The color of blood all over his body became even more blinding.
The crowd was collectively confused by the sudden explosion and subconsciously raised their hands against the heat.
Enrico casually lifted the remote control back and tossed it back, walking forward in a leisurely manner.
There was a grim, solemn look in his eyes.
“…”
The head of the operation was dumbfounded, the terrorists are … reunited?
He has lived half a lifetime and has never seen such a play ah.
The person in charge looked at Enrico who walked over, swallowed and greeted him, “Mr. Gustin, what are you …”
Enrico rubs his shoulder, glances at him, and lightly says, “Oh, they tried to attack me, and I detonated the bomb in self-defense.”
Attempted attack?
At first, yes, but now those kidnappers are tied up in dumplings, how can they attack, and who defends themselves is a person walks out of the hotel door so far before defending themselves?
The person in charge cried, and did not dare to accuse Enrico, can only cryptically say, “I said just how less a bomb remote control …”
Premeditation!
This is premeditation!
“Oh, I forgot to give it to you, fortunately, having it saved my life.” Enrico said at this point, his tone couldn’t have been more casual.
So he was genuinely hesitant to be so mean.
Of course he should listen to the words of the woman in his own family.
Unfortunately.
Some people didn’t deserve it.
“Just happen to forget the remote control for that bomb in the lobby?” The man in charge’s voice was raised, an explanation he wouldn’t believe even if he wrote it into the top of his report na.
“Problem?” Enrico looked at him with some disgust, “Should I be cuffed and taken back for questioning?”
“No, don’t dare, Mr. Gustin saved all the hostages.”
The person in charge squeezed out a smile that was worse than a cry and looked at the blazing fire in the hotel lobby again.
It’s just a matter of self-defense, these terrorists, indeed every one of them deserved to die.
After thinking about it, the person in charge remembered another thing, picked up his cell phone to make a call, “The situation on our side is under control, I don’t know how the remaining twelve hotels are doing, shutting down the live broadcasts in advance is likely to tire out the terrorist points in other parts of the country to make an early move.”
“No need to ask, it’s been taken care of.” Enrico looked at him coldly, “Give me the phone.”
“Solved?” The man in charge froze, “How can it be solved, President Rafael has compromised over it and announced he’s stepping down.”
Which was not so fast.
“When I say it’s settled, it’s settled.” Enrico impatiently snatched his cell phone and typed a series of numbers into it, putting it to his ear and waiting for it to connect.
…
Twenty minutes or so ago.
Inside one of The Capital’s underground lounges, the lighting was soft and ambiguous.
At the entrance, a dozen bodyguards guarded warily.
Inside, Thomas was sitting on a sofa with a few of the Reeves family executives, one hand wrapped around a flirtatious woman, one hand holding a red wine and enjoying the joy of victory.
The big TV on the wall was showing a live feed of the terrorists, and the moment Enrico appeared in the shot, everyone realized that the game was going to be won.
“Cheers.” Several glasses of wine clashed together, the mellow liquid stirring out of the glasses.
“It seems that the situation is on our side, Enrico’s trip has always been secretive and untraceable, I didn’t expect that the person would be at that grand hotel, this is a great gift at our door.” A senior member of the Reeves family said.
They hadn’t expected any of this to work out.
“Enrico is Rafael’s gold master, if Rafael isn’t nervous about those hostages, he’s nervous about him.” Thomas said as he touched the woman in his arms, who immediately sat up to refill his drink.
“Well then Thomas, I’ll congratulate you in advance on becoming the new president, unfortunately, my uncle Denver is still facing a not-so-short prison sentence …,” a young man voiced.
Thomas knew his meaning by heart, and immediately smiled and said, “Don’t worry, when I become the president, how will the Reeves family … have a guilty person?”
“Hahahahaha …”
“Not bad not bad, we the Reeves family are most law-abiding.”
The circle of people once again toasted and laughed heartily.
In a world where the plutocrat is king, wealth is the way, power is the law, countless people are just living on the little conscience of the higher-ups, if they don’t even have some, it’s endless darkness.
“It is estimated that the Presidential Palace is now looking for us all over the world.” Someone laughed, “How could they not have thought that we had all sneaked back to The Capital.”
“When we leave from here, the entire country of A will be ours!”
“Look, Rafael has announced he’s stepping down!”
The live broadcast progressed to the latest scene, where Rafael finally couldn’t handle the pressure and resigned.
“Great!”
Thomas’ eyes lit up, “Tell Scar that he can make a big request to the presidential palace, whatever he wants, by the way, Enrico is an untouchable person, I’ve long been displeased with him, don’t send him back in one piece, at least break two of his arms.”
“I’ll make the call.” Thomas nodded and tilted his head back to finish the red wine in his glass, glancing down at the beauty in his arms.
It was the time when he was complacent, and the surge in his chest had nowhere to vent, so he licked his lips, and as soon as he pressed the beauty down on the sofa, he started to do whatever he wanted.
Several other people also saw this and their mouths were a little dry, and they looked at the beauty beside them.
“Bang–” The charming atmosphere had not yet fully unfolded when the door of the wine hall was suddenly slammed open.
Thomas was so startled that he almost rolled off the beauty.
The bodyguards hurriedly drew their pistols and were about to shoot when a smoke bomb rolled in from outside, instantly white smoke rolled out and spread throughout the underground wine hall, choking them to cough.
The white smoke gradually dispersed, a dozen bodyguards were all unloaded guns pressed against the wall.
A slender figure loomed.
Thomas squinted his eyes, and then his entire body was shocked, so shocked that his face turned pale.
After the white smoke dispersed, standing in the center was a beautiful young woman, with an extremely pure face, but wearing a formal dress with a competent and sharp temperament, it was Paige who initiated the reconstruction of the slums.
Paige quietly stood there, hands elegantly behind the back, palms against the small arms, one hand gently holding a female pistol, nose on the bridge of the glasses, vintage chain in the dim light refracted a fine flash of light.
She looked at Thomas and the Reeves family men with their clothes half off, her gaze calm.
Behind her, Nick and a group of Temple in Heaven people blocked the doorway tightly, each holding a gun, and all smiled contemptuously at their appearance.
“How did you … do it?” Thomas was old, how could he stand the excitement, “No, it’s impossible.”
How could Paige have found them!
They had been sneaking around the whole time, and when they got here, there was an alarm set up outside, so how come suddenly everyone was in the speakeasy!
“…”
Paige watched silently for a few seconds, lifting her feet and walking forward until she was in front of Thomas.
Clearly nothing more than a young girl, Thomas took a step back in fear and woefully zipped up his suit pants.
The beauty on the side looked at Paige in fear, her breath shaking.