"Stay inside, don’t say a word. No matter what happens, don’t co out, understand!"
Ye Huan instructed in a calm voice.
"Huh?"
The won were puzzled.
They wanted to ask Ye Huan, but he had already stepped out.
But the next second, he was pushed back.
No...
To be precise, he was pushed back by the muzzle of a silenced AK47!
"Raise your hands!" The burly man barked loudly, his finger slightly squeezing the trigger.
Ye Huan didn’t act recklessly and instead raised his hands as instructed by the man.
The reason was simple...
The four people behind the man had their guns pointed at Su Qingqing and the others, their fingers on the triggers.
Ye Huan wasn’t confident he could take them all out in an instant, as these thugs were tightly wound and could very well pull the triggers in a mont of panic and injure Su Qingqing and the others.
He needed to find another opportunity.
"All of you, move it and co out!" The beret-wearing man, known as Old Ghost, shouted a string of curses towards the backstage.
Finally, with AK47s pointed at them, Su Qingqing and the others, pale-faced, walked out from the backstage towards the main hall.
Lilith seed unfazed; she had seen such scenes many tis.
Almost every concert had these kinds of disturbances. Fans were so used to it that they gave her a nickna: The living Conan.
Wherever Conan went, murders occurred.
Wherever Lilith went, terror activities happened.
Upon reaching the main hall, apart from Lilith, the other won were pale with fear.
The scene was a bloodbath.
Several well-dressed audience mbers lay on the ground, with blood gushing from wounds on their bodies, victims of a shooting.
Thousands of other audience mbers, under the threat of guns, were herded onto the main stage by the thugs.
The originally spacious main stage was now overcrowded.
The audience followed the thugs’ demands, holding their heads and squatting on the ground, trembling.
"Old Ghost, drop your weapon and surrender. The only outco for resisting is death!" At the venue’s entrance, leading a force of the Special Service Bureau, Ye Tiance glared furiously, eyes blazing with anger.
"Ye Tiance, retreat imdiately, or don’t bla for ruthlessly killing all these people!"
A man with a black beret, emblazoned with a "black skull" emblem on its brim and a half-smoked cigar in his mouth, looked at the venue’s entrance with a sinister grin as he raised his AK.
"Bang!!!"
A bullet pierced straight through the ceiling!
"Ah!!!!"
The gunshot triggered chaos. The audience scread in terror, covering their ears.
"Ye Tiance, I’m giving you ten seconds. Fall back!!"
"Or I’ll order them to open fire!"
Old Ghost’s tone was fierce, but his face showed panic.
If they fought to the end, they were sure to die!
The strength of Huaxia’s Special Service Bureau was beyond doubt.
He didn’t want to die, so he used hostages as leverage!
anwhile, aside from his gun aid at the venue entrance’s Ye Tiance, his twenty or so subordinates pointed their guns at the audience huddled on the main stage, and not at Ye Tiance or the special forces at the entrance.
They knew that a showdown with Huaxia’s Special Service Bureau would lead only to death, so they chose to use hostages as a threat.
This threat proved highly effective.
Ye Tiance suppressed his fury, trying to keep his voice calm: "Old Ghost, I’ll advise you one last ti, surrender is your only way out. I can negotiate for leniency on your behalf!"
"Bang!!!"
Old Ghost fired another shot into the ceiling without a word and then furiously roared: "Load the bullets!"
"Clack! Clack! Clack!"
The other twenty brawny n all pulled back the bolts, keeping their guns aid at the large number of audience mbers on the main stage.
"Ye Tiance, take your people and fall back!"
"I’m just here to do a job, not to hurt anyone!"
"But if you don’t give face, don’t bla if my bullets rain wildly everywhere!"
Old Ghost roared again, all the while watching Ye Tiance. He turned his AK towards the audience, his finger squeezing the trigger slightly, his face full of anger: "Fall back!!!"
"You..."
Seeing Old Ghost’s determination to go down in flas, Ye Tiance took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, and signaled with a hand gesture. The fully ard special forces soldiers behind him began retreating step by step.
With more than twenty AKs, if they all opened fire, hundreds or even more hostages would die instantly, and that was unacceptable!
"Didn’t you eat breakfast!?"
"Move faster!"
"Damn it!"
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