My name is Lu Mingfei, not Lu Mingfei!

Chapter 156 155. Cicada, mantis, and oriole (5)

"That's great! Cut off your hands and cut your feet. Don't you Italians believe in Catholicism? Murder is a heavy crime, and you should comfort the dead with your soul!" Garrincha laughed, " It would be perfect to cut off your own legs first! I hope you die with a more religious sense, and if you go to see Jesus lame, you can get some forgiveness!"

"It's a pity that I don't believe in any religion. I only believe in myself." Caesar coldly refused, but still held Murasame under his knees. He was ready to sacrifice and had no intention of grinding or any unnecessary sacrifice. Meaningful dialogue may make Garrincha even more violent.

The sound of rapid footsteps came from the end of the alley. Armed troops wearing camouflage uniforms and combat helmets took over the entrance and exit of the entire alley. These armed anti-terrorism forces arrived extremely quickly. They even turned off the police lights specifically for this purpose. Block the mob before they even realize it. The troops at the front set up an anti-explosion shield array, and behind them were the commandos with live ammunition. The two snipers had quietly climbed onto the roof of the second floor, turning the alley into a dragnet from which no one could escape.

"People in the alley, listen! We are the anti-terrorism special force SPC! If you are suspected of violent crimes and using firearms, immediately put down your weapons and surrender for inspection!" The sound amplified by the loudspeaker swept through the alley like a violent wind, which was deafening. Crowds of melon-eaters on the street poked their heads over to see what was going on, but were driven away by the cordon.

"It's coming so fast! Any thug under the Emperor's feet will have to plead guilty and be punished!" Fingel muttered quietly and moved closer to Caesar. When he heard the footsteps, he lifted the bronze throne, otherwise the anti-terrorism armed police would see it. A man as strong as an orangutan.

"Throw away Murasame! Caesar!" Chu Zihang ordered in a low voice, turned around and raised his hands in surrender, and walked out of the alley with a nervous and harmless expression on his face, "Please help us! This foreign thug kidnapped Killed our classmates!"

It only took Caesar a second to understand what Chu Zihang meant, and he threw Murasame out and kicked Garrincha at his feet. Of course the armed police could see what Garrincha was doing, not to mention he was holding him hostage. With Xia Mi, they can get out of this predicament simply by pretending to be victims, while the armed police will identify Garrincha as a target for violence. Everyone here is a foreigner, and only Chu Zihang, who has black hair and black eyes, is suitable to play the role of a good local citizen.

"Stand where you are! Squat down with your hands on your head!" The police officer yelled at Chu Zihang through the loudspeaker's command. They are not that easy to deceive. Regardless of whether Chu Zihang is a real victim or one of the thugs, it is best now. The best way is to control the actions of everyone here first, and the subsequent investigation will clear his name.

Chu Zihang had to squat against the corner as he was told. The guns of the armed police were already close at hand, but he still did not give up playing the role of a victimized college student. "That bald head has a gun in his hand! He even has a rocket launcher! Deal with it!" He needs to be careful!”

The words "bazooka" hit the police officers in the heart like a heavy punch. They only received the alarm of gunshots, but they did not expect to catch Da Yu. The foreign bald man holding the hostage instantly became a target that could be shot.

"Dongyao! Report the situation!" The police officer activated the walkie-talkie.

"The shooting angle is perfect, we can guarantee the hit, please give us instructions!" Dongyao is on the second floor of the attic building at the entrance of the alley. Garrincha cannot see this place from his perspective.

"Replace the tranquilizer bomb. The target is the bald man." The police officer gave the shooting order. He could have directly chosen to shoot Garrincha, but Garrincha had a hostage in his hands. Chu Zihang's testimony further showed that the bald man had an extraordinary origin. It can even carry heavy firepower and destructive weapons such as rocket launchers, so it is necessary to try to catch as many people alive as possible, because this guy might be a spy or special forces soldier from another country.

"If you run away now, maybe it's still too late!" With an entire anti-terrorism unit standing behind him, Fingel felt very confident.

Garrincha glanced at the heavily armed counter-terrorism police and smiled confidently. Fingel's threat was like a classic joke to him. When had he ever been afraid of government troops? In South America, he had faced situations like this with countless guns pointed at his eyebrows many times and yet he returned safely.

He threatened Xia Mi with a gun in his right hand, took a step to the left, raised his left hand high, and showed a middle finger!

