By the time Lin Zule arrived, Li Wenbin had already summoned a team of PTUs to surround the scene.
The inner layer is occupied by the elite of O's, and the innermost layer is the Flying Tigers.
All the guests and staff of this hotel were evacuated by Li Wenbin, leaving only Devlin inside.
The power of Tuxedo lies in the endless props and automatic combat function.
But there is no way to monitor the surrounding situation.
Devlin still heard Mr. Cha's shouting and realized that he was surrounded.
The most important thing is that his identity was directly called out by Li Wenbin.
There are only two ways left for him. One is to go out and surrender obediently. Then this matter will be elevated to an international incident and the CIA will be discredited, although their reputation is not very good to begin with.
Furthermore, if you fight to the end, as long as you are not caught, the CIA headquarters will not admit it. It can be said that the Hong Kong police made a mistake.
Devlin chose the second path without thinking. Surrender was impossible. If he survived, the CIA would find a way to execute him.
So he put on his latest tuxedo, and then put a high-tech synthetic mask on his face to prepare for the breakthrough operation.
What he didn't expect was that just as he had finished these things, bursts of gunshots and explosions suddenly came from outside.
It looked like someone was having a fight.
But Devlin knew very well that he brought Jimmy to Hong Kong this time. Jimmy had died and he didn't even have a companion. How could anyone come to support him at this time?
Outside the hotel, Captain Jian from Team A of the Flying Tigers ran over to Li Wenbin and asked: "Sir Li, can we scare people out by just firing off guns like this? How about we arrange for someone to go in and take a look?"
Li Wenbin glanced at Jian Ren and said, "Sir Jian, I do this to reduce the casualties of our guys. You just need to follow the order."
Jian Ren looked at Li Wenbin and felt a little helpless. In his opinion, what Li Wenbin did was a waste of time and ammunition.
Although Li Wenbin described the opponent as very strong, Jian Ren was also very confident in the strength of his team members.
What kind of high-tech weapons do you need to be operated by humans? If you don't touch it, how can you know whether you will win or lose.
However, the rank of official was high. Not only was Li Wenbin higher in police rank than him, but he was also the commander-in-chief of the scene. Zhuo Jingquan personally arranged it. Jian Ren could not disobey him unless he didn't want to do it anymore.
As soon as he walked away, Li Wenbin's right-hand man Hu Tianwen came over.
"Tou, the props are ready."
"Then let's get started!"
Hu Tianwen nodded, then picked up a blood bag and smashed it on his head. The artificial blood immediately flowed all over his face.
Li Wenbin also picked up a blood bag and patted it on his arm, and gestured to the guy on the side who was responsible for relaying the situation to the upper level.
The guy immediately turned on the camera and transferred the 'tragic' scene to the headquarters where Zhuo Jingquan was located.
At the police headquarters, Zhuo Jingquan and his subordinates were waiting to see what was going on at the scene.
When the scene was broadcast, Zhuo Jingquan and all his subordinates were shocked.
Especially when he saw that Li Wenbin was also "shot" and injured, his face became even more livid.
There is no one in the senior management who doesn't know Li Wenbin's identity. Now that the first brother's son is injured because of your arrangements by Zhuo Jingquan, how are you going to explain to him?
Although there are risks on duty, and one should be prepared for injury and sacrifice early in the morning, but Li Wenbin is Li Shutang's son, and if he is going to be injured, will Li Shutang really not react at all?
This is what Zhuo Jingquan was thinking now. He picked up the intercom system and asked the guy in charge of the broadcast: "What is the situation at the scene?"
"Sir, the other party used an unknown weapon. Sir Li and many of the guys were injured. The Flying Tigers also lost contact. We need support."
When Zhuo Jingquan heard this, he was so frightened that he sat down on the stool.
Things got serious now. The Flying Tigers whose whereabouts were unknown were directly regarded as sacrifices by Zhuo Jingquan.
He looked around at the management who were also frightened and said: "You have all heard it, come up with a countermeasure quickly!"
"Sir Zhuo, even the Flying Tigers can't handle it. It's useless to send others there. I think we should inform the garrison."
"Then do you want to tell Sir Li about this?"
"What should I say now? When Sir Li finds out, he will have to summon the entire management to discuss it. All time will be wasted!"
Zhuo Jingquan listened to the discussions among his subordinates. He reached out and patted the table and said, "Stop talking, I'll inform the garrison. I happen to have some friendship with Captain Richard of the garrison."
"Sir, dispatching the garrison is no joke. Let the Governor know..."
Zhuo Jingquan directly interrupted his subordinates' persuasion and said: "I only know that if we don't send people to support, when all our guys on site are dead, then every one of us here can prepare for early retirement."
Got it!"
Now no one raised any objections. If they really wanted to investigate afterwards, they could say that the situation was urgent and they could only use special measures.
At most, he would be demoted or transferred.
No matter what, it's better than retiring early.
After getting used to the power in their hands, it is not so easy to let them delegate their power.
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At the scene, Li Wenbin had already asked the staff to turn off the broadcast.
He was also somewhat uneasy. According to the rules, if he wanted to use the garrison, he had to contact Niu Niu, who would give the order directly.
Li Wenbin is now betting that Zhuo Jingquan will use his connections to borrow the power of the garrison.
When Lin Zule gave him this suggestion, he had already told him clearly about Zhuo Jingquan's connections and that only he had this energy.
And if it hadn't been for this 'crisis' moment, Zhuo Jingquan wouldn't have been able to take the huge risk to use this personal connection.
Now all Li Wenbin has to do is wait and see if the garrison will really come.
Not far away, Jian Ren clearly heard that he had been 'disappeared'. He opened his mouth and looked at Li Wenbin stupidly, not understanding what he was planning.
I want to report the real situation here.
However, Li Wenbin had tampered with their communication system early on. Now the entire Flying Tigers can only communicate internally and cannot transmit information to the outside world.
Even more confused than Jian Ren is Devlin in the hotel.
Seeing the police officers outside pouring bullets into the house as if they were free of charge, Devlin didn't dare to go out at all.
He had no idea what these bad guys were planning. Did they want to block him in the hotel?
How many bullets would be wasted?
Devlin knew that the longer time dragged on, the worse it would be for him. Since he couldn't break through head-on, he could only choose other ways, such as going to heaven or escaping to the ground.