However, wasn't this place being hijacked? Shouldn't this place be very quiet or filled with cries?
With a bellyful of questions, the two secretly went to the door. The door had been kicked open twice in a row, and the lock had long been broken. The two of them casually pushed the door open a crack. Following that, they saw a group of people in suits and leather shoes holding belts in their hands as they shouted and whipped another group of people.
Some monks, Daoists, and priests were standing there chanting scriptures. Some were crying, some were laughing, some were begging for mercy, and some were roaring …
In short, the situation inside was like a bunch of demons dancing around. It was impossible to tell what was going on. Most importantly, they couldn't figure out who the hostages were and who the terrorists were! The people who were captured and whipped looked quite fierce, but they were crying miserably. They were quite pitiful.
The people who were whipped were quite ruthless, but which terrorist would wear branded clothes to do bad things? Did they have too much money to burn? Especially since there were so many women among the terrorists? Beating people while wearing evening gowns? The SWAT officers were completely confused, and their faces were filled with confusion …
However, they understood one thing. These people had thrown their guns to the ground and were empty-handed! In that case, what were they afraid of? Since they couldn't tell who was who, wouldn't it be over if they just captured them?
Hence, a special police officer kicked open the tattered door and rushed in. He roared, "Don't move! Everyone, put your hands on your heads!"
They originally thought that these people would be afraid when they saw guns, but when these people saw them, they threw away their belts and laughed foolishly as though a burden had been lifted from their shoulders. Some even cried …
The special police officers were even more dumbfounded …
At this moment, Officer Song also rushed in with his men. When he saw the scene of demons dancing in front of him, he felt that his brain wasn't enough to process it. Thankfully, he knew quite a number of celebrities. The moment they appeared, he knew which side represented justice. Then, he was dumbfounded once again. Weren't these people being kidnapped? Why did it look like they were the ones holding the terrorists hostage? When did government officials and business bigwigs become so fierce?
Thankfully, he kept his cool. After a few inquiries, the situation gradually became clear. Everything could only be attributed to one person. The monk from China who brought a salted fish — Fangzheng!
"Where's Master Fangzheng? I think I need to talk to him. "Officer Song said.
However, a government official walked out and said, "Abbot Fangzheng is elusive. He's a reclusive expert. How can you meet him whenever you want?"
"We have witnessed everything that happened here. If you have any questions, we will answer them. Master has left. He doesn't want to be disturbed, so don't get involved. "
Officer Song shook his head and said, "Guys, don't make things difficult for me. If he doesn't show up, we can't solve this problem."
"There's no need to clean up. I'll go back with you. Just ask me! "Suddenly, a dignified voice resounded.
Officer Song subconsciously looked over and saw Nguyen Vo Hong standing up with the help of someone. His eyes were red, and it was obvious that he was sad about the death of so many members of the Nguyen family. However, his aura didn't diminish, and he was still as imposing as ever. Looking at that pair of eyes, Officer Song finally didn't dare to refuse, and had to take him downstairs to meet a higher officer.
At the same time, the SWAT team began to search the area to see if there were any survivors …
Officer Song looked at the chaotic situation and felt his head swell. But soon, the person with the biggest headache was someone else.
It was the commander of this rescue operation, Lord Nguyen …
"An invulnerable monk? You drove a group of people who are like big shots to destroy the terrorist organization and save everyone? " Commander Nguyen widened his eyes as he sat in the command vehicle. He had a look of disbelief as he looked at Officer Song as though he was a retard!
Officer Song said, "Sir, to be honest, I don't believe it either. But since everyone is saying that … Do I think a superhero has appeared in Vietnam? "
"F * * k you superhero! Let me ask you, there are so many media outlets waiting outside! Tell me, what the f * * k should I tell them? Should I say that Baldy saved everyone? That the police are useless? Also, Red Shirt has already negotiated with the higher-ups. They are already paying attention to the situation here. Tell me, how should I do this report? "The commander was about to explode! If this had happened to an ordinary person, they could brag about it for a year or enjoy it for a while. But when it happened to him, he was in a terrible predicament!
"Quickly bring me the video footage. I'll go out and deal with the reporters outside." The commander was powerless to curse. All he wanted now was something that could explain the situation!
Officer Song hurriedly went to do it. The moment the commander came out, he was swarmed by a group of reporters.
"Officer Nguyen, what's the situation inside? I heard there are terrorists! "
"Officer Nguyen, can you tell us in detail how you rescued them?"
…
Listening to these very formal questions, Police Officer Nguyen maintained a professional and serious expression. At the same time, he replied, "This time, the matter is indeed very tricky, but please rest assured. With us here, we will not let any bad guys succeed!"
"Officer Nguyen, does that mean that this time, it's mainly your credit? Can you tell us in detail about the rescue process? "someone asked.
Officer Nguyen took a deep breath and said, "Our police department did put in a lot of effort in this operation. Be it the police or the special forces, they all performed well. Without any casualties, we did our best to save as many hostages as possible …"
"Officer Nguyen, I heard that this matter was mainly thanks to a monk and a salted fish!" a reporter shouted at this moment.
"Nonsense! Who did you hear that from? A monk? Salted fish? Where did the monk and salted fish come from? Where did the monk and salted fish come from to resist so many thugs? "Officer Nguyen retorted loudly. Towards the end, he directly shouted.
The reporter opened his mouth and was just about to say something when he heard a shout above him. "Make way! Make way! There are no eyes beneath your feet! "
Officer Nguyen and company subconsciously looked up and saw a monk descend from the sky! And above the monk was a cloudless sky! Then … Where did the monk come from?
However, they didn't have time to think. They hurriedly dodged and heard a loud bang! The ground clearly trembled as dust billowed everywhere. Soil and gravel flew everywhere as everyone subconsciously closed their eyes.
But when they opened their eyes, they saw a monk holding a salted fish. He was standing there straight, motionless! His eyes were drooping as though he was meditating.
Looking at the monk's feet, there was a huge crater. It didn't take a genius to know how terrifying the force of his fall was! And he was still fine? Was he human? Could he be a ghost?
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