Chapter 5404
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Cyril, who was aware of the possible problems in the hotel, did not stand in the middle of the hall as before and regarded the hotel as a place where he could walk freely. Instead, he sat in the sofa where the hotel was resting. The spacious and bright floor glass behind the sofa had been smashed. The cool night wind filled in and blew the thick curtains.
Sitting on the sofa, Cyril is very alert. He intentionally smashes the floor glass. In case of any abnormality, he can leave immediately without going around the hotel gate.
The wounded Noah went from the fifth floor to the first floor, through the dark hall, and stood in front of Cyril.
He wanted to stand, but Cyril's subordinates directly pressed him to kneel, and Noah, who was shot in the thigh, resisted angrily. He was a soldier. Even if he was captured now, the soldier's pride would not allow him to kneel to a notorious drug dealer.
"You should tell everyone in the hotel to stop struggling and put down their arms. Instead of standing in front of me and fighting me with dignity. "
Cyril opened his mouth, his voice was so cool that it was like a poisonous snake marching in a ditch. He could hear a cold sweat on his back. "Kneel down in front of me and talk. Maybe you have a chance to talk to me."
Just after the words fell, the whole hotel hall was full of Noah's screams. His thigh gunshot wound was cruelly picked with his fingers
When the pain came, Noah was sweating like water.
He still didn't choose to kneel. The whole man fell to the ground in pain.
The gunfire in the hotel didn't stop. Noah knew that they had exposed themselves for him and his soldiers to leave. But now let them stop shooting, and Cyril won't let them go.
No, he can't let them all exposed. They have to stay in the hotel and continue to collect information useful to the country!
Since the terrorist attacks in September three years ago, their country has been working hard to know and prevent terrorist events in advance. Countries like moraben are loved by terrorists. They must have an intelligence network.
The hotel is their information network, even if he died, it can't be exposed!
The crouched Noah clings to his bleeding thigh, uses his utmost perseverance to press down his fear, gasps for breath, uses his great voice to vent his pain, almost roars out, "Mr. Cyril, there is a big misunderstanding between us. I don't understand now that Mr. Cyril will be against me. What someone said made Mr. Cyril misunderstand me! "
"Misunderstanding? No, no, no, it's not a misunderstanding. You're a white man. What do you want from me? There's no misunderstanding between you and me. "
Will, Noah's idea of "someone" is will. It must be what he said in front of Cyril that caused him and his soldiers to be in danger.
Cyril said slowly, with a cold smile. "Unfortunately, I will not give you what you want, unless you can buy them all back. But I don't want to sell it to you. You have to steal it from me. "
"It's will, right? I know. It must be will." Noah sneered. "He wants to use Mr. Cyril to get rid of me. He must think so. Mr. Cyril, you are deceived, you are deceived! "
Will, this damned guy, because four paintings made me believe him!
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Cyril, who was aware of the possible problems in the hotel, did not stand in the middle of the hall as before and regarded the hotel as a place where he could walk freely. Instead, he sat in the sofa where the hotel was resting. The spacious and bright floor glass behind the sofa had been smashed. The cool night wind filled in and blew the thick curtains.
Sitting on the sofa, Cyril is very alert. He intentionally smashes the floor glass. In case of any abnormality, he can leave immediately without going around the hotel gate.
The wounded Noah went from the fifth floor to the first floor, through the dark hall, and stood in front of Cyril.
He wanted to stand, but Cyril's subordinates directly pressed him to kneel, and Noah, who was shot in the thigh, resisted angrily. He was a soldier. Even if he was captured now, the soldier's pride would not allow him to kneel to a notorious drug dealer.
"You should tell everyone in the hotel to stop struggling and put down their arms. Instead of standing in front of me and fighting me with dignity. "
Cyril opened his mouth, his voice was so cool that it was like a poisonous snake marching in a ditch. He could hear a cold sweat on his back. "Kneel down in front of me and talk. Maybe you have a chance to talk to me."
Just after the words fell, the whole hotel hall was full of Noah's screams. His thigh gunshot wound was cruelly picked with his fingers
When the pain came, Noah was sweating like water.
He still didn't choose to kneel. The whole man fell to the ground in pain.