It's so arrogant! A foreign thug kidnapped hostages on Chinese territory, used guns and even dared to provoke the anti-terrorist armed police who had surrounded him!

The police officer took a deep breath and suppressed the anger in his heart. He was the commander of the scene and his mood could not be disturbed by the thugs' small actions. After making sure that Dongyao had switched to tranquilizer bombs, he issued the final attack order.

"Dongyao fired as a signal and attacked immediately! No matter who they are, make sure they are arrested!"

At this time, Dongyao had finished reloading, and the double lens locked on Garrincha's eyebrows. This target was tall and easy to hit, and Dongyao was very confident. The safety bolt was opened, and the safety catch was pressed down to switch to single-shot shooting state. Dongyao decisively pulled the trigger.

At this moment, he saw Garrincha raise his head, pull the corners of his mouth in his direction, and smile softly.

Dongyao is an elite sniper of the anti-terrorism force. He has never missed a target due to the harsh anti-terrorism environment. But at this moment, panic penetrated his back. He seemed to see a golden light bursting out of the bald head's eyes. It was dangerous. fatal. As a sniper, his sixth sense told him that the bullet was going to be empty because the target saw his position! He can avoid it!

It didn't take half a second for the bullet to hit at this distance. The tranquilizer bullet came out of the chamber and shot spirally towards Garrincha. He just tilted his head lightly, and the bullet that should have bloomed between his eyebrows just missed it and hit it. Bluestone floors.

Caesar witnessed this scene with his own eyes. This familiar feeling reminded him of his fatal shot just now, which was also easily dodged by Garrincha. Could this guy see the bullet? No...no, that speed of reaction is not so much that he saw the deadly weapon, but that he anticipated the opponent's attack!

Dongyao's gunfire sounded, which was the signal for the general attack. Four black columns were thrown high into the alley, and then a large amount of thick smoke sprayed out, obscuring the field of vision. The commando who had put on infrared detection goggles pulled down his mask to isolate the smoke. With the explosion shield bursting into the alley.

They were highly effective smoke grenades and tear gas grenades. Because the goal was to capture the thugs alive in the alleys, the armed police temporarily replaced their spare weapons.

Thick smoke was raging in the alley. The armed police probably did not expect that everyone here was highly resistant to tear gas. The dragon's blood ensured their ability to move in such an environment in a short period of time. Smoke bombs and tear gas were not the same. Not a good choice against hybrids. Despite this, his field of vision was still greatly restricted. Chu Zihang remained crouched in the corner, knowing full well that if he acted at this time, he would be violently enforced by the armed police.

But a hand grabbed his arm, and in just this moment Chu Zihang was able to confirm that it was Xia Mi. The coldness with a touch of warmth was the characteristic of a girl's body temperature.

He was slightly surprised. Just when he was about to say how did you get away from that guy, he forcefully pulled Xia Mi up.

"He's gone! You're still here with your head in your hands and pretending to be a good citizen! Do you want to be taken by the police uncle to interrogate you for tea and ask you which country sent you as a spy?" Xia Mi handed Murasame to Chu Zihang, Chu Zihang couldn't see her face, but he vaguely knew that there was someone in front of him.

Just as Xia Mi was complaining, Chu Zihang saw a tall figure running away over the wall from the gap between the alleys. Looking at the figure, he didn't know whether it was Caesar or Fingel.

He suddenly understood that as a Chinese, he had engraved in his heart the idea that the police uncle is my good friend since he was a child. If he had any difficulties, he would go to the police uncle. However, he had never thought that in anti-terrorism law enforcement, the armed police had the highest priority. To ensure the safety of the scene, they couldn't even identify who was the enemy. It was not just Garrincha who had just held the murder weapon. Murasame was also clearly visible in Caesar's hand. He and Fingel, Caesar and Xia Mi were both considered targets of the armed police. thug.

After figuring out his position, he pulled Xia Mi and ran wildly. The first armed policeman had already rushed to their side. Chu Zihang had to use Murasame's scabbard to hit him hard. The armed policeman was shocked to see the explosion-proof shield in his hand rattle. A crack appeared, and he was kicked into the corner.

A few minutes later, the commandos returned from the thick smoke that gradually dispersed. They all put their heads together and looked at each other. This was the first time. Not only did they fail in their mission, they didn't even catch a trace of the thug.

