Xu Chuan wanted to hand the little girl over, but the child pulled his neck and refused to let go.
"Damn, let you grow up like this, and I'll give you plastic surgery after I finish..." Xu Chuan, who was almost slapped, started talking nonsense in anger.
There were many people gathered in the club. An older woman came over to take the initiative to help, and the little girl reluctantly let go.
"Thanks……"
Xu Chuan thanked him, then raised his hand and rubbed Little Betty's head twice, and the child immediately became honest.
Curtis watched from the side. He couldn't figure out why a murderous guy like his boss always gained the trust of children.
"Boss, how did you do it?"
He just asked really.
"Because my face looks like a good person."
Curtis patted his face, OK, he really can't compare to this.
Xu Chuan took the bottled water sent by the waiter, drank half of it, and then poured his other half on his head.
After a while, his whole body was almost wet.
"That guy, I asked him to guard the staff passage."
Curtis told Xu Chuan what happened during this period.
Their arrival from the employee passage was quite smooth, 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.
As he was talking, the hotel manager and Mukosh Abani also walked over and asked anxiously, "Mr. Griers, how is the situation outside?"
Xu Chuan glanced at them, then glanced at the inside of the club.
"The attackers used to pretend to be a cricket team and moved into the fourth floor of the hotel. Most of the hotels that have been occupied have basically been controlled by them."
The hotel manager sweated on his forehead, "God, how could this happen!"
And Mukosh Abani said in an atmosphere, "Don't worry, I have contacted the Mayor of Mumbai and the Police Chief, and they have promised to send someone here immediately."
"These beasts cannot resist our invincible army in India."
It seems that the richest man in Asia has no clear understanding of the work efficiency of his country. Xu Chuan is now very sure that this guy's money is earned through collusion between officials and businessmen.
Xu Chuan did not intend to discuss this issue with him, but instead stretched out his thumb and said to the other party with a smile on his face, "Yes, just wait for the Great Indian divine weapon to descend to the sky, come on."
A hint of pride flashed across Mukosh Abani's expression, and then suddenly felt that the other party's words sounded so different.
After saying this, Xu Chuan ignored the other party, but looked at Curtis and the hotel manager.
"How is the current situation of the personnel? Has anyone been injured?"
Curtis immediately replied, "Someone has suffered some minor injuries. There is a medical box here, so there is no big problem."
The hotel manager was bitter, "Now there are more and more people, and the food and water may not be enough."
Xu Chuan nodded, but fortunately no one was shot, otherwise it would be really troublesome.
"There is no big problem with too many people now. The trouble is that you have not controlled their communications."
Xu Chuan and the few people in front of him pointed at the people at the scene. Many people were holding phone calls, either making phone calls or posting selfies.
Although he had thought about this before, he could not solve it at all. He could not force everyone to hand over the phone with a gun.
And even if you can do this, there is really too much time for too many people.
The KB players outside will definitely pay attention to online news, which means that their current location is likely to have been exposed.
Not to mention whether these people will have inner supporters, it is hard to say.
Xu Chuan glanced at the two people he had met before. The waiter was okay, but the other guy felt a little strange.
The other party was talking to a woman beside him, and seemed to feel his gaze, turning his head to look for the source of his gaze.
Xu Chuan immediately pretended that nothing happened, but he wouldn't return that phone anyway.
The hotel manager also thought of this possibility in an instant, and his face changed immediately.
Of course there is Mukosh Abani on the side, "I'll ask them to hand over their phones right away."
Xu Chuan shook his head. It was too late. At most, he could only ask Twitter to delete this information, and he had no choice but to use other social software.
"What should I do?"
Seeing Xu Chuan shook his head, Mukosh asked impatiently.
Xu Chuan replied sarcastically, "Of course we are waiting for the invincible army of the Great India to come and rescue it."
Mukosh was choked immediately. Of course he would not rush to get angry, so he immediately turned around and left to save himself in his own way.
