Screams rang throughout the hall.

Here, there are screams from men and women.

Of course, there are also some people who are very calm, such as those at Li Baoshi's table. These people have seen the world, so they naturally know that screaming or panic at this time will only make things worse.

Li Baoshi immediately sent a text message to his family, telling them what happened to him now, and many people did this, but Mohammed did not stop these people, but said, "Dear gentlemen, ladies, good evening."

After saying that, Mohammed looked around and found that the people around him were still screaming, and some even started running around.

Mohammed looked helplessly at the man on the ground who was shot by himself and cried, then took the gun decisively and shot the man in the head.

Bang.

The huge gunshot of the Desert Eagle made the people around him a formation, and the person who was hit in the head was tragic, and red and white things sprayed all over the floor.

The scene solidified again.

"If you want to follow this person's old path, you can continue to call." Mohammed said with a smile.

Gu.

This is the sound of many people swallowing. Some people are trembling and sitting in place, not daring to move, while others have a look of panic on their faces.

All in all, these people were all stunned.

In comparison, Sogra and Zhao Tiezhu, who were stared at their waist with a gun, were much calmer.

The two of them communicated a little with their eyes, but they didn't communicate so much, so they had to stand honestly.

If Zhao Tiezhu wants to run away at this time, it is still relatively simple. After all, Zhao Tiezhu's skills are there. Although these people have guns, as long as Zhao Tiezhu is not head-on, these people basically don't want to hit Zhao Tiezhu, but can Zhao Tiezhu run? This is obviously not possible. Not to mention that Sun Jiaying is here, he can't run away. There are also people like Sogra, these are all their good friends. If those people run away, they drive around with guns and accidentally kill Sogra, then Zhao Tiezhu will be worthy of his good brother? Sogra knows that he is in the spring, and I think he will not let Zhao Tiezhu go if he is a ghost.

"Everyone has listened, now, do what I say, men take off your clothes," Mohammed said.

As soon as Mohammed said this, Zhao Tiezhu was stunned for a moment, wondering if this person was here to rob him?

Many people at the scene had the same idea as Zhao Tiezhu, but under the black gun, everyone quickly took off their clothes, including Li Baoshi and others.

Joke, no matter how noble your status is, you will die if you get shot. Those who know the current affairs are heroes. People like Li Baoshi understand the meaning of this sentence the most.

"Okay, then, follow my instructions, use your clothes to tie the hands of the person in front of you with a table." Mohammed ordered, "It must be tied very tightly. I will send someone to check it later. If anyone tied up is not tightly, it will die, and the person who is not tied up is also dead."

Mohammed said this, and the people in the hall did as they did. Not long after, half of the people were tied up.

"Next, those tied up come to concentrate." Mohammed continued.

For a moment, there were a burst of noises in the entire hall. Soon, about a hundred people stood in front of Mohammed.

"Everyone, squat down." Mohammed said.

When these people heard this, they squatted down one after another.

"Those who were not tied up also came up and stood next to the group of people."

Finally, everyone squatted on the ground under the command of Mohammed. The people on the left of Mohammed had not tied their hands, while the people on the right were tied.

"Okay, you go down and tie these people up." Mohammed said to his subordinates.

Several big men walked into the untie group of people, and took more than ten minutes to tie up the hands of those people.

"You two, sit down." Mohammed pointed at Zhao Tiezhu, and then pointed at the crowd.

Zhao Tiezhu and Sogra hugged their heads with both hands, walked into the crowd, sat down, and then tied their hands.

After so long, the downstairs of this hotel had already been filled with police, as well as Hong Kong's special forces and the Flying Tigers.

The door of the banquet hall was guarded by two terrorists, and at the entrance of the corridor on this floor, there were two terrorists standing. On Zhao Tiezhu's side, there were about ten. In total, the number of terrorists was about sixteen or seventeen.

Mohammed stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window next to the banquet hall, looked at the police downstairs, smiled, then walked to the side, and said to the man named Zhou, "Okay, the signal can start to be transmitted."

"good!"

The man named Zhou nodded, took a line from the side and connected it to the DVD machine. Then, he hung it on the outermost hotel, a super large LCD TV that was used to display promotional videos on weekdays, and Mohammed appeared.

"Hello everyone."

Mohammed smiled and said to the camera, "I think many people already know what's going on here."

Just as Mohammed was speaking, a helicopter flew outside the floor where Mohammed was. A man sat on the helicopter, holding a microphone and shouted, "Listen, the people inside, you are surrounded, and raising your hands to surrender is your only way out!"

"The man outside, if you say another word, I don't mind doing something interesting." Mohammed said with a smile.

Just as everyone was wondering what was interesting, a big man walked to the crowd, grabbed a young man, then pressed him with one hand, and walked to the front of the floor-to-ceiling window.

Bang.

The big man fired a shot at the floor-to-ceiling window, and the entire floor-to-ceiling window was directly broken, and glass fragments fell to the ground.

The big man pressed the young man with a gun and kept pushing the young man to the edge of the window.

Mohammed said, "If you dare to speak, this person will fall from it."

The man hovering outside the helicopter closed his mouth decisively.

"I think you must be wondering, what do I want when I do this?" Mohammed said with a smile, "It's actually very simple. I want money, I want US dollars."
Chapter completed!