when he heard their prayers, and they were their savior tonight.

Dong--!

Another person fell down, and the white-haired man held the gun tightly behind the hostage with a nervous look, and shouted loudly: "Don't come over! Stop!"

Wang Zheng stood obediently, raised his hands high, showing an innocent look on his face, as if saying that I was harmless!

The white-haired looked happy and was about to speak again. When two people suddenly rushed out from behind him, they pressed him to the ground. They were knocked out of an old fist. They were knocked unconscious. Wang Zheng shook his head with some sympathy and said to himself: "It would be great to let me prick me, I have to be beaten up. Why do you really take a hostage and dare not hit you?"

Looking at the chaotic scene in front of me, I took out a disposable phone from my waist, gently pressed the beautiful hostage's chin twice, smiled and put the phone in her palm, said something, and suddenly jumped out of the window.
Chapter completed!