Long Zhan slowly woke up and slowly took the gun not far from the car.
As he was lying down, he saw a leg exposed from the car door. Long Zhan aimed at his leg and fired first.
The man lay on the ground with his legs stuck out.
Just through the gap in the car, we could see the terrorists dragging the president into the van, and other terrorists followed one after another.
Long Zhan lay down and fired several more shots at the van, hitting the iron skin of the van.
But the people in the car ignored him and drove far away.
Long Zhan climbed out slowly and desperately, and used the knife to hit the thigh of the terrorist who had just hit his knee but was not dead yet.
Asked: "Where is he."
I poked him while asking, but it was so painful that he had no energy to answer, so he could only scream "Ah, ah, ah".
At this time, Long Zhan was already very anxious and fully awake. He was very angry when he saw the president being taken away.
He was even so angry that he lost his mind.
He took out his anger on the terrorist.
Long Zhan kept pricking the knife into his leg and pulling it out again. Every time he pricked him, he asked: "Where is he, where is he, where is he? Where did they take him."
Finally, Long Zhan stabbed him in the abdomen with the knife and roared: "Where did you do him?"
"Lexington, Broadwick Street, Lexington Street." The other party couldn't stand his crazy assassination any more. He covered his face and replied hesitantly.
When he finished replying, a large number of rescue teams sent by the United States had arrived here.
Not long after the terrorist finished giving the address, he was assassinated by Long Zhan.
When the rescue team saw this scene, they persuaded Long Zhan: "Don't kill him, he is already dead. Let him go, get up, and retreat."
But Long Zhan didn't listen to them and kept on assassinating them.
The rescue team members hugged Long Zhan from behind and helped him up.
Comforting: "Calm down, calm down."
The dragon war slowly came to a stop.
"You must be Gibran." A rescue team member who had just picked up Long Zhan took off his black mask and said to Long Zhan.
"I'm Will Davis, 22nd Special Air Service Regiment, Trumbull sent us here, codename Jekyll Island."
Long Zhan heard that the other party was sent by the Vice President. After calming down for a while, he immediately stepped forward to shake hands and explained:
"The President has just been captured. Those bastards are planning to publicly execute him."
"We know it will be broadcast live online at eight o'clock in the evening. We will solve it, let's go." Davis replied, calling on everyone to save the president.
Finally, this time the American rescue team joined forces with Long Zhan.
This time the rescue team was so powerful that, for the sake of safety, every rescue member armed themselves with a black scarf, leaving only their eyes exposed.
This also makes it more difficult for terrorists to distinguish.
When Long Zhan heard that he was going to rescue the president, he was very excited and immediately went to the car to pick up his briefcase.
Get your belongings ready. Just about to set off with Davis.
But he was stopped by another rescue team member who shouted at him: "Wait, buddy, you can't come with us."
When Long Zhan heard this, he paused for a while and thought: This makes no sense, can't I go?
Long Zhan carried a gun and briefcase on his back and asked with a very dissatisfied expression:
"How many times have you saved our president? Now I am going to save him. You can either kill me or come with me. There is no room for negotiation."
Long Zhan was very forceful when he said this, and almost moved his face to the face of the rescue team.
The atmosphere was a bit awkward at this time.
Davis looked at Long Zhan, seeing his strong determination, then looked at the rescue team, and said: "Please first."
They agreed to let Long Zhan go to the rescue with them.
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Jesse, who was in MI6 at this time, was typing on the keyboard in front of the computer, wondering what code she was writing.
All I know is that the computer displays: "Authorization code disabled, monitoring system is online."
After a while, Jesse clasped his hands together again, sighed, and sat back in the seat.
Seems to be in trouble.
"Pop!" The same picture appeared on everyone's screen.
"The surveillance system suddenly recovered." The MI6 people looked at each other and said.
Police Chief Hazard turned to Jesse and asked, "What did you do?"
"I disabled the authorization code to turn off the surveillance system. They have been using our surveillance system to monitor us." Jesse said as he stood up and walked away with the clothes on the table.
"Wait, what are you talking about?" Hazard kept asking Jesse, but Jesse had already disappeared.
The time came to 7:50 pm.
In a dark room, a group of terrorists stood guard in various parts of the room.
Among them, two burly and tall terrorists dragged the president from the door to a very simple room inside.
Kamran and the disabled Sultan were waiting for the president in the inner room.
Two strong men signaled the president to kneel down in front of Kamran, but the president refused on the spot.
Seeing how tough the president was, Kamran gestured to the two strong men with his eyes.
After they understood, they went "bang, bang" and punched the president twice in the abdomen.
With their bodies being so big, this punch must be very powerful.
The president was beaten until he made a painful sound of "ah, ah".
Then he continued to force the president to kneel on the ground.
The president tried his best to resist, panting, but his strength was too weak to fight them, so he could only kneel down.
There were blood stains on the president's face and nose.
Now they dragged the president to Kamran. Kamran showed a cold expression and unbuttoned his collar.
Seeing the president being arrested by his men and struggling, he was filled with arrogance.
Think of the president as his lamb to be slaughtered.
Kamran deliberately squatted down and got closer to the president who was kneeling in front of him. He leaned in front of the president and said:
"You know what? President, you should be grateful. There are a few people who can die in front of billions of people. You will go down in history."
"I won't go on the road alone, Kamran, don't worry." The president said without fear.
Kamran's eyes were full of anger. He thought that the president was already on the verge of death, and yet he was still so arrogant. I am not as knowledgeable as you.
Then Kamran stood up slowly, pretended to carry him with his back, and instantly, using the reaction force of getting up, punched the president hard again.
Knocked the president to the ground again.
This fist hit the president so hard that his eyes glowed with gold. He had never been beaten so hard before, but now he had no choice but to endure it.