Chapter 1210 You must not issue a visa to that guy
"What does picking up mean?"
Xu Chuan wanted to hand the little girl over, but the child held on to his neck and refused to let go.
"Damn, let me make you look like this, and then give me plastic surgery after you finish..." Xu Chuan, who was almost strangled and out of breath, began to talk nonsense angrily.
A lot of people had gathered in the club, and an older woman came over and offered to help. The little girl reluctantly let go.
"Thanks……"
Xu Chuan thanked him, then raised his hand and rubbed little Betty's head twice. The child immediately calmed down.
Curtis watched from the sidelines. He couldn't figure out why a murderous guy like his boss could always gain the trust of children.
"Boss, how did you do it?"
He just really asked.
"Because I look like a good person at first glance."
Curtis patted his face, okay, he really can't compare with this matter.
Xu Chuan took the bottled water brought by the waiter, drank half of it, and then poured the other half on his head.
After a while, his whole body was almost soaked.
"That guy Scott, I asked him to guard the staff passage."
Curtis told Xu Chuan what happened during this period.
They came up from the staff passage smoothly, and during this period, guests from other floors were also brought over by the waiter.
Now there are seventy or eighty people gathered in this club.
Just as he was talking, the hotel manager and Mukesh Abani also came over and asked anxiously, "Mr. Grylls, how is the situation outside?"
Xu Chuan glanced at them, and then scanned the inside of the club.
"The attackers pretended to be a cricket team and moved into the hotel on the fourth floor. They have now occupied most of the hotel, and they have basically controlled the hotel below the fourth floor."
The hotel manager was sweating on his forehead, "Oh God, how could this happen?"
Mukesh Abani said calmly from the sidelines, "Don't worry, I have contacted the mayor and police chief of Mumbai, and they have promised to send someone over immediately."
"There is no way these beasts can withstand our invincible Indian army."
It seems that Asia's richest man has no clear understanding of his country's work efficiency. Xu Chuan is now very sure that this guy's money was earned through collusion between officials and businessmen.
Xu Chuan had no intention of discussing this issue with him. Instead, he stretched out his thumb and said to the other person with a smile on his face, "Yes, we are just waiting for the magic weapon of Great India to descend from the sky. Come on."
Mukesh Abani's expression flashed with pride, and then he suddenly felt that the other party's words sounded so twisted.
After saying this, Xu Chuan ignored the other party and looked at Curtis and the hotel manager.
"What is the current personnel situation? Is anyone injured?"
Curtis immediately replied, "Someone was slightly injured. There is a medical kit here, so it's not a big problem."
The hotel manager said with a grimace, "Now that the number of people is increasing, food and water may not be enough."
Xu Chuan nodded. Fortunately, no one was injured by gunshots, otherwise it would be really troublesome.
"The problem of too many people is not a big problem now. The trouble is that you have not implemented communication control on them."
Xu Chuan pointed to the people in front of him. Many people were holding phones, either making calls or taking selfies and tweeting.
Although he had thought of this matter before, there was no way to solve it. He couldn't force everyone to hand over their phones at gunpoint.
And even if we could do this, there would be too many people and too little time.
Those KB elements outside will definitely pay attention to the news on the Internet, which means that their current location is likely to have been exposed.
It's hard to say, let alone whether there are internal liaisons among these people.
Xu Chuan glanced at the two people he met before. The waiter was okay, but the other guy felt a little strange.
The other party was talking to a woman next to him. He seemed to feel his gaze and turned his head to look for the source of his gaze.
Xu Chuan immediately pretended that nothing happened, since he would not return the phone anyway.
The hotel manager also thought of this possibility for a moment, and his expression immediately changed.
Of course, there was also Mukesh Abani on the side, "I immediately asked them to hand over their mobile phones."
Xu Chuan shook his head. It was too late. The most he could do was ask Twitter to delete the information. There was nothing he could do about other social software.
"What should we do?"
Seeing Xu Chuan shaking his head, Mukoshi asked impatiently.
Xu Chuan replied angrily, "Of course we are waiting for the invincible army of India to come and rescue us."
