Reborn Super Master

The director's face was ashen:

"Damn bastard! Is he crazy?" The director understood deeply that if there was no way to go upstairs, it would be unprecedentedly difficult to rescue hostages.

The director snatched the microphone of the negotiating expert next to him and said loudly:

"Hey! Sir upstairs, please stay calm! If you have any requests, you can ask them! We can help you realize them, please do not threaten the hostages! Again, please do not threaten the hostages!"

"Haha!" A crazy laughter came from the upper floor again:

"I don't want anything. I just want to kill! Kill! I regret it if you kill!"

As he said that, a figure flew out of the air again. With a sharp scream, a middle-aged woman fell heavily to the ground again, and blood splashed everywhere!

Someone vomited again, someone screamed again, and the downstairs were in chaos.

The police chief and many police officers looked ashen.

The director put down the microphone and roared in a low voice:

"Sniper, arrange a sniper for me! Kill that guy down!"

A middle-aged policeman next to him immediately whispered:

"No! There are other accomplices upstairs, and conservatively estimated that there are more than two! The smoke is rolling now, blocking your sight. If you kill one of them, the other two will be angry, and the consequences will be too serious!"

The director held the microphone tightly and remained silent.

All the police officers at the scene looked serious and silent, and no one spoke.

"Who...can you come up with a solution?"

"Who can think of a solution?"

The director's remarks seemed to be a hammer, hitting everyone's heart.

The crowd was full of panic, which formed a sharp contrast with the silence among the police. Two completely different atmospheres enveloped the entire sky.

Negotiating experts are still holding microphones loudly to negotiate:

"Sir upstairs, please be calm. If you have any requirements, please do not act excessively..."

As the smoke rolled, the fire became louder and louder, and the sound of fire trucks came from a distance. It was not easy to subdue the criminals at such a fire scene.

Suddenly, a low voice came from the thick smoke:

"Call me a reporter! Otherwise, two people will be thrown away!"

The director immediately roared:

"Go and do it now!"

The police immediately went to find the reporter, and there was another panic at the scene, and cries came from the thick smoke again. Something must have happened.

Two minutes later, the downstairs were filled with reporters. Originally, these reporters were watching from afar, but because the police blocked the streets, they were not allowed to approach. Now that the criminals asked, they naturally received permission from the approval immediately and arrived at the scene.

A figure faintly appeared in the thick smoke, and he slowly said in a mute and low voice:

"I want to accuse the whole society. I want you to remember that today will make Huaicheng and even the most sad day in the whole society! You may ask, why do we do this? Let me tell you... It's this society, this society teaches us to do this. In this society, there are superiors, middle-class people, inferior people, and people who are inferior to pigs and dogs! Those social elites and white-collar workers, while gnawing on the chicken legs and chicken breasts of the heart, they gave us chicken soup for the heart, saying that the value of life does not depend on how much money you earn and whether you are beautiful outside. Do you still have the face? It's like a human face and beast heart, a bunch of garbage! This is a society where you can still get a minimum living allowance in a BMW car, a society where you eat gutter oil every day and cover black-hearted cotton, this is a society where your hands and feet are tied up and drowned in the river, but it's said it's suicide..."

Just as he was accusing him of self-righteous singing with his blood and tears, a black shadow instantly passed over everyone's heads and instantly stayed on the wall outside the building, clinging to the wall like Spider-Man.

"Hu..." The onlookers, many policemen, and reporters holding cameras, all opened their eyes wide, covered their mouths, and looked surprised.

Because the scene in front of me was really incredible and surprising.

That's right, this "Spider-Man" is Zhao Xuan. In fact, just now, he has always wanted to find a good position to see if he can jump into the building and solve his opponents simply and neatly.

But after walking around the building, Zhao Xuan found that the building was too high, and the buildings next to the building were generally very low, so it was difficult for him to have a place to jump into the ground.

After thinking about it, Zhao Xuan finally decided to climb up bit by bit!

"Director?!" A policeman shouted excitedly when he saw this scene.

The director's face changed and waved his hand:

"Keep calm all!" It is not clear whether this person is an enemy or a friend at the moment, so he cannot decisively order to shoot.

Zhao Xuan did not care about the people below, but climbed upstairs step by step.

He has a lot of arms, so it is still easy to hang it on this wall, as long as there is a place that can be grasped by his hands.

"Oh my God!"

The onlookers didn't think so, because they only saw a man jumping through the air and instantly sticking to the wall of the building, and then climbing upwards at an incredible speed. He seemed not to be climbing on the vertical wall, but running hard on the flat ground!

"How is this possible? So fast...oh,my_god!"

Most of the onlookers felt that they could no longer be described as shocking, but they just felt that they were facing the real world. Is it Spider-Man who was "running wildly" on the wall?

