"Boom boom boom!"

"How is the situation? Group B answers, answer!"

Looking at the flashes of fire on the screen, as well as the deafening gunshots and explosions, Fang Jiexia asked loudly.

"Group B replied that the gangsters have been blocked and they are still resisting, but they will definitely be able to get it done." The leader of Group B of the Flying Tigers replied while firing.

"Very good, Group C has gone up to help you. You must hold still and not let the gangsters escape." After hearing that the overall situation in Group B was decided, Fang Jiexia turned her attention to Group A, which was wrapped in sheets.

The remaining hostages have arrived on the first floor and will soon be in the square.

"Be careful not to hurt the hostages." Fang Jiexia reminded as she looked at the hostages moving step by step.

"Understood!" the leader of Team A replied.

At the same time, in the elevator shaft!

"How long will it take to get it done?" Zhang Chun said, watching Chen Yiyuan install the bomb on the wall of the elevator shaft, "There is no gunfire outside, I guess there are brothers outside."

"There are still five minutes left. The security must be synchronized with the bomb outside, otherwise it will be easily discovered by the police." Chen Yiyuan quickly put the bomb in place, looked at the watch on his wrist, and said.

"Okay, let's wait for another five minutes." Zhang Chun nodded, expressing his admiration for Chen Yiyuan's careful thinking.

"If I had your thoughts, I wouldn't have hurt so many brothers when I did things in the past. It was just for money, and there was nothing we could do. If a brother died.

After the mission is completed, other brothers will help bring the reward to his family."

"How much does it cost for you to do it once?"

Chen Yiyuan asked, looking at Zhang Chun's street stall goods, which were obviously from a poor owner.

"You can't make much money, and the prices are very low now. The hard ones only cost 20,000 to 300,000 yuan, and the easy ones only cost 70,000 to 80,000 yuan." When talking about money, Zhang Chun, a big man, lowered his head.

Xiangjiang is no better than the mainland, the cost is too high, and everyone can't make much money even if they work hard. It used to be okay, but as more people from the mainland come to Xiangjiang to make a living, the price of killers has also plummeted.

"An order of 70,000 to 80,000 yuan, Brother Zhang, you must have been tricked by the middleman." Chen Yiyuan couldn't help but shook his head when he heard that Zhang Chun and others were fighting for 70,000 to 80,000 yuan.

"I also know that middlemen are ruthless, but there is nothing I can do about it. The market is like this now. If we don't do it, someone will do it. There are many young and Dangerous guys on the street who will kill people for tens of thousands of dollars."

"That's right!"

Chen Yiyuan smiled and nodded, "When I first came to Xiangjiang with my brother, I also wanted to take on the killer business. Later, I found out that this line of business was not only dangerous, but I couldn't make any money, so I switched to robbery."

"Robbery, how much money do you make from this business?" Zhang Chun asked.

"How much you earn depends on what you rob." Chen Yiyuan shrugged and said, "In the beginning, I robbed gold stores, the ones you can find in the streets and alleys.

I went to check it out, and I felt that the items inside were very expensive. If I grabbed them all, I would make at least several million per order."

"A few million, then you will be rich." Zhang Chun's eyes lit up when he heard that he could earn several million from one order. This is much more than what he can earn from being a killer.

"It would be nice if there were a few million." Chen Yiyuan shook his head, and while there was still time, he talked about his first robbery.

"Because of the careful planning, the robbery went smoothly. We easily wiped out the gold store. Although we lost a brother during the evacuation, everything was still relatively perfect. But when we sold the stolen goods, I became depressed."

"Isn't gold money when selling stolen goods? Isn't it a lot of money?" Zhang Chun asked.

"If it's gold bars and bricks, it's definitely easy to sell. The key is that 99% of gold shops are necklaces, rings, bracelets and other jewelry." Thinking of the situation he encountered when he took the jewelry for appraisal, Chen Yiyuan couldn't bear it.

Keep shaking your head.

"The prices of these things are not calculated based on gold, but are based on brand requirements. The same earrings with the same gold content and the same brand can have a price difference of ten times.

What we grabbed was the Dajin store, where the accessories had brand advantages despite their high prices.

When ordinary people go to gold stores to buy jewelry, they can consider the brand. How can those recycled jewelry be recycled to us according to the brand? They are all calculated based on the gold content.

Jewelry worth millions ended up costing only a few hundred thousand.”

"A single order of several hundred thousand is not bad. It's better than us being a killer."

"It would be great if there were hundreds of thousands, but the person who collects stolen goods would also charge a handling fee, and it would be divided into 30 and 70. It's not seven of us and three of the other party, but three of us and seven of the other party.

In other words, if we work hard to rob a gold shop and hang up a brother, we will not earn as much as others who collect stolen goods.

What’s even more speechless is that we can’t do it if we don’t sell it. The money is waiting for us at home. Although the jewelry is valuable, it is not money. If we keep it at home, it is almost like rags.”

Chen Yiyuan said this and checked the bomb again.

