What can a person do?

Zhang Shidong gave the answer. In the panic of countless people, when the commando began to enter the building, when Kong Xuedong criticized him for his personal heroism, he gave a picture.

No help with bare hands.

In addition to wearing the armed police coat, his pants and shoes were all ordinary casual styles. At an exaggerated speed that only appeared in the movie, he quickly climbed through the closed exterior wall of the first and second floor along the drainage pipe. After reaching the third floor, he saw that he only leveraged the unobstructed concave and convex concave decorations of the insignificant exterior decorations and quickly climbed to the height of about the fifth floor, where there was a side breathable window open.

The figure disappeared, but the impact never disappeared. Many young people who responded quickly took out their mobile phones to record this scene. The titles were similar - human? gods? monsters? martial arts masters?

This is an era of lack of heroes. The heroes created in news, newspapers, TV, and radio media cannot be bought by everyone. However, the true heroes with flesh and blood in the most realistic videos on the Internet will warm up the cold hearts that have been cruelly destroyed by reality.

Fear?

The panic and fear that had been before disappeared at this moment. Our great country has never lacked real strong men. There must be a hero in my millions of troops.

How to avoid the coverage of the monitoring system and sneak in quietly, Zhang Shidong needs to make himself a shadow, a shadow wandering outside the monitoring system.

compromise?

Stable battle?

Be sure to start a war?

That is conventional combat. In Zhang Shidong, there is never a choice for conventional combat.

Soon, Zhang Shidong caught a murderer, and with the cooperation of the gold and silver needles, he quickly obtained the information he wanted, adjusted the handheld computer and voice system on the murderer. Red dots appeared on the screen one by one, and the commands issued by the voice he had called him before rang in the headphones.

"Call in and kill one."

Zhang Shidong knew that every twenty seconds, there would be a murderer in a position who needed to report his news in the voice system. The murderer he had just strangled to death would be more than two minutes before it would be his turn again.

"Damn, time is tight."

Don’t bother to completely avoid surveillance videos and advance upwards as quickly as possible.

Click!

Without hesitation or mercy, the other party arranged a total of eight people in the area outside the eighth floor, and the remaining ten people were in the home experience hall on the eighth floor.

At the stairs leading to the eighth floor, the last two murderers crossing left and right, Zhang Shidong shook the silver needle in his hand. Before the other party's body fell down and made a sound, he rushed up the stairs and raised two guns in his hand. He observed the situation in the entire hall less than two seconds before the closest murderer discovered him.

He directly pulled the trigger, and each shot and each bullet fired eight shots. Eight murderers with various advanced weapons were shot in their eyebrows and fell to the ground. The gun in his right hand no longer spat out bullets, and the gun in his left hand continued to shoot, firing at the last two murderers displayed.

One was a murderer who had been caught by him. He was now pressing a woman to show off her fierceness on the bed covered with bedding. Most of the woman's clothes had been torn apart.

One of them holds a remote-shaped object in his hand and puts his fingers on the button.

The first shot of the gun in his left hand hit the wrist of the latter holding the remote control, directly piercing the wrist to ensure that he has no strength to control his fingers to press. He will not easily drop the remote control because of his previous posture. He quickly pulled the trigger and more accurate point shots caused both of them to lose control of their limbs, and each of them was shot several times.

In the time of pulling the trigger, the left and right hands were shooting, and the bulletless gun was put down and took out the third and fourth guns from the thighs. There was always a gun that was firing bullets, and there was always a gun that was aiming at the entire hall.

After the gunshot, the screams of all the hostages and the fear of holding their heads did not affect the stability of Zhang Shidong standing there and firing. He was frightened by the woman who was overwhelmed on the bed. The murderer was shot several times and shot him with a bullet on the side. His body hit the woman, and blood fell on the woman. He was completely scared. He stared at the ceiling with his eyes in a wooden manner.

"Squat on the ground and don't move, if you don't want to die."

Zhang Shidong slowly walked towards the person holding the remote control, took the remote control down, then walked to the bed, lifted the murderer he caught and threw it on the ground, and pulled the beautiful woman who was torn apart in a panic.

At this moment, someone in the crowd shouted: "Run!"

The hostages in the hall immediately rushed towards the stairs like crazy. Zhang Shidong was not in a hurry and shot him. A chandelier near the stairs fell to the ground, and the glass broke and made a loud noise.

"Squat down, if there are any strangers, I will think you are a criminal's accomplice."

How many evil things are there in the end not because of the incompetence of the rescue team. The four words of innocent civilians make hostages behave like rabbits in front of the bandits, and they become a disaster in front of the rescue team.

Bang!

Zhang Shidong raised his hand and shot him without any hesitation or hesitation. He held the gun and was about to hit Zhang Jun's head. The murderer disguised as an ordinary hostage stared at him and shot his eyebrows in his heart, and fell backwards until he didn't understand what monster he encountered this time. It was too strong. It was completely a machine with no errors.

The woman who had just been pulled up by him looked dull, and the gunshots rang in her ears at close range, awakening her, looking up at Zhang Shidong, the young face was like a bracelet iron, and it severely imprinted Zhang Shidong's appearance in her heart.

Zhang Shidong lit a cigarette and told Lin Ziqiang on the walkie-talkie that he would come up, holding a gun in his right hand, very steady, without any trembling, his eyes looked at the crowd squatting on the ground, took off his clothes and draped them on the woman, and pointed at an old man who was huddling alone in the corner: "Go and untie his rope."

The old man, wearing prisoner's clothes, walked tremblingly to Zhang Jun, untied the rope, and his trembling hands and trembling body all showed his fear.

"The play is good, don't move, don't move, don't put your hands in your pocket, why do you pretend? Is it so shaking? It's good, it's very good. Director Zhang, please take out his things." Zhang Shidong smiled and pointed the old man with a gun.

The old man lowered his head, with an extremely ferocious expression on his face, and he inserted his hand into his pocket desperately. He didn't believe that one shot could break his hand, and he could catch the remote control by himself in one shot. Otherwise, the bandits who hugged their heads with both hands were considerate to the hostages, which saved Zhang Shidong a lot of trouble. At least when he was confident in controlling the overall situation, the real boss behind the scenes would not dare to make any changes.

A bullet cannot break the arm, but it can accurately hit the meridians and bones at the wrist, causing the wrist to the palm to the fingers to temporarily be paralyzed and unable to exert force.

As the special police rushed to the eighth floor with their guns fully armed, Zhang Shidong fired the last few shots. The old man, like the two before, was shot in all his limbs, and his shoulder blades and pelvis. He would never stand up or use his hands in his life. Zhang Jun took out a remote control from his pocket that was the same as the previous remote control.

Putting a gun with a few bullets on the bed, Zhang Shidong raised his eyebrows at his father and waved at the special police and armed police. Under their arrangement, the hostages who were so scared by Zhang Shidong that they dared not move left the scene in an orderly manner.

Everyone looked at the backs who were walking down the stairs casually, and they were worshipping.

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