The storm of wind passed by the side of his face, and Zhao Xuan felt that his heart was beating much faster, and his abdomen became a little hot when he was exercising his dynasty. Fortunately, it did not affect his movements, otherwise the problem would be really serious.

The people upstairs were still talking loudly, and the onlookers, the police, and many reporters all felt that what he said was too harsh, and some even felt that their faces were hot. Of course, people who felt their faces were naturally not going to express their feelings.

Thick smoke rolled, and the entire building was filled with fire. The roof of the building was already on fire. The four floors above were already trapped in the sea of ​​fire.

The gangsters and the others were located on the fifth floor below the roof, and were now wrapped in thick smoke.

"Enter!" Zhao Xuan roared in a low voice and rushed into the black smoke in an instant. The people downstairs saw the man climbing the wall instantly turning into a black arrow near the black smoke, rushing into the thick smoke.

"He...he won't be hell!"

"It's really possible!"

"That's it! I've watched his videos on it, and only he can be as tall as a martial arts master!"

"Black Man!"

"Black Man!"

"hell!

"hell!"

There are all kinds of people who call Zhao Xuan, most of whom have seen Zhao Xuan’s past deeds on the street, and the people have given Zhao Xuan various titles.

"Come on Black Man! Come on hell!" In the crowd, I don't know who shouted like this first.

In less than ten seconds, such a slogan spread throughout the street. Everyone shouted such a sentence at the same time, shaking the entire street away.

No one could think of what kind of momentum it was, but everyone felt that the glass, buildings, and even the earth were trembling! It trembled with people's cheers and roars!

With supreme power and the shouts behind him, Zhao Xuan instantly smashed the floor-to-ceiling windows of the room and fell into the room full of people.

There were about seventy or eighty people here, and the two people sitting on the sofa and standing at the door held machetes and pistols in their hands.

There was another person under Zhao Xuan, just because the moment Zhao Xuan hit the window just now, he was standing by the window and giving a speech in his own microphone, and he did not react to Zhao Xuan's attack.

"Get out!" When Zhao Xuan realized that this person was the one who was just talking nonsense, he instantly slapped him in the face, and blood was instantly slapped from the corner of the man's mouth.

Two silver lights flashed by, and the two gangsters who were about to move were all pierced through their throats and Jingjing never moved again.

The scene suddenly became chaotic, and screams came one after another.

Zhao Xuan whispered:

"Calm down! I'm here to save you!"

Zhao Xuan's voice seemed to have a magical power, and the chaotic scene was immediately controlled.

Zhao Xuan looked around, then looked down at the person who had just been slapped by him:

"Is there anyone else?"

The man's eyes were blank and empty, and he didn't say a word.

Zhao Xuan frowned, and a strong smell of burnt came to his nose. He hurriedly said:

"Everyone, follow me!" As he said that, he pulled the bastard with empty eyes and ran out the door.

Since the criminals only broke a certain staircase in the building, they could still go down a few floors from here, and they only needed to run down a few floors to get time for rescue.

When Zhao Xuan brought everyone to the sixth floor, the fire had already spread to the entire building. Fortunately, the fire truck downstairs was in place, so Zhao Xuan was not worried about the safety of the people trapped here.

Zhao Xuan looked at them:

"You ask for help yourself!" said, and put the only surviving criminal in his hand on the ground, "find two people to control him!"

As he said that, Zhao Xuan was about to leave.

"Wait..." Suddenly, a weak voice came from the rescued crowd.

Zhao Xuan looked back and saw a woman with a gray face, a disheveled face, and a gloomy face.

"What's the matter?" Zhao Xuan asked.

"May I ask my benefactor Daming." The woman whispered.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Zhao Xuan.

Zhao Xuan turned around and left.

"hell!"

A light sound drifted throughout the room.

...

"Come and save us!"

"Help!"

Suddenly, a row of windows on the lower floor were opened and a group of people called for help came.

All the people watching downstairs couldn't help but feel a little relieved.

But their eyes were quickly attracted by another person.

I saw a window suddenly opened on the first floor of the building. A man in a black coat jumped, like a vulture spreading his wings and was about to fly, cutting through the sky and landing on the roof of another floor.

I saw the arrogant back slowly turning around, glanced deeply at the building that spreads the fire, and then strode away.

A policeman asked:

"Director, what should I do!"

The director yelled loudly:

"Save it now!"

So, fire trucks, elevated vehicles, and all vehicles began to quickly approach the building to rescue trapped survivors.

Two minutes later, a black figure also appeared on Capital Street. In the eyes of everyone, two criminals who threatened to blow up the floors of nearby residential areas were arrested and brought to justice.