Yang Luo ignored them at all, put away the gun and looked at Bei Yinyao and said, "Are you okay."
Bei Yinyao's face was pale, obviously frightened, and it took a long time before she came to her senses: "Thank you for saving me." After speaking, she took out her business card from her bag and handed it to him, "This is my business card, I will have it later If you need my help with anything, you can come to me."
As soon as Yang Luo received it, he heard a roar behind him: "Who the hell are you, do you know that it is dangerous to shoot just now? What if you hurt the hostages? Can you take responsibility?"
A cold light flashed in Yang Luo's eyes, he turned around slowly and said, "It doesn't matter who I am, the important thing is that the hostages are safe and the gangsters were killed, what's the point for you?"
"You,,,,," the fat man pointed at Yang Luo, speechless.
The commander-in-chief of the armed police came over to salute and said: "Comrade! Please take out your ID card." Yang Luo looked at the major in front of him and took out his ID card and handed it to the major.
The major didn't answer, "I want your military ID."
Yang Luo suddenly laughed, and the cold expression just now disappeared suddenly, which made people feel very uncomfortable. The expression on that face was really embarrassing.
"Comrade, I don't have a military certificate, only an ID card. Besides, do you think I look like a soldier? My profession is a hooligan."
Hearing Yang Luo's words, the fat man became nervous for a while, raised his gun and said, "Raise your hands."
Yang Luo puffed up his chest and shouted: "The police are amazing, don't forget that I saved the hostages, and I am a hero who has done what is right." To be so fucking arrogant and run the train with his mouth full.
"You are still a fucking hero. Look at your virtue. You can't even be considered a hooligan. At best, you are a blind man." The fat man scolded.
Yang Luo scratched his chicken coop hair, then looked at his clothes full of holes: "You mean I don't look like a hooligan?"
The fat man's face turned green, and a police officer next to him suppressed a smile and said, "Section Chief! I think this kid has mental problems."
Yang Luo suddenly said seriously: "It seems that I have to change my image."
"Puchi!" Bei Yinyao behind her couldn't help laughing, and the shock just now disappeared without a trace.
The major said with a serious face: "Comrade, please hand over your gun."
Yang Luo turned to look at him, "Why should I hand in the gun."
"Damn it!" The fat man couldn't help but raised his hand and slapped Yang Luo's face fiercely.
"Snapped!"
Yang Luo grabbed the fat man's wrist and said with a playful smile: "Damn fat man! Don't fight with a professional hooligan, or you will be retaliated against." The fat man tried his best to break free, but Yang Luo looked The not-so-strong arm seemed to be rooted and motionless.
A police officer next to him saw that his section chief was 'hijacked' and put a gun on Yang Luo's head, "Hurry up and let go of our section chief, or I will shoot."
Yang Luo quickly let go of his hand. The fat man was competing with Yang Luo. Unprepared, his feet were unsteady and he took a few steps back. He "thumped" and lay firmly on the ground.
"Haha,,,,," the crowd who watched the excitement burst into laughter.
Fatty's face turned from blue to red, and he got up and rushed towards Yang Luo with eyes that could spew fire. When has he been so angry, when has he been ashamed like this, especially now that there are thousands of people onlookers, this is a big embarrassment. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com