How to save me, of course, I will continue to contact the police chief and my own people.
As the president of Reliance Industries, it is definitely okay to call a few teams of mercenaries, and he can also call his own private helicopter.
Seeing that Mukosh stopped talking, Xu Chuan looked at the hotel manager and said, "Can the fire fighting facilities here be used normally?"
The other party didn't understand, but he still replied, "Of course."
Xu Chuan pointed to Curtis, "You find a few young and strong people and gather all the fire extinguishers you can find."
Then he pulled the hotel manager to the table and found a piece of paper, drawing a floor plan on it.
Although it is inaccurate, it is still understandable.
Then a line was drawn somewhere in the corridor, "You call someone and pile up all the cabinets and tables in this room in this position."
"The higher the pile, the wider the better, leaving only a passage that one person can pass."
Then he looked at the hotel manager and said, "Do you understand? If you understand, go and do it quickly. Those people may come up at any time."
The other party nodded immediately, "I understand, I will arrange someone to do it immediately."
Curtis had already taken out the Bulgarian AKMS from the bag Xu Chuan brought back and then found someone to collect fire extinguishers.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! As for hotel managers, for these Indians, you only need to tell them one goal, and they will take action. As for efficiency, that is another thing.
Then Xu Chuan found Damien Scott who was guarding the employee passage. Nothing happened to this guy.
But when I was rolling the sheets with the female front desk in the room, I was almost scared by the gunshots and retracted.
Of course, he can't be idle, "I left a bag in Room 409 on the fourth floor, and you go and get it."
This request immediately made Scott show a mournful face, "BOSS, now there may be KB elements."
Xu Chuan shrugged, "I know, but I can come back safely. Your former delta should not be a problem."
"Or it is said that you have become unfamiliar with your skills over the years, so I really need to reconsider your contract."
This sentence made Scott's eyes widen immediately, "Fuck...me!"
Xu Chuan continued, "I'm not a charity here. If you want to find a place to retire, I suggest you go to San Fernando Valley to shoot adult movies."
"I know the phone number of the agency there. Do you need to hand you a resume?"
Scott only learned about his boss's mouth at this time. No wonder Curtis always wanted to vomit blood when he said that.
And the point is, this guy can really do it.
He jumped up and said, "OK, OK, I'll go now, 409, right?"
"Okay, my excellent staff, be more careful on the way."
Xu Chuan drove the person away in a sarcastic manner.
He has really endured this guy's work attitude for a long time.
Xu Chuan does not ask his employees to help him block bullets, but he must not be able to hold back.
After Scott left, he found Mukosh's bodyguards and asked them to be in charge of the employee passage.
Of course, Mukosh didn't want to. His bodyguard team was left with these people now. If he did something else, what would he do with his safety?
"What should I do? Wait for your great Indian soldiers."
Xu Chuan looked at the bodyguards in anger and said, "If you want to survive, hurry up and work."
MD, there is nothing to worry about every day.
Of course, Xu Chuan was not idle either. He had been using tactical terminals to pay attention to the surveillance of the entire building.
The attackers had almost emptied all the people on the bottom four floors, with bodies everywhere, and most of the hostages were left on the first floor.
These people were still checking the hostages' passports, obviously looking for someone.
And now they are much more cautious, they are all in groups of two people and no longer act alone.
To be honest, if it were only Xu Chuan and the other three, they would have been able to escape after obtaining the surveillance authority.
But now with so many oil bottles, it is really a troublesome thing.
Of course, they can also leave these people behind and run away, but this choice is best considered if it is absolutely necessary.
Otherwise, the character I had set up before would collapse.
And Xu Chuan is still very curious about the purpose of these people.
...
When the tenants at the Taj Mahal Hotel tried their best to save their lives, of course the outside was already in full swing.
Not only Mumbai, but in the era of popularization of the Internet, information spreads at the speed of light.
