.Liu Junshi's speech only has three pages and can be finished in ten minutes at most.

Time passed minute by minute, and Li Xiaoming became more and more anxious.

The gunshots did not sound, proving that Mu Haoyang and Pang Yuelong had killed the assassin. However, the gunshots were not sounded, which forced Li Xiaoming to suspect that the two special forces soldiers, who were full of justice, did not act as planned.

Li Xiaoming regretted it a little and felt that he shouldn't have to find two professional soldiers to do such things.

Although he is also a soldier and an officer of a high level, there is an essential difference between spies and professional soldiers. At least in terms of means of murder and purpose, spies will not think about random things.

When Li Xiaoming looked at his watch for the third time, Liu Junshi's speech ended.

Seeing the "President" waved to his supporters and turned toward the "Vice President", Li Xiaoming held the pen assassination pistol in his pocket. Song Yingjie would not go on stage to make a speech, and politely stepped onto the podium with Liu Junshi. After thanking the supporters who came to support him, he would leave here and get into the bulletproof sedan accompanied by bodyguards. If Li Xiaoming didn't want to miss the opportunity, he could only take risks.

Are there any similar opportunities in the future?

Perhaps Song Yingjie didn't know Cia's assassination plan, that is, he didn't know that Liu Junshi should die here, but two days later, Liu Junshi will go to Changhua County to participate in a similar rally. As long as Song Yingjie is still alive, Cia will not give up and will kill Liu Junshi in Changhua.

Li Xiaoming knew that even if he was a god, it would be impossible for him to rescue Liu Junshi from the assassin's gun for the second time.

Action must be taken, even if it is killed!

When supporters stood up to bid farewell to the "President" and "Vice President", Li Xiaoming stood up and glanced at the bodyguards standing at the four corners of the podium, as well as the policemen forming a circle outside the podium.

The opportunity is not very good, but there is no other choice.

If he had known that the two special forces would release pigeons, Li Xiaoming would not have entered the venue, but would have stayed on the street, taking advantage of Song Yingjie's chance to say goodbye to his supporters when he left, and fired at his forehead within two meters. In this situation, he could shorten the distance to about ten meters at most.

Although this distance is within the range of the Pen Assassination Pistol, it is difficult for Song Yingjie to not die as long as it hits the vital point, it is difficult for Li Xiaoming to cross the three rows of positions in front of Song Yingjie without attracting the attention of the police and bodyguards, and then shoot the 5.6mm bullet bullet into his head.

Is it worth the risk?

At this time, Liu Jun really took Song Yingjie's hand and walked onto the podium. The two stood side by side, waved to more than 10,000 supporters.

Warm applause came again in the venue.

Li Xiaoming took his hand out of his pocket, and the pen and pistol were on his right hand. As the supporters around him bulged a few times, he turned his head and looked north, as if he wanted to see some hope.

Opportunities are fleeting and you cannot hesitate.

Li Xiaoming did not hesitate, and he was not the kind of person who was undecided.

Just as he was separated by the two middle-aged men in front and preparing to take the first step, an amazing scene appeared on the podium.

A ball of blood exploded in Song Yingjie's throat, and blood splattered Liu Junshi all over. The "Vice President" then fell softly. Perhaps because of frightened, Liu Junshi also fell to the ground.

When more than 10,000 people in the venue came to their senses, the bodyguards had already rushed up and surrounded the two of them.

Li Xiaoming saw it very clearly that it was Song Yingjie who was shot, not Liu Junshi. But the two stood very close and held hands. Liu Junshi was splattered with blood and fell to the ground. So many people thought that the "president" was also shot. After the bodyguard surrounded him, it was even more difficult to see who got the bullet.

The applause covered the gunshots, and even the bodyguards didn't hear them.

The venue was suddenly in chaos, and loyal supporters flocked to the nearest exit.

Because there are only more than 100 police officers used to maintain order, and they have to focus on protecting the "president", they cannot prevent the crowd from scattering and escaping.

Li Xiaoming was not panicked, or pretended to be very panicked, and mingled in the crowd and left the venue.

At this time, Mu Haoyang and Pang Yuelong had already slipped down from the ceiling.

The people in the venue did not hear the gunshots, but the people in the hotel must have heard the gunshots and someone must have reported the case. In a few minutes, the police will arrive. The two must arrange the scene as Li Xiaoming's instructions before this, leave enough evidence to allow the police to close the case, and then leave the hotel.

The two worked together to drag a single bed to the edge of the windowsill. Mu Haoyang laid a blanket and set up an m200 sniper rifle. Pang Yuelong used a glass knife to open a shooting hole in the window. Then the two threw the archer's body next to another single bed and threw the sighting equipment used by the assassin on the bed. Finally, the observer's body was dragged to the aisle outside the bathroom, and placed it in a posture of kneeling down on one leg to shoot, holding the g36 assault rifle in his hand.

"That's all?"

"It's not possible." Mu Haoyang was also a little overwhelmed because there were too many loopholes in the scene.

"What should I do?" Pang Yuelong also knew that as long as the police were a little careful, they could find that the two bodies left at the scene were definitely not the murderers who killed Song Yingjie.

Mu Haoyang rummaged through the assassin's luggage for a while and found a bottle of lighter oil.