Mukesh was choked immediately. Of course he would not accept the anger and immediately turned around and left, intending to save himself in his own way.
How to save, of course, is to continue to contact the police chief and his own people.
As the president of Reliance Industries, it is certainly no problem to call in a few teams of mercenaries, and he can also call in his own private helicopter.
Seeing that Mukesh stopped talking, Xu Chuan looked at the hotel manager and said, "Can the fire protection facilities here be used normally?"
The other party didn't know why, but still replied, "Of course."
Xu Chuan pointed at Curtis, "You find a few young men and gather all the fire extinguishers you can find."
Then he took the hotel manager to the table, found a piece of paper, and drew the floor plan of the top floor.
Although it's not precise, it's still understandable.
Then he drew a line at a certain location in the corridor, "Call someone to stack all the cabinets, tables, etc. in this room at this location."
"The higher and wider the pile, the better, leaving only a passage for one person to pass through."
Then he looked at the hotel manager and said, "Do you understand? If you understand, go ahead and do it quickly. Those people may come up at any time."
The other party nodded immediately, "I understand, I'll arrange for someone to do it right away."
Curtis had already taken out the Bulgarian AKMS from the bag Xu Chuan brought back, and then asked someone to collect fire extinguishers.
As for hotel managers, if you tell these Indians a goal, they will take action. As for efficiency, that is another matter.
Then Xu Chuan found Damien Scott who was guarding the staff passage. Nothing happened to this guy.
It was just that when I was having sex with the female receptionist in the room, I was almost frightened by the sound of gunshots and shrank back.
Of course he couldn't be left idle, "I left a bag in room 409 on the fourth floor. Go get it."
This request immediately made Scott look sad, "BOSS, all of them may be KB elements over there now."
Xu Chuan shrugged, "I know, but I can come back safely, so it shouldn't be a problem for you as a former Delta."
"Or is it that your skills have become rusty over the years, so I really need to reconsider your contract."
This sentence made Scott's eyes widen immediately, "Fuck...me!"
And Xu Chuan continued, "I am not a charity here. If you want to find a place to retire, I would suggest you go to the San Fernando Valley to make adult movies."
"I know the phone number of the agency there. Do you need me to submit a resume for you?"
Only then did Scott understand his boss's mouth. No wonder Curtis always wanted to vomit blood when he talked about it.
And the point is, this guy can really do it.
He jumped up immediately, "OK, OK, I'll go now, 409, right?"
"Okay, my excellent employees, please be more careful on the road."
Xu Chuan drove people away angrily.
This guy's work attitude, he's really been putting up with it for a long time.
Xu Chuan does not ask his employees to take bullets for him, but he must not hold him back.
After Scott left, he found Mukesh's bodyguards and asked them to guard the employee passage.
Of course Mukesh is unwilling. His bodyguard team only has these few people left now. If he goes to do other things, what will happen to his safety?
"What should I do? The heavenly soldiers of Great India are waiting for you."
Xu Chuan looked at the bodyguards angrily, "If you want to survive, go to work quickly."
MD, there is nothing I can do to worry about this every day.
Of course Xu Chuan has not been idle. He has been paying attention to the surveillance of the entire building using a tactical terminal.
The attackers had emptied almost all the people on the bottom four floors. Bodies were everywhere, while most of the hostages were left on the first floor.
These people were still checking the passports of the hostages, obviously looking for someone.
And now they are much more cautious, they all work in pairs and no longer act alone.
To be honest, if it were just Xu Chuan and the three of them, they would have been able to escape long ago after obtaining surveillance permissions.
But now that there are so many oil bottles, it is really troublesome.
Of course, they can also leave these people behind and run away, but it is best to consider this option only as a last resort.
Otherwise, the persona he had established before would have collapsed.
And Xu Chuan is still very curious about the purpose of these people.
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While the tenants of the Taj Mahal Hotel were trying their best to save their lives, of course things were going crazy outside.
It's not just Mumbai. In the era when the Internet is popular, information spreads at the speed of light.