In addition, the official government of Mumbai City did not implement news control, which made many media rush directly to the attack site, wanting to obtain first-hand information and exclusive news.
At this time, the low work efficiency of the Indians began to show its bad consequences.
The first wave of attacks at Central Station caused nearly 60 deaths, including eight platform patrolmen, and more than 200 injuries.
When the Mumbai police arrived, the attackers had already left.
And an hour later, the injured were not all sent to the hospital.
The Mumbai police's call phone number had long been blown up, and until then they had not figured out how many places the attacks had occurred.
The attack at the Taj Mahal Hotel, if Mukosh had not called the mayor's call, the Mumbai police might not have known it yet.
Because the alarm call has long been out of reach.
Then the Mumbai police transferred all the police forces from the Central Station outside the Taj Mahal Hotel.
And at this time the media came one step earlier than them.
The cameras have been set up, and several TV stations are broadcasting this grand occasion live. Those who don’t know about it think India has become a regular member of the country.
Seven or eight hosts of the program rushed to report on the situation on the scene, for fear of being a little slower than others.
"We have received news from the hotel that survivors are hiding in the VIP club on the top floor, including Reliance Industries' Mukosh Abani and UC Technology's Bell Griers..."
"The police are not sure what the purpose of these people is and what organization they belong to..."
“So far, we have not seen Indian special forces present…”
"Just received the news that the Trident Hotel was also attacked, where diplomats in the United States lived..."
Of course, there are also some very unreliable media, "As we all know, this Bell Grylls is called the God of Doom. Now let's take a look at how many attacks have been related to him in recent years..."
...
These chaotic news made countries around the world stunned.
NM, that god of bad luck, you must never issue a visa to that guy in the future.
If Young Master Xu knew about it, he would definitely set fire to this TV station.
However, the matter is already obvious. This is another large-scale KB attack after the Jiuyaoyao and the Eight-National Summit in France.
As for the previous London MI6 headquarters bombing, if it weren't for nuclear weapons, the dead would not be ranked.
And Huaxia, which was supposed to be a melon-eating crowd, suddenly realized that there was something about it.
After confirming that the Chinese did not suffer any casualties in this attack, the foreign affairs department immediately began to deal with Xu Chuan's problems with all their might.
Many people are reacting to their superiors, can we tell this man not to run around? How many things have happened in the past six months?
However, no matter how much you complain, China certainly cannot let something happen to Xu Chuan.
Not only the foreign affairs department was constantly communicating with India, but even the military had argued the possibility of going to Mumbai for rescue.
Mr. Xu's work this time has made many people busy.
Of course, Xu Zhengyang took over the relevant intelligence work, and Luo Jialing had prepared all the information she could find after learning that the Taj Mahal Hotel was attacked.
"The military cannot move, how confident are our operational personnel."
Xu Zhengyang was still very calm. He knew very well about China's correct plans and would never be able to send troops unless it was absolutely necessary.
Moreover, India agrees that China will enter its own country for rescue operations.
Luo Jialing shook her head, "The situation in Mumbai is very chaotic. According to the information we have at present, we may not have enough manpower."
"If we can grasp the situation inside the hotel, maybe we can come up with a solution."
But now they are thousands of miles away, how could they get information from the scene immediately?
Xu Zhengyang looked at his little apprentice and asked expressionlessly, "Have you called him?"
Luo Jialing stared at her eyes and hesitated for a moment, then shook her head.
"Then let him call one. Now the media in Mumbai can report the situation of the hotel insiders, maybe the situation is different from what we imagined."
Well, the other party is right, and Luo Jialing is also concerned and confused.
She immediately took out her cell phone and dialed it to the other party.
Because this event was a business meeting with great success, Xu Chuan did not want to change his mobile phone number immediately as usual.
The phone ringing several times, but it was actually connected. The cynical voice she was very familiar with immediately sounded from the opposite side.
"What's wrong? Are you missing me?"
Luo Jialing, who was on the hands-free, almost smashed the phone.