He knew that he only had one chance. If he couldn't blow through the wall, he would be dead, because the explosion would definitely attract the police, who would be blocked in the elevator shaft. Just throwing a grenade would wipe out everyone.

"From that time on, I understood that it was better to rob anything than to directly rob money, so I set my target on the passing cash transport trucks.

Although I don’t know how much money is in it, you can make more money by robbing someone than robbing a gold shop.”

"Yes, no matter how poor the cash transport truck is, the money it transports must be in units of one hundred thousand or even one million, but it's just a bit troublesome and can easily attract the attention of the police."

Zhang Chun would be lying if he said he wasn't jealous of the cash-in-transport trucks coming and going in the streets, but he knew that robbing cash-in-transport trucks was too noisy and could easily be stalked by the police. Chen Yiyuan and others were the best.

example.

"You're right, I was the one who got you into trouble this time, Brother Zhang." Chen Yiyuan nodded and admitted his mistake generously, "This time I was surrounded by the police here.

I also understood the reason why I was too high-profile. After I go out this time, I plan to change my goal. Instead of robbing cash transport trucks, I plan to kidnap rich people, just like Zhang Zihao."

"Zhang Zihao will end badly, including his men and his subordinates." Zhang Chun shook his head.

Zhang Zihao was very popular during this period, and he blatantly provoked the police force, but the outcome was not good either.

He was arrested by the mainland police.

The mainland is different from Xiangjiang, but there is a death penalty, so eating peanuts is a must.

"That's because he was too arrogant and kidnapped a wealthy family." Chen Yiyuan shrugged and said, "The forces of those wealthy families are complicated and complicated, and there is a great god like Lei Weidong.

We ask those young rich people to kidnap us, and we don’t need much money, just a few million at a time. If we don’t hurt anyone, the police won’t chase us desperately. Brother Zhang, you did it with me.

One or two million per person at a time is no better than your future as a killer."

"There is indeed a future." Zhang Chun and his brother's eyes lit up when they heard that they could earn one or two million at a time.

"The time is up, get out of the way, I'm going to detonate the bomb." Seeing that the time was coming, Chen Yiyuan asked Zhang Chun and others to step back and prepare to detonate the bomb.

"A6 has a bomb!"

"D4 has a bomb!"

"C3 also has bombs!"

After discovering that only two gangsters were killed and the remaining two were missing, Fang Jiexia ordered the Flying Tigers to conduct a carpet search of the rooms on the 8th floor. It was found that bombs were installed in three rooms and were about to explode.

The Flying Tigers members quickly evacuated.

"Don't panic, retreat to the stairs, don't give the other party an opportunity." It must be said that Fang Jiexia is a fast learner. Although she lacks experience, she already has the demeanor of a front-line commander.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

A muffled explosion sounded at the same time, and the ground shook violently.

The first sound should come from underground, because the sound is small but the movement is loud.

But the three explosions that followed attracted everyone's attention.

Because it exploded on the eighth floor, it was not only conspicuous and anyone who was not blind could see it, but the debris produced by the explosion fell from the sky like raindrops, making it impossible for the people below to dodge, and many people were left disgraced.

"I can't stand it!"

What do you think of Ye Xue?

Timid and fearful, selfish.

Being able to leave his daughter and son in the house and escape alone shows his true nature.

Now that he heard the explosion, he couldn't bear it any longer. He lifted up the sheets and shouted, "It's none of my business, it's none of my business."

"Assholes, they have been brushed off, they are all hostages, take them under control immediately." Fang Jiexia, who was sitting in the command car, ordered.

"They don't care about my business. They really don't care about my business. They asked me to come down. If I don't come down, the bomb will explode." Ye Xue begged bitterly as she lay on the ground with a headshot.

Around them, hundreds of reporters held cameras, which were constantly broadcasting everything in front of them to thousands of households in front of the television.

"The bodies of the injured police officers and suspects are returning to work. The eighth floor has been searched, and no trace of the remaining gangsters has been found." The police officer responsible for liaison with the front line reported to Fang Jiexia.

"I haven't found the other two people. I'll go take a look." When she heard that the other two people could not be found, Fang Jiexia became anxious and ran out of the command vehicle with a few people and went straight to the 8th floor.

"How many people were injured?" Fang Jiexia asked, looking at the rows of corpses being carried down.

"Four people were killed in the line of duty, three were seriously injured, and a few others were slightly injured. Two gangsters were killed." The commander of the Flying Tigers spoke with a trembling voice, counting the previous casualties.

In this operation, 10 members of the Flying Tigers were killed on the spot, not counting those who died in the hospital. Including those who were injured, the number of casualties in the Flying Tigers exceeded 20.

There are only a few opponents.

Only two people were killed.

The remaining two people disappeared without a trace. What kind of battle was this? The Flying Tigers were the elite among the elite. This exchange was too much of a loss.

"Have you searched everything? Have you checked the houses and toilets?" Fang Jiexia knew that if all four gangsters were killed, she would be able to overcome such heavy casualties and complete the mission.
To be continued...