The gunfire in the hotel didn't stop. Noah knew that they had exposed themselves for him and his soldiers to leave. But now let them stop shooting, and Cyril won't let them go.
No, he can't let them all exposed. They have to stay in the hotel and continue to collect information useful to the country!
Since the terrorist attacks in September three years ago, their country has been working hard to know and prevent terrorist events in advance. Countries like moraben are loved by terrorists. They must have an intelligence network.
The hotel is their information network, even if he died, it can't be exposed!
The crouched Noah clings to his bleeding thigh, uses his utmost perseverance to press down his fear, gasps for breath, uses his great voice to vent his pain, almost roars out, "Mr. Cyril, there is a big misunderstanding between us. I don't understand now that Mr. Cyril will be against me. What someone said made Mr. Cyril misunderstand me! "
"Misunderstanding? No, no, no, it's not a misunderstanding. You're a white man. What do you want from me? There's no misunderstanding between you and me. "
Will, Noah's idea of "someone" is will. It must be what he said in front of Cyril that caused him and his soldiers to be in danger.
Cyril said slowly, with a cold smile. "Unfortunately, I will not give you what you want, unless you can buy them all back. But I don't want to sell it to you. You have to steal it from me. "
"It's will, right? I know. It must be will." Noah sneered. "He wants to use Mr. Cyril to get rid of me. He must think so. Mr. Cyril, you are deceived, you are deceived! "
Will, this damned guy, because four paintings made me believe him!
Recommend the new book of Laoshi, the great God of the city:
Cyril, who was aware of the possible problems in the hotel, did not stand in the middle of the hall as before and regarded the hotel as a place where he could walk freely. Instead, he sat in the sofa where the hotel was resting. The spacious and bright floor glass behind the sofa had been smashed. The cool night wind filled in and blew the thick curtains. Sitting on the sofa, Cyril is very alert. He intentionally smashes the floor glass. In case of any abnormality, he can leave immediately without going around the hotel gate. The wounded Noah went from the fifth floor to the first floor, through the dark hall, and stood in front of Cyril. He wanted to stand, but Cyril's subordinates directly pressed him to kneel, and Noah, who was shot in the thigh, resisted angrily. He was a soldier. Even if he was captured now, the soldier's pride would not allow him to kneel to a notorious drug dealer. "You should tell everyone in the hotel to stop struggling and put down their arms. Instead of standing in front of me and fighting me with dignity. " Cyril opened his mouth, his voice was so cool that it was like a poisonous snake marching in a ditch. He could hear a cold sweat on his back. "Kneel down in front of me and talk. Maybe you have a chance to talk to me." Just after the words fell, the whole hotel hall was full of Noah's screams. His thigh gunshot wound was cruelly picked with his fingers When the pain came, Noah was sweating like water. He still didn't choose to kneel. The whole man fell to the ground in pain. The gunfire in the hotel didn't stop. Noah knew that they had exposed themselves for him and his soldiers to leave. But now let them stop shooting, and Cyril won't let them go. No, he can't let them all exposed. They have to stay in the hotel and continue to collect information useful to the country! Since the terrorist attacks in September three years ago, their country has been working hard to know and prevent terrorist events in advance. Countries like moraben are loved by terrorists. They must have an intelligence network. The hotel is their information network, even if he died, it can't be exposed! The crouched Noah clings to his bleeding thigh, uses his utmost perseverance to press down his fear, gasps for breath, uses his great voice to vent his pain, almost roars out, "Mr. Cyril, there is a big misunderstanding between us. I don't understand now that Mr. Cyril will be against me. What someone said made Mr. Cyril misunderstand me! " "Misunderstanding? No, no, no, it's not a misunderstanding. You're a white man. What do you want from me? There's no misunderstanding between you and me. " Will, Noah's idea of "someone" is will. It must be what he said in front of Cyril that caused him and his soldiers to be in danger. Cyril said slowly, with a cold smile. "Unfortunately, I will not give you what you want, unless you can buy them all back. But I don't want to sell it to you. You have to steal it from me. " "It's will, right? I know. It must be will." Noah sneered. "He wants to use Mr. Cyril to get rid of me. He must think so. Mr. Cyril, you are deceived, you are deceived! " Will, this damned guy, because four paintings made me believe him! Recommend the new book of Laoshi, the great God of the city:
