Chapter 44: The Flawless Fighting Machine

  What can one person do?

  Zhang Shidong gave an answer, amidst the panic of countless civilians, as the SWAT team began to enter the building, and while Kong Xue Dong was criticizing his personal heroism, he presented a picture.

  Bare-handed, without any auxiliary tools.

  Apart from the armed police jacket on his body, his pants and shoes were ordinary casual wear. At a speed that was exaggerated to the point of only being seen in movies, he quickly climbed along the drainpipe to the second floor's closed outer wall, and after reaching the third floor, he relied solely on the subtle protrusions and recesses of the exterior decoration to climb up to around the fifth floor, where there was a side ventilation window open.

  The figure disappeared, but the impact it brought did not disappear. Many quick-reacting young people took out their mobile phones to record this scene. The titles were similar - Human? Immortal? Monster? Martial Arts Master?

  This is an era lacking heroes, the heroes shaped by newspapers, TV and radio media can't convince everyone, but the most authentic videos on the internet with flesh and blood real heroes will warm up those icy hearts that have been brutally crushed by reality.

  Are you afraid?

  The previous panic and fear disappeared at this moment, the vast country has never lacked real strong men, among my millions of troops, there must be heroes like Hou Yan.

  How to evade the surveillance system's coverage, sneak in quietly, Zhang Shidong needs to make himself a shadow, a shadow that wanders outside the surveillance system.

  Compromise?

  Stable war?

  Are you sure you want to start a war?

  That is conventional warfare, and for Zhang Shidong, there was no option of conventional warfare.

  Soon, Zhang Shidong caught a thug, and with the help of the golden needle, he quickly got the information he wanted. He adjusted the palm computer and voice system on the thug's body, and one by one, red dots appeared on the screen, and the voice that had called him earlier gave orders through the earphones.

  "Come one, kill one."

  Zhang Shidong knew that every twenty seconds, there would be a killer in a position who needed to report his message within the voice system. The killer he had just killed still had more than two minutes before it was his turn again.

  "Gosh, time is tight."

  Couldn't dodge the surveillance video completely, and pushed upwards at the fastest speed.

  Ah!

  Without hesitation or mercy, in areas outside the 8th floor, the opponent had set up a total of eight people. The remaining ten people were all in the home experience museum on the 8th floor.

  On the stairs leading to the eighth floor, the last two thugs crossing left and right, Zhang Shidong's silver needle shook in his hand, before the opponent's body fell down and made a noise that startled people upstairs, he had already rushed up the stairs, with two guns held flat, he observed the situation in the entire hall for less than two seconds before the nearest thug discovered him.

  Directly pulled the trigger, every shot, every bullet, fired eight shots, eight thugs with advanced weapons in their foreheads fell to the ground. The gun in his right hand stopped firing bullets, and the gun in his left hand continued to shoot at the last two thugs displayed.

  One was a murderer who had once been caught by him, and at this moment he was pressing down on a woman on the bed covered with bedding, and the woman's clothes were already torn open more than half.

  One hand holds a remote control-like object, with fingers poised over the buttons.

  The gun in his left hand, the first shot hit the latter's wrist holding the remote control, directly piercing the wrist, ensuring he had no strength to control his fingers, and because of the previous posture, the remote control would not fall easily. Quickly pulling the trigger, more accurate shooting made both people lose control of their limbs, each person was shot multiple times on their body.

  In the split second of pulling the trigger, the shooting conversion between left and right hands, putting down the gun without bullets, taking out the third and fourth guns from the thigh, there is always one gun firing bullets, there is always one gun aiming at the entire hall.

  After the gunshot, all the hostages' screams and terror of covering their heads did not affect Zhang Shidong's stability in standing there and shooting. The woman who was pressed down on the bed was frightened out of her wits. The murderer who was taken away had been shot several times, a bullet from the side shot him blind in both eyes, his body slammed onto the woman's, blood splattered all over her. There were no screams, no movement, she was completely stunned, staring blankly at the ceiling with wide eyes.

  "Squat on the ground and don't move if you don't want to die."

  Zhang Shidong walked slowly towards the person holding the remote control, took it down, and then walked to the bedside, picked up the murderer he had caught and threw him to the ground, and pulled up the beautiful woman whose clothes were torn and frightened.

  At this moment, someone in the crowd shouted: "Run!"

  The hostages in the hall rushed towards the stairs like madmen, Zhang Shidong was calm and unhurried, with a gunshot, a chandelier near the stairs fell to the ground, shattering glass making a loud noise.

  "Squat down, if there's any more movement, I'll consider you an accomplice of the criminal."

  How many malicious events eventually suffered heavy losses due to the incompetence of the rescue team, and the four words "innocent civilians" made the hostages behave like obedient rabbits in front of the bandits, but became a disaster in front of the rescue team.

  Bang!

  Zhang Shidong raised his hand and fired a shot, without any hesitation or delay. The gun was about to touch Zhang Jun's head when the fake hostage, who had been disguising himself as an ordinary person, suddenly appeared in front of him. His eyes widened as he took a bullet to the forehead, and his body fell backwards. By the time he realized what was happening, it was too late. He didn't understand that this time, he had encountered a monster, one that was too strong, a machine that calculated everything with zero errors.

  The woman who had just been pulled up by him stared blankly, the gunshot sounded close to her ear, startling her, she raised her head and looked at Zhang Shidong, that young face was like a branding iron, fiercely branding Zhang Shidong's appearance into her heart.

  Zhang Shidong lit a cigarette and told Lin Ziqiang through the intercom to bring his men up. With his right hand holding the gun, he was very steady, without any trembling. His eyes were fixed on the crowd squatting on the ground. He took off his clothes and put them on the woman's body. Then, pointing at an old man who was shrinking alone in the corner: "Go and untie his rope."

  The old man, dressed in prisoner's clothes, walked shakily to Zhang Jun's side, untying the rope. His trembling hands and quivering body fully revealed his fearful state throughout the process.

  "Acting is not bad, don't move, don't move, don't put your hands in your pockets, how to pretend, is it shaking like this? Not bad, not bad, pretending very well. Director Zhang, please take out the things on him." Zhang Shidong said with a smile, pointing his gun at the old man.

  The old man lowered his head, revealing an extremely ferocious expression on his face. He recklessly inserted his hand into his pocket, not believing that one shot could break his hand. In the time it took for one shot to be fired, he would be able to grab the remote control. It's no wonder that this arrangement of having both hands held captive was considerate of the hostage-taker, saving Zhang Shidong a lot of trouble. At least under the circumstances where he had control over the situation, this true mastermind behind the scenes did not dare make any unusual moves.

  A bullet can't break an arm, but it can accurately hit the meridian and bone at the wrist, causing the wrist to palm to fingers to be temporarily numb and unable to exert force.

  As the SWAT team rushed up to the 8th floor with guns drawn, Zhang Shidong fired his last few shots. The old man was shot in all four limbs, and also hit in the scapula and pelvis. He would never be able to stand up or use his hands again. Zhang Jun pulled out a remote control from his pocket that looked exactly like the previous one.

  There were still a few bullets left in the gun on the bed, Zhang Shidong raised an eyebrow at his father and gestured to the special police and armed police. Under their arrangement, the hostages who had been frightened by Zhang Shidong into not daring to move left the scene in an orderly manner.

  Everyone looked at the figure walking down the stairs with a casual attitude, all in awe.

  PS: Rushing onto the new book chart, sincerely seeking all kinds of support!

  PS2: Thanks for the reward from Good Han Ge for saving me!

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