In addition, the Mumbai government did not impose any news control, which caused many media to rush directly to the scene of the attack, hoping to get first-hand information and exclusive news.
At this time, the low work efficiency of Indians began to show its negative consequences.
The first wave of attacks at the Central Station killed nearly 60 people, including eight platform patrol officers, and injured more than 200 people.
When the Mumbai police arrived, the attacker had already walked away.
An hour later, not all the injured had been sent to the hospital.
The Mumbai police's emergency hotline had been blasted for a long time, but until now they had not figured out how many places the attack had occurred.
As for the attack at the Taj Mahal Hotel, if Mukesh had not called the mayor, the Mumbai police might not have known about it until now.
Because the police call has long been out of reach.
Then the Mumbai police mobilized all police forces from Central Station to outside the Taj Mahal Hotel.
At this time, the media was one step ahead of them.
The cameras have been set up, and several TV stations are broadcasting the event live. Those who don't know think that India has become a permanent member of the United Nations.
Seven or eight program hosts rushed to report on the situation, fearing that they would be a little slower than others.
"We have received information from inside the hotel that the survivors are hiding in the VIP club on the top floor, including Mukesh Abani of Reliance Industries and Bear Grylls of UC Technology..."
"The police still don't know what the purpose of these people is and what organization they belong to..."
"So far, we have not seen the arrival of Indian special forces..."
"I just received news that the Trident Hotel was also attacked, where American diplomats live..."
Of course, there are also some quite unreliable media, "As we all know, Bear Grylls is known as the God of Doom. Now let's take a look at how many attacks have been related to him in recent years..."
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These confusing news have shocked countries all over the world.
NM, that god of misfortune, will never issue a visa to that guy in the future.
If Master Xu knew about it, he would definitely set fire to this TV station.
However, it has become obvious that this is another large-scale KB attack after the events of the Nine Yaoyao and the French Eight-Nation Summit.
As for the previous bombing of the MI6 headquarters in London, if it had not involved nuclear weapons, the people who died would not have been numbered at all.
But Hua Xia, who was supposed to be a melon-eater, suddenly discovered that there was something of its own in this.
After the foreign affairs department determined that there were no casualties among the Chinese in this attack, they immediately began to deal with Xu Chuan's problem with all their strength.
Many people are asking their superiors to ask if this man can stop running around. He has caused so many things in the past six months or so.
But complaining is complaining, and it is certainly impossible for China to let anything happen to Xu Chuan.
Not only is the foreign affairs department constantly communicating with India, but even the military has demonstrated the possibility of going to Mumbai for rescue.
Master Xu's new work has made many people very busy.
The relevant intelligence work was of course taken over by Xu Zhengyang, and Luo Jialing had already prepared all the information she could find after learning that the Taj Mahal Hotel had been attacked.
"It is impossible for the military to move. How confident are our operators?"
Xu Zhengyang was still very calm. He knew China's strategy very well. It was absolutely impossible to send out troops unless it was a last resort.
Moreover, there is almost no possibility that India will agree to China's entry into the country for rescue operations.
Luo Jialing shook her head, "The current situation in Mumbai is very chaotic. According to the current information, we may not have enough manpower."
"If we can understand the situation inside the hotel, maybe we can figure out a way."
But now that they are thousands of miles away, how can they immediately obtain the information on the scene?
Xu Zhengyang looked at his little apprentice, and then asked expressionlessly, "Have you called him?"
Luo Jialing stared and hesitated for a moment, then shook her head.
"Then give him a call. Now the media in Mumbai can report the situation of the people inside the hotel. Maybe the situation is different from what we imagined."
Well, the other party is right, Luo Jialing also cares about her and leads to chaos.
She immediately took out her mobile phone and called the other party.
Because this event was an upright business meeting, Xu Chuan did not want to immediately change his mobile phone number as usual.
The phone rang several times and was actually answered. The cynical voice she was very familiar with immediately sounded from the other side.
"What's wrong? Do you miss me?"
Luo Jialing, who was on speakerphone, almost smashed the phone.