The police officer angrily threw the walkie-talkie down at his feet, pointed at the noses of his subordinates and roared, saying that if no one is caught today and these thugs are allowed to wreak havoc in the imperial capital, then you don't have to serve anymore and it might be better to go home and dig sweet potatoes. you!

In the afternoon, the farce in Liulichang finally came to an end. The businesses in the alleys cleaned their doors and reopened, with the quaint shop signs shining brightly.

Lin Fenglong poked his head out from the corner of the alley, looked left and right furtively, and then looked back to make sure no one was watching him, then he hunched over and walked quickly towards Fenglong Hall.

The door panel was full of holes shot by pistols, and the curtains were also beaten to pieces. He felt very distressed. An elderly person always likes to live with old gadgets around him. No matter whether they are useful or not, this house Everything in the store is as precious as if it were his friend.

Everything in the store was dark, and Caesar's flamethrower set a lot of things on fire. Fortunately, the armed police came to help put out the fire. Since they couldn't find the store owner, the matter was settled and no one was there. Thinking that the shop owner had been hiding for most of the morning and still dared to come back secretly.

Lin Fenglong opened the drawer in the corner. Dozens of golden subway cards were still lying in it. This made a happy smile appear on his old face. These things were his signature tricks for defrauding money. Subway cards can The secrets that are easily made must not be lost.

A big hand reached out from the side and grasped Lin Fenglong's wrist. He was so startled that he almost jumped up. He turned to look at the guy who didn't make any sound at all, and was stunned. Facing him was a mean smiling face, with the characteristics of a typical Germanic nation. The young man looked a little sullen, as if he had been hiding here for a long time because he knew that Lin Fenglong would come back secretly.

"You...you are?" Lin Fenglong stammered. He was no longer the young man he was back then. Faced with this guy's iron hand, he couldn't move at all. He could only pray that this young man didn't come here to cause trouble and ask for protection money.

"Fingel von Frins." The young man announced his home. He invited Lin Fenglong up, swept the dust on the chair with his sleeves, motioned for him to take a seat, and made a cup of tea very kindly. He even knew Where are the things in this store placed? "I don't think you know this name. After all, you had left home for a long time when I was born. In terms of blood relationship, you are my grandfather's grandfather."

Lin Fenglong thought this was an incredible scene. Two Germans were sitting in a burned-out antique shop and talking about relatives in Chinese.

Fingel behaved cordially, but Lin Fenglong did not dare to look him in the eye. He had left Germany for more than 100 years, along with his hometown and his family. During this period, two world wars have been fought. The friends he once knew may have long been turned into cannon fodder in modern wars, but he is still alive and well, trapped in guilt, pain, self-blame, and fear. The villains who would come to his door one day... just like the Germanic man in front of him who claimed to be his relative.

"You got the wrong person." Lin Fenglong shook his head and curled up on the chair, like a rickety old quail. Just this movement made him cough violently. Anyone could tell that this old man was really not alive.

Fingel stood up and patted his back gently, "You can't admit it wrong. Your photo is still hanging in the lobby of the manor to this day. I look at it many times every summer when I go back. The most beautiful person in this world Most people think that you have died a long time ago, but the old people in your family know that you will never die easily, because your speech spirit is incredible. It is the rare speech spirit that is directly linked to life itself. The Dragon Clan has used This power creates life.”

Lin Fenglong's pupils trembled slightly uncontrollably, and every word Fingel said was like an evil spirit knocking on the door at midnight, so understated, but it made people shudder. Over the years, he has been living in this country that does not belong to him, and has experienced the most difficult period. During those days, he was as poor as the people around him. He went out to dig wild vegetables and ate tree roots every day, and lay on a broken mat in the middle of the night to vomit. I was confused and thinking about why I was living this kind of life.

Every time like this, the fear that had been buried for many years would quietly burst out from the bottom of his heart. He knew very well that it was his own choice to fall into this situation, and he was not the one to blame anyone else. People like him should have been hanged by the owl and let people vent their hatred, but he still worked hard to survive to this day. Perhaps in his heart, he has been longing for someone like Fingel to sit in front of him one day and shake out the past events one by one and list all his crimes.

"Are you really my great-great-grandson?" Lin Fenglong raised his eyes and looked at Fingel. With such close observation, he did feel that the person in front of him was somewhat similar to himself.

"How else could I know your secret?" Fingel shrugged, "Mr. Friedrich von Long."