“Is this useful?”

Mu Haoyang nodded, tore off a sheet, poured oil on it, then pulled out the wire from the corner of the wall and tied it to the sheet, and made a simple ignition device.

"Before the police come in, they will definitely cut off the power from the hotel."

"I know, just let the police know that the assassin intends to create a fire and burn the scene."

“Isn’t direct ignition more effective?”

"Maybe, the assassin wants to leave the hotel quietly and doesn't want to get into trouble."

"How can such obvious gunfire be silent?"

Mu Haoyang smiled and said, "There are enough flaws here, and it doesn't matter if there is one more. If you go and get the assault rifle's activation device, we have to leave here quickly."

Pang Yuelong didn't ask any more questions, and used a fishing line to connect the trigger of g36 to the door lock, and then opened the insurance.

As long as the police try to open the door with the key, they will pull the fishing line and let the rifle fire.

Because he didn't know which room the assassin was hiding, the police would search all the rooms one by one after the police arrived. In order to avoid alarming the snake, the police would ask the waiter to knock on the door and then use the key to open the door. These were all told by Li Xiaoming. As for whether this was the case, the two of them had no time to consider.

Before leaving the door, Mu Haoyang connected the wire to the induction switch at the door.

If the police fail to cut off the power supply, once the door is opened, the street lights in the aisle will be powered up automatically, and then the towel dipped in lighter oil will be ignited and the fishing line connected to the rifle will be burned.

Even if the power supply is cut off, the fishing line will be wrapped around the barrel and the burnt barrel will melt.

After Mu Haoyang cleared their fingerprints, Pang Yuelong opened the door. There was no one in the aisle, and passengers generally would not stay in the hotel at this time.

After leaving the door sideways, Pang Yuelong closed the door, tightened the fishing line that stretched out from the keyhole, and cut off the extra piece.

"Can you take the elevator?"

"We don't know what happened, there is no reason to walk the stairs."

When the two arrived at the lobby in the elevator, dozens of passengers were already reporting the situation to the hotel security guards. A middle-aged man who looked like a security captain was contacting the police on his mobile phone.

A security guard standing near the elevator saw Mu Haoyang and Pang Yuelong.

Pang Yuelong wanted to walk away, but Mu Haoyang grabbed him.

"Two guys, please stay." The security guard trotted and chased after him, "Start, have you heard the gunshot?"

"Gunshot?" Mu Haoyang was startled and said, "I only heard a 'bang' sound, was it gunshot?"

"You heard that, too?"

Mu Haoyang nodded, looking surprised.

"Sorry, I'm disturbing you." The security guard did not let the two leave. "For the sake of your life safety, please wait in the lobby for a while, and the police will arrive soon."

"But we have something important to do."

"this……"

"Let's leave the contact information." Mu Haoyang smiled and said, "We are law-abiding tourists and will definitely actively cooperate with the police."

"Well, what's your phone number?"

Mu Haoyang told the security guard the phone number before he asked Pang Yuelong to leave the hotel.

When the two walked across the street and walked into the coffee shop opposite, the first police car arrived. In less than half a minute, more than a dozen police cars came, and two police helicopters appeared in the air.

Sitting down on a sofa facing the street, Mu Haoyang ordered two cups of coffee.

When the waiter came over with a plate, the police had blocked the entire hotel and set up a cordon on the street. About five minutes later, an armored vehicle carrying more than 20 special police officers drove over.

"It's very fast, it's okay to deal with robbery in the house." Pang Yuelong shook his head with a smile, "How long do we have to wait?"

"It's enough to wait for as long as you need to wait." Mu Haoyang glanced at his watch and said, "Come from there, at most fifteen minutes, it should be almost there."

Before she could finish a cup of coffee, Li Xiaoming walked into the coffee shop.

Seeing Mu Haoyang and Pang Yuelong, he said to the waiter standing at the door and walked straight over.

"You're late."

"There is no way, there is traffic jam on the road, so I can only come over." Li Xiaoming smiled and said, "It's not bad. The first time I worked so smoothly, it's much better than I did back then."

"When will we leave?" Pang Yuelong was a little anxious, and it seemed that he didn't want to stay here.

"Wait a minute and I'm talking about it, there are police everywhere outside now."

At this time, Mu Haoyang's cell phone rang.

"It must be that security guard."

"What security guard?"

Mu Haoyang roughly talked about the beginning and answered the phone. "I am...what...sorry, I have something to do now. Can you let him wait...so...I..."

"Give me the phone." Li Xiaoming waved to Mu Haoyang, took the phone, and said to the security guard on the other end of the phone, "Let the police beside you answer the phone... Officer Huang, my subordinates can't walk away now... What... Of course we will actively cooperate, but he really can't walk away... Okay, we are in the coffee shop opposite, come here."

"You asked the police to come?" Pang Yuelong was a little surprised.

"Do you let him get out?" Li Xiaoming smiled and returned the phone to Mu Haoyang, saying, "You started doing it very correctly, otherwise you will be on the wanted list now. Remember, you two are my followers, and go with me to meet a very important friend later."

Mu Haoyang nodded to show that he understood what Li Xiaoming meant.
Chapter completed!