Chapter 502 Your bait mission this time has ended
The dancer just realized that he had overdone it.
Just when he was about to turn around and go back immediately, he suddenly noticed... the two pistols pointed at him at the end of the stairs.
The dancer, who wanted to turn around, immediately froze and glanced at Curly with cold eyes, as if trying to judge whether there was any chance or possibility of breaking through and escaping in the current situation.
Took two glances.
The dancer smiled gently, shrugged and spoke.
"Hey, Bro."
"I think... maybe there is some mistake..."
Before the dancer could finish.
In Curly's mind, he recalled the words that Su Ming had just told him.
"The dancer is running towards the top floor. Raise your gun and aim at the stairs."
"Don't let the dancer act rashly, and don't let him take you hostage, because I won't let him go for you."
"Remember, you only need to hold the gun, but don't pull the trigger, because it is possible that the moment you shoot, your poor shooting skills will be immediately recognized."
Think of this.
Curly-haired man tilted his head and spat. Although he was a little unsure, he still remembered the order Su Ming had given him earlier, and said coldly with his head held high.
"Dancer."
"I think... you are not qualified to talk to me about the word Bro right now, let alone talk to me about exchanging interests."
"Your best option right now is to raise your hands immediately and not have any thoughts of resistance."
"Of course, if you think... you can fire faster than me even though you haven't even grabbed the gun yet, then you can give it a try."
"But unfortunately, you only get one chance to try."
It's obvious.
Although his marksmanship is not very good, Curly is very proficient in appearing to be powerful but actually being weak.
Since the dancer fled to the top floor like crazy, it was undoubtedly because his other team members had been dealt with by the poisonous bees, butterflies, and that gentleman.
The only remaining dancer was undoubtedly a turtle in a jar.
In this case.
All he needed to do was to maintain a high and stable state and wait for others to come to his support.
......
Hearing Curly's cold words.
as well as.
The dancer couldn't help but hesitate at the look of complete certainty and overflowing confidence.
Just now, he had originally planned to...find an opportunity to directly kidnap Curly, so as to get a possible chance to escape, to escape from this huge trap.
right.
Until now.
The dancer has completely understood...the reason why they discovered the whereabouts of the Poison Bee Squad earlier, and why they dared to look for clues of the Poker Organization so obviously after releasing the video of the mine-killing.
It looked like it had no fear of being found and slaughtered.
The biggest reason is...the reason why the Venom Bee Team appeared at Cube Financial Services Company was not to find clues related to the poker organization.
The real target is actually them, the professional killers working for the king.
The killing mines not only failed to scare off the professional killers, but instead made them unite and decide to clear the troublesome rocks first, and then seek the opportunity to obtain the huge reward.
This moment.
The dancer felt increasingly disheartened and desperate, and he had already realized... there was a high probability that he was doomed this time. Since the enemy had planned so carefully, who knows how many of their people were in this abandoned and unfinished building.
Maybe ten? Maybe twenty?
After all, only by stacking so many people could they achieve this level, causing the elite killer team he was in charge to be directly destroyed without even having a chance to struggle.
Think of this.
The dancer showed a self-deprecating smile on his face, then raised his hand and seduced in a very sincere voice.
"Bro."
"You can think about it carefully."
"I have saved a lot of US dollars over the years, at least several million. If you want, this money can become yours immediately. Of course, the premise is... that I can leave here safely."
"You have already captured many others alive. I am not worth much right now, certainly not more than a few million dollars."
"If you agree, I can even work with you to deal with that damned king. How about that? Isn't this a very tempting proposal?"
"Of course, I can give you ten seconds to think about it."
"If you still don't agree, brother, then I think... maybe it's time to fight to the death. Even if it means dragging you down with me to hell, it would be a very good ending."
The dancer's words seemed like a negotiation, but were actually full of threats.
The atmosphere in the corridor suddenly became tense again, as if it was a powder keg that could explode at any time.
The ten-second countdown allowed the dancer to take the initiative in the conversation.
I have to admit it.
Although forced into a desperate situation, the dancer still did not give up and was thinking of some special way to escape from this dead end.
Curly was visibly nervous at the dancer's threatening words.
After these ten seconds.
Is the dancer really going to fight to the death? So should I shoot myself? If I don't shoot, won't I become a hostage?
Just when Curly was feeling a little hesitant and anxious.
The dancer who had raised his hand suddenly moved. Without any so-called ten-second countdown, he immediately raised the submachine gun on his back and tentatively aimed at the curly-haired man's arm.
Either knock the pistol out of his hand, or just kill him.
As mentioned before, things have come to this point, and if we can survive with the help of the hostages, that would indeed be the best outcome.
If you can't do it, then drag more people to hell.
now.
Looking at the dancer's movements, Curly suddenly showed a look of horror. When he subconsciously wanted to pull the trigger of the pistol in his hand, he remembered the words that Su Ming had specifically reminded him of.
Only by following his orders can you have the greatest chance of survival.
Can't shoot.
You can't shoot under any circumstances.
In this extremely critical situation, Curly immediately thought of a solution, then nodded hesitantly and answered.
"I agree."
"Transfer all your money over here, and I can make the decision... to get you out of here safely."
As soon as these words came out.
The dancer, who had originally planned to fight to the death, was suddenly stunned. He even suspected that he had heard it wrong, and stared in surprise with eyes wide open.
"What did you say?"
"What did you just say? Agree?"
"Yes, I agree." Curly nodded nonchalantly and even put away the pistol in his hand.
After all, I can't open it, so I might as well put it away to delay time, he raised his head and shrugged.
"You are quite right."
"We have already captured enough people to get the necessary clues. Even if you are included, it doesn't seem like it will lead to the biggest breakthrough."
"Rather than wasting time and money interrogating you, only to get the same intelligence leads, it would be more worthwhile to exchange them for real dollars."
"The most important thing is... in this unfinished building, I have the final say on everything. I don't think you are worth millions of dollars, so you can leave here easily."
Curly's answer.
The dancer was completely stunned, but he was indeed alert enough. He had already grasped the submachine gun in his hand and a ferocious smile appeared on his face.
"Hey, Bro."
"Your choice is correct, but I need your cooperation."
"Please be my hostage for a while, so that I can believe that you can let me leave safely..."
Before the dancer could finish.
“Bang—Bang—”
Two sudden, crisp gunshots suddenly came from behind the dancer.
“Puff—Puff—”
The two bullets hit the dancer's two hands almost at the same time, causing him to lose control of the submachine gun he was holding tightly.
Just as the pain in his palm reached his brain, the dancer reacted quickly and was about to try to take Curly hostage before he could even scream in pain.
Su Ming took two sudden steps forward and hit the dancer on the back of his neck with the butt of his gun, causing him to faint.
After making sure the dancer is unable to resist.
Su Ming looked at Curly, who was still a little frightened and had cold sweat on his forehead, and nodded slightly with a blank expression.
"It's over."
"Your bait mission this time..."
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