A large group of heavily armed people in police uniforms walked into the hotel lobby, came to the front desk, and showed their IDs. "We suspect that an internationally wanted criminal is living in your hotel and need to conduct a raid. Please cooperate and hand over the master key card."
We need to be able to reach all elevator floors and open all doors."
The hotel front desk was shocked, and the lobby manager came over: "Officer, I'm sorry, our hotel upholds the industry principles of protecting guest privacy, and you can't just ask us to cooperate. At least you need the corresponding documents..."
The leader waved his hand, and several black gun muzzles were pressed against the lobby manager's forehead.
"Please do so." The lobby manager decisively gave up speaking and raised his hands, "Leah, give them the key card they want."
"Wise decision." The leader nodded slightly and waved his hand. The people under him did not need to assign work on the spot, so they consciously divided half of them and walked to their respective positions. The person responsible for surveillance guarded the hotel entrance and stairs.
The entrances and elevator entrances appear to be in good order.
The lobby manager felt a little guilty for a moment.
These people don't look like French police. When did the French police become so disciplined, efficient and organized?
However, he wisely did not express his doubts aloud. If these people in front of him were really French policemen, then what he said would undoubtedly offend him. If not, then he would be even more unlucky. Sometimes he would be fake.
is the best choice.
The leader got the master key card from the front desk and headed straight to the elevator with the remaining half of the team.
The elevator door slowly closed.
The lobby manager breathed a sigh of relief, because the muzzles on his forehead were finally moved away. Of course, he was not completely relieved - these guys who did not look like French policemen held the entire hotel with guns.
All the exits were packed tightly, and he kept his hand on his gun at all times, as if he was about to shoot if he felt the slightest movement.
The beautiful woman at the front desk was trembling and about to cry. The magnificent hall fell into a deathly silence. This stalemate lasted for a while before someone finally came and broke the suffocating silence.
It was an Asian young man wearing a turtleneck white sweater and blue jeans. It was hard to imagine that in the snowy winter weather outside, he was only wearing such thin clothes without any sign of being frozen. He was slim and slim.
The sweater and jeans perfectly outlined his tall and deliciously curved figure. Paired with his handsome face, he looked like the male protagonist in a movie or novel had come to life.
Don't talk about aesthetic differences. Most aesthetics in any country in the world are the same. A very small number of them are either pretentious and self-righteous or deliberately want to be different to gain traffic... Of course, most of the very few are right and wrong.
Stupid means bad. You can't stand up from your knees or simply sit with your butt crooked.
"Sorry, the Paris Police Department is doing business and entry is temporarily prohibited."
Two heavily armed men wearing the "Paris Police" logo guarding the door stopped him.
Anxi felt something was wrong, and when he took a closer look, the character entries beside the two people appeared. Good guy, is this an unknown Hydra member?
"Hey..." Anxi shook his head and sighed, "Do you know what a common flaw in your existence is?"
Without waiting for the two people in front of him to answer, Anxi did not expect their answers, so he asked and answered himself: "Your work efficiency is really too high, and it is in stark contrast to normal and real French government personnel and official organizations. It’s such a contrast, anyone with eyes can see this!”
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The two people who stopped Anxi looked at each other. Although they didn't know exactly what Anxi was talking about, they were sure that something was wrong with the person in front of them.
"Don't move!" The two of them pointed their guns at Anxi. Because they still needed to disguise their identities, they did not shoot directly, but wanted to make Anxi free and controlled by them. The third person who was slightly further away had already noticed this. What happened, took out the handcuffs and walked up.
"It's a bit of a pity that I'm not wearing my black long-sleeved windbreaker right now, but I'm following suit anyway, so... let's just make do with the show."
Anxi shook his head slightly, but of course he was not surrendering at all, as they said, and a mysterious expression suddenly appeared on his face.
"Have you ever heard of - [Yan Shuangying's Gamble]?"
When the two heard the words, they looked at each other and looked at each other in confusion. It was easy to tell from their eyes that they both had one idea at this time - what nonsense was this person talking about, and was he mentally ill?
So Anxi stretched out his right hand that was clenched into a fist, with the palm facing up and the back of the hand facing down, and slowly spread it out.
"It just so happens that I have one euro coin, so let's pay tribute to this great gambling game. The only triggering condition for this gambling game is when someone points a gun at your head. Generally, it is expressed as 'I bet your gun. There are no bullets in it,' and the bet is your head."
The hall was very quiet, so almost everyone could hear Anxi's clear words. After Anxi finished speaking, the Hydra agents who were staring at him eagerly and ready to take action were silent for a while, and then they all laughed.
"Bet him, Neo!" shouted a Hydra agent.
The Hydra agent known as Neo happily agreed and walked forward, as if he wanted to put the muzzle of his gun directly on Anxi's head.
So, Anxi moved.
He moved the one-euro coin in his palm to his thumbnail, pressed it with his index finger, and then flicked it upward with his thumb!
The one-euro coin flew into the sky, and the brass-colored ring and the silver inner circle rotated at extremely high speeds, forming a small ball with a brass-colored outer surface and a silver-white inner circle.
In Anxi's field of vision, everyone's movements suddenly slowed down.
It's not that he has entered a state of pause when using the number of modifications. There is no need to waste the number of modifications to deal with these minions. It's just that the speed of peace of mind is too fast. Compared with others, these Hydra soldiers seem to have entered. It’s the same as slow playback!
"If the speed reaches the speed of light, or even exceeds the speed of light, what will the world you see look like? Is it completely black? Or is it an unexplained fusion of colors under extreme compression?" Anxi thought to himself.
Vision is the perception caused by the reflection of light on the retina, and light waves have speed. This means that if the speed reaches the speed of light or exceeds the speed of light, then the reflected light waves that should be seen will never be seen. The eyes of the speedster cannot catch up, or they are all caught in the eyes at once...depending on the direction of running.
What would that be like?
Anxi began to take action while his thoughts were diverging.
Not surprisingly, this will be a one-